Mu Han was silent, and the silence showed everything.

The next two hours were an ordeal for anyone.

Finally, the door to the operating room opened again.

Pei Yan raised his eyes slightly, still squatting on the ground and not moving.

It's been too long, Ying Xuxu has been in it for too long, and he doesn't even dare to imagine how she looks like she is disemboweling inside.

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

Ying's father ran to the doctor, his old face seemed to have a lot of vicissitudes at the moment, his trembling hand grabbed the doctor's hand, and his voice trembled.

Bo Huan also pushed Mu Hanshen away, held his bulky stomach, and stepped forward worriedly, staring at the doctor with red eyes.

She wanted to hear the doctor say that Ying Xuxu was still alive and that the mother and child were safe.

But......

"The child was born prematurely, has been sent to the incubator, and the condition is quite stable. As for the maternity ......" The doctor frowned and felt a little regretful: "It's still being rescued inside, but I hope you are mentally prepared." ”

After listening to the doctor's words, Ying's father fainted on the spot, and Pei's mother almost couldn't stand steadily.

Bo Huan covered his mouth and let the tears slip silently.

Xuxu promised her to hold on well, but broke her promise.

"How could this be, how could she faint when she was so good?"

Pei's mother couldn't believe and stopped the doctor's way: "Even if it is a premature birth, hasn't the child already been taken out?" Why ......"

"You mourn." The doctor didn't want to say much, pushed away Pei's mother's hand, shook his head and turned to leave.

"Doctor, doctor......"

Pei's mother cried and chased after her.

The scene was chaotic, and the doctor took Ying's father into the emergency room with all his hands. Jiangsu Literature Network

Tears blurred Bo Huan's eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Pei Yan still squatting on the ground, staring at the door of the operating room without saying a word, as if he hadn't heard what the doctor said just now.

I don't know how long it took for the door of the operating room to open again, and Song Shichu walked out.

Before Bo Huan and Mu Hanshen could react, Song Shichu had already rushed forward, grabbed Pei Yan's collar, and smashed her face with a fist.

"You beast is not as good as something, what did she do wrong, why is it her, it is not her turn to bear all this!"

"You killed her, you murderer!"

Die?

Pei Yan didn't struggle, didn't refute, just raised his head slowly, his eyes were red, his eyes stared deeply at Song Shichu's face, and his lips trembled: "You say it again!" ”

"Ying is dead, she's dead!"

Was it still being rescued just now, but has it been declared dead now?

"It can't be, it won't be like this."

Bo Huan shook his head violently, his emotions were a little out of control: "Lifelike will not die, she promised me, even if it is for the sake of her family and children, she will work hard to hold on, she promised me." ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, his stomach began to hurt.

Mu Hanshen's face changed greatly, and he immediately held her body, turned his head and called someone: "Call the doctor!" ”

Bo Huan had fetal gas, and the doctor said that the child must be taken out in time, and the person was rushed to the operating room.

Bo Huan's operating room was not on the same floor as Ying Xu's operating room, Mu Hanshen glanced at the two men who were twisted together, and said in a cold voice: "Look, don't make trouble!" ”

Lonely Shadow nodded his head, feeling that the whole world was in chaos.

It's all messed up!

"You know what? It was you, it was you who killed her with your own hands! ”

Song Shichu had tears on his face, crying and laughing: "You killed Pei Qian two years ago, and now you have killed Ying Xuxu." Pei Yan, you killed the two women you love the most! ”