Ye Hao didn't dare to delay for a moment, grabbed his shirt in a panic, and stumbled out.

Han Yingying must not be fine, he damn did something like that to Han Yingying.

If Han Yingying has any three strengths and two shortcomings, he will never forgive himself in his life.

Rong Lin was stunned, grabbed his clothes and put them on randomly, and rushed out.

Han Yingying must not have anything to do, otherwise Ye Haofan and Shen Mosheng will definitely collapse!

Hospital.

"The child was not saved, and we did our best. The patient is very depressed, you should comfort her. ”

Ye Hao stumbled to the hospital, but he didn't expect to be greeted by such a sentence that would make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.

The regretful tone, like a sharp blade, pierced into his heart, and instantly the blood flowed like a river, drowning him.

The child is gone......

Han Yingying's child is gone......

Han Yingying is pregnant?

The child is gone?

How so?

Rong Lin was shocked beyond measure, and looked at Ye Hao cautiously, wanting to reach out and grab him and comfort him.

The hand was halfway out, but it hung limply.

In what capacity should she be comforted?

Han Yingying was very calm, didn't cry, didn't speak, just looked at the ceiling quietly, but didn't know where the focus fell.

"Han Yingying ......" Ye Hao staggered forward, his voice trembling lightly, and he whispered with fear.

His heart was full of fear, Han Yingying must have cared about that child very much.

Now he is so calm, not crying, not making trouble, not talking, as if his soul is empty.

He was so afraid that Han Yingying would give up on herself like this and be a living dead.

Han Yingying turned her head slowly, glanced at the night and turned back again, and continued to stare at the ceiling, quiet like a doll, but full of broken heart.

That glance was very light, so light that there was no trace of weight, but it made Ye Haofan's heart, which had always been hard, tremble.

He couldn't find his shadow in Han Yingying's eyes, he couldn't see any emotions, it was calm like a pool of stagnant water, there was no sadness, no resentment, but it was so terrible, because there was the breath of death in it.

"Han Yingying, I'm sorry......" Ye Hao said with difficulty.

He wanted to reach out and hold Han Yingying's hand, but he froze in the air, and put it down weakly for a long time, he was so dirty, he was not qualified to touch Han Yingying at all.

Han Yingying lay calmly, her eyes wide open, but she was never focused.

"Han Yingying, I'm sorry, it's my bastard, it's okay for you to scold me, beat me, hate me, don't hold it in your heart......"

Ye Haofan was panicked like a child, he couldn't see through Han Yingying's emotions, and he didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, so he was afraid.

Han Yingying turned her head to look at him, her eyes were shallow, and her voice was soft: "What did you do wrong?" You're just trying to get what you want, like any other man, and you're not doing anything wrong.

What's more, you didn't touch me in the end, so what's wrong? It's me who is wrong, it's me who overestimates myself, I'm too self-righteous, and it's that got things to this point. ”

After speaking, she hooked the corners of her lips, but did not smile at all.

Then she turned her head again, and looked at the ceiling, her eyes empty, as if her heart had gone with the unborn child, and nothing could bring her heart back.

The more she was like this, the more panicked Ye Haofan's heart became, and the deep fear was like a big hand, gripping his heart tightly, so hard that he couldn't breathe. Take a hundred plating of the latest chapter of "The Male God Proposed to the Claw Book House Today" for free reading for the first time.