"There is still breath, but according to our determination of toxins, toxins should have affected the development of the child's nervous system, and even if they are produced early, it is difficult to be healthy...... 何况，令夫人的情绪和身体一直都不是很稳定，胎儿的发育其实也并不是很好……”

The doctor seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Huo Jingchen in a deep voice: "What about my lord." ”

"The situation of adults is not very optimistic, I am afraid that the entire uterus will be removed, and I will not be able to give birth in the future, but this life should be saved." The doctor looked at his gloomy face and spoke softly.

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and made a decision neatly: "The child is killed." ”

"The ...... of the womb"

Huo Jingchen turned around and left, and threw down two words in a deep voice: "Cut." ”

Zhao Siqing watched this scene from the side, only to feel that the world was spinning, she tried to hold on to the wall with one hand, but tears were surging down.

When did she get poisoned?

In her previous life, she didn't even have a uterus......

She remembered Huo Jingchen's words in a trance, and she remembered that he had said that he would not even be able to tolerate a child.

So, in fact, he was just trying to protect her.

But why didn't he say anything? If he was afraid that she would be sad in his previous life, why didn't he explain it in this life?

Zhao Siqing only felt dizzy and cold.

She always hated him for forcibly beating her child out with such deception and ruthlessness, but she didn't know that he was actually just trying to protect her.

Zhao Siqing looked at Huo Jingchen's back and wanted to catch up, but the chasing picture changed again ten years later.

By then, she had already passed away.

Huo Jingchen is alive like a walking corpse.

He went crazy with a layout and plan, and frantically retaliated against those who had hurt him in an almost self-harming way.

It took him two years to completely recover the Huo family.

Mrs. Huo was so angry with him that she was seriously ill and retired, Mrs. Huo and Huo Pengpeng's mother and daughter died, the second room of the Huo family bowed down to the courtiers, and the third room was driven out of the country.

On the day Huo Pengpeng died, Huo Jingchen came to Zhao Siqing's tomb and was silent for a long time.

He looked at the photo on the tombstone and whispered, "I avenged the child, so you can hate me less." ”

Except for the bleak wind, no one gave him the slightest response in the dark night.

He stood in front of the tombstone for a long, long time, and finally just said slowly: "Qingqing, I miss you so much." ”

Zhao Siqing's soul looked at the lonely and lonely man from afar, his heart ached and he couldn't control himself, and his tears dissipated in a gust of wind.

After Huo Jingchen left, he began to take crazy revenge on Li Feihuan.

The two fought for several years, meeting opponents in chess, and both lost.

Until the end, Huo Jingchen narrowly won a move, and Li Feihuan died after all......

It's just that at that time, Huo Jingchen's body was not much better.

Years of drug abuse, insomnia, and exhaustion have been overdrawing his body.

Early that morning, he took a shower, shaved his beard, changed into a new suit, and after tidying up, he went to the cemetery in the back garden again.

The weather is warm, and the spring flowers are blooming.

Small white flowers bloom quietly in front of the tombstone.

Huo Jingchen sat in front of the tombstone and whispered to her for a long, long time, from sunrise to sunset.

"Qingqing... You said you want me to live forever, you want me to be miserable like this all the time. Now, I've been through it for so long, but I don't want to stay up anymore. ”