Since that day, Moxie has never entered Cong Xinyue's room again, but the gauze curtain and cashmere blanket have always remained. From Xin Yue's several requests for people to take these things away, the answer she got was that these things did not affect her daily life, and Moxi might think of it one day and come again, so she had to keep it.

Every time Xin Yue saw these things, the picture of Moxi with those women flashed in her mind, and she felt uncomfortable and couldn't eat. But the real reason why she couldn't eat and made her sick was not those pictures, but because she was pregnant for a month and a half.

When Xin Yue got the news, her heart was even colder, she knew that she now had an unknown germ in her body, which was not suitable for pregnancy at all, but this child just came. Whether to leave this child or not, Xin Yue has no idea.

At the same time, Moxie's heart hurts even more. He didn't understand why God always had to get along with himself, why he couldn't get along with Xin Yue, why he had to give them a child at this time.

Moxi knew very well in her heart that this child could not be kept, staying would only increase the burden on Xin Yue's body, and her current disease was likely to be transmitted to the child through umbilical cord blood.

"Boss," Mu Yachuan had never seen the boss with such a painful expression, "This child can't stay, and he will be infected because of the virus carried by his mother,"

"I know," Moxie closed his eyes, the feeling of heartache made him almost unable to breathe, and it took a long time before he spoke, "Xiao Xia has made us together who couldn't be together, so now use this child to make us who are inseparable together, completely separate,"

"Boss, what are you going to do?" When Mu Yachuan heard the boss's words, he suddenly had a bad thought in his heart.

"You take the medicine, follow me, don't talk about anything I say, just do your thing, understand?" Moxi thought that this child might be God telling him that his undeserved fate with Xin Yue should be over.

"Okay," Mu Yachuan pushed Mo Xi to Cong Xinyue's room after preparing the medicine.

At this time, Cong Xinyue was also hesitating about whether to keep the child, when she saw Mo Xi come with Mu Yachuan and a few sturdy female nurses.

"I didn't expect you to be pregnant," Moxi spoke first, his tone full of cruelty.

From Xin Yue subconsciously protected her lower abdomen with her hands, staring at Moxi vigilantly.

"But I won't keep this child, don't think about it," Moxie smiled coldly, "How do I know whose child this child is?" ”

"What! Moxie you actually said such a thing! Could it be that I will still talk to others from Xinyue? Cong Xinyue was stabbed by Moxi's words, and her heart was filled with resentment.

"How do I know?" Moxie sat back and spread his hands, "Maybe it's some other wild man, how do I know?" ”

"You bastard!" From Xin Yue's whole body trembled with anger, "Moxi, this child is only a month and a half, you have been with me during this time, how can I be with others,"

"Who knows? Anyway, I won't leave this child of unknown origin," Moxi smiled sadly, "When you are clean, I will let you conceive a child again, don't worry,"

"Moxie, you're still not human! Are you going to kill even your own children! From Xin Yue's original hesitation, now looking at Mo Xi's attitude, Xin Yue suddenly wanted to keep this child.

"I said I wasn't sure if this child was mine, why should I keep this child," Moxi raised an eyebrow, and then gestured to Mu Yachuan and the nurses behind him to do it.

The nurses immediately stepped forward and pressed Cong Xinyue's hands and feet, so that she couldn't move at all, and Mu Yachuan injected the medicine into Cong Xinyue's body through an intravenous bolus.

The moment the cold needle pierced into her body, Xin Yue only felt that her heart was broken, and she cried out in pain, "Moxi! No! It's your child! You can't! No! Moses! ”

"I can't keep this kid! This child will take the virus from you, so I won't be able to take you with me," Mo Xi saw Cong Xinyue in such pain, and only felt that his chest was also surging and uncomfortably suppressed, but he just endured it, not looking at Cong Xinyue's face, and his eyes just stared at the white sheets covering Cong Xinyue's lower abdomen and legs without blinking.

It didn't take long for a blood-red to appear from the white sheets on Xin Yue's lower abdomen and legs, and when Moxi saw the blood-red, he only felt that his heart was gradually dying with the continuous expansion of this blood-red, and in the end there was only a dead silence left, he closed his eyes fiercely, forcing himself not to shed tears.

"Moxie! I hate you! From Xin Yue, she felt a faint feeling of swelling in her lower abdomen, and then there was a wet feeling under her thighs, she knew that the child had left her. Cong Xinyue cried loudly, not only for her lost child, but also for Moxi's ruthlessness.

"If you want to hate, hate it, anyway, there are many people who hate me, and there are no less than you," Moxi whispered in his throat, and Moxi couldn't say any more words at this time, he was afraid that if he continued to say it, he would not be able to hold back his tears.

"Moxie, I swear, I will never let you touch me again in my life, I will never have children for you again, you are a bastard, you are a demon, I hate you!" Cong Xinyue cried and shouted loudly, "You killed your own child, Moxi, you are a demon, I hate you!" ”

"Inject her with a little sedative, let her rest well, take care of her body, she will also be my test subject to test the medicine for me, if she dies, who will test the medicine for me," Moxi forcibly calmed down and said slowly, "Shui Yiling, you take care of her for me, if anything goes wrong, I will ask with your life,"

"Yes, Boss," Shui Yiling replied, standing respectfully beside the bed.

Moxie couldn't stand this scene anymore, closed his eyes hard, trembled his lips, and slowly spoke, "Yachuan, let people clean up, let's go back,"

Moxi, who returned to the observation room, could no longer suppress the pain in his heart, and the churning in his chest that had been forced by him for a long time was completely released at this time. Moxie wept and coughed violently, and blood spurted out with the cough, but in Moxie's blurred vision, the blood was the blood of the child he had just lost, so bright red, so dazzling. Moxie only felt a sharp pain in his chest, so painful that he couldn't breathe at all.

Seeing this, Mu Yachuan immediately called someone to put Moxi on the bed and lie down, and a hemostatic needle went down, first stopping Moxi from coughing up blood, and then taking a film to see where the bleeding point was, and finally the overnight operation.