Only this possibility will make her begin to doubt Anxia's identity.

Otherwise, everything is seamless.

"Tell me." An Ge looked at him with low eyes, his face was pale and his eyes were red.

"It was a messy day, I was in the operating room all the time, but then you were bleeding and the blood bag didn't come for a long time, so I rushed out to get it, and when I came back......"

Quan Mo squatted in front of her, and said in a low and concise voice, he was stuck in the middle of speaking, and he couldn't say anything.

“……”

An Ge looked at him blankly, wanting to ask, but he didn't dare to ask, and his eyes became even redder.

"Later, I told the doctor to let you sleep more, and I found the child Anxia, and within a day, I couldn't find a premature baby with blood type A or O." Quan Mo said.

It turned out that she was in a coma in the hospital for a long time, not because of her physical weakness, but because of ......

An Ge looked at Quan Mo's handsome face and said sneeringly, "You said the beginning and the ending, but you didn't say the middle." ”

What about their children?

What about the children who really belong to their bloodline? Where did it go?

She hadn't seen it yet, not at all.

“……”

Quan Mo lowered his eyes.

"What about the kids? What about the baby in my belly? An Ge asked him, and his voice was soft, lighter than the wind.

“……”

The contours of Kwon Mo's face tensed.

"Did you hide it? You're afraid of the dark, you're worried about danger, aren't you? An Ge asked stupidly with the last trace of extravagance, "Where are you hiding?" Let me see you. ”

“……”

Quan Mo pursed his thin lips, and after a long time, he opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "When I return to the operating room, the doctor ...... A dead baby was carried out. ”

Dead babies.

Dead babies?

An Ge's hand trembled violently, the list in her hand fell, she looked at Quan Mo blankly, her breathing was unsteady like a patient, and tears fell from her red eyes all at once.

Dead babies.

Her child died, and the child she had been pregnant for months was gone.

An Ge reached out and grabbed the clothes in his heart, and the man bent down in pain, his fingers clutching at him.

"Don't do that, Ange." Seeing her like this, Quan Mo hurriedly reached out and held her thin arm, "An Ge, you are good, An Xia is our child, we have decided that she is, blood is not so important." Do you understand?! ”

“……”

An Ge's body was cold inch by inch, and his strength was stripped out little by little.

She clutched the clothes of her heart more and more, and the pain spread from here, spreading over every bone of her, and the pain was terrible.

It hurts.

An Ge fell down from the chair, Quan Mo pulled her, she still planted it on the ground, and was pulled into her arms by Quan Mo, Quan Mo looked at her face full of tears, covered her face with a big palm, and some fear flashed in her eyes, "Good Ange, did you hear what I said?" The blood relationship is not heavy, Anxia is our child. ”

He did.

He decided that Anxia was his and her child and would not change.

"My child is dead...... "Ange couldn't accept it at all, her heart ached so much that she almost swallowed her whole body, muttering and repeating, "My child is dead, our child is dead......"

"Ange!"

"It's my fault." An Ge recalled that time, self-blame and pain engulfed her like a black hole, "It's me who is bad, I shouldn't be emotional...... Otherwise, it will not be born prematurely, and the baby will not die...... It's me, it's me who kills the child...... I killed the baby. ”