Dressed in black clothes trimmed with gold wire, his hair was tied up refreshingly, showing a shallow smile, stretching out his left hand, and smiling in his eyes.

Seeing Nangong's pupils begin to slowly spread, Feng Che was anxious in his heart.

"Lingshuang, I'm here......."

Nangong's voice had become inaudible, and after all, he slowly closed his eyes, his hands hung down weakly, and the last bit of body temperature dissipated.

The heavy rain outside the window became more violent for a moment, the wind pushed the window open, and the lights on the table were abruptly extinguished.

The whole person collapsed and sat beside Nangong, Xue Ge covered his mouth with his hands, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him.

Staring at the abdomen that was still high, Feng Che's dim eyes had a glimmer of light, and he whispered, "Bring a pair of scissors." ”

Xue Ge listened to Feng Che's words without the slightest hesitation, and asked the housekeeper for a pair of scissors, he didn't ask Feng Che what he was going to do, he just quietly accompanied her by her side.

After driving everyone out, including Xue Ge, Feng Che walked to Nangong Xuan's side, the next scene was too bloody to be seen by Xue Ge.

Bending down and removing the clothes from his body, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

"Kid...... The child ......." as if he was stunned, kept reading these two words, attached his palm to the high bulging abdomen, and cautiously leaned over to listen to the fetal movements inside.

Be sure to have a sound! Be sure to have a sound! Feng Che prayed silently in his heart.

Finally hearing a near-inaudible sound, there is hope!

Nangong, don't worry, I will work hard and do my best to keep your child.

The left hand held the trembling right hand tightly, and the eyes couldn't open sourly, afraid that the child would be suffocated in it if he delayed any longer, and finally mustered up the courage......

Warm blood splashed on the snow-white robe, splashing little by little, like red and somewhat dazzling red plums.

The cold wind outside the window has stopped, and the moonlight is hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist, and it is not real to see.

Carefully cut the umbilical cord, put down the scissors, and trembling to carry the baby out. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and the whole person was about to collapse, so he took off his coat and wrapped the little baby.

With his back against the wall, the moonlight sprinkled softly, reflecting the soft and quiet face of the baby.

Wait a minute! The child didn't cry! Feng Che, who was tired and paralyzed, suddenly discovered a very important thing, the newborn baby would cry, if he didn't cry.....

I put my fingers between the baby's little nose like a drum, and I didn't breathe at all...... I didn't notice just now, and the child's body was also cold and scary.

It turned out that the child had already suffocated in the womb, and the sound just now was an auditory hallucination that he wanted the child to live too much.......

Unexpectedly, even if he had a caesarean section, Nangong's child was not saved, and the bloody atmosphere in the house filled the whole room, holding the already cold baby, and the sound of tears falling down merged with the sound of rain outside.

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The paragraph "C-section" is a bit heavy, so please skip it if you mind. This paragraph is written sadly, which can be regarded as paving the way for the blackening of the heroine in the back.

Dongfang and Nangong, who made sacrifices for this, received the lunch box in advance, and took their children with them, a family of three, which is also very good. / Nose picking

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