On the third day when Zheng Yue had no news, Murong Qiao received a call from an unfamiliar number.

"Qiaoqiao, I'm ...... in the hospital" The phone was connected, and it was Zheng Yue's voice.

Her voice sounded extremely weak, making Murong Qiao frown.

Zheng Yue's state sounded very wrong, and her tone was calm, but it made Murong Qiao keenly aware of the difference from the past.

She got up to get her coat, "Which hospital are you in?"

Zheng Yue said an address, and Murong Qiao decisively took a taxi and rushed over.

She didn't think that Zheng Yue would go to the hospital, Murong Qiao frowned and thought about it, secretly guessing what had happened in the past two days when Nankang went to find Zheng Yue.

The drive to the hospital was not far, and Murong Qiao only took fifteen minutes to get to the place Zheng Yue said.

She searched the room on the floor, then pushed open a door.

Zheng ...... Month. Murong Qiao's voice hesitated for a moment.

Because the bandaged person in front of her was far from the Zheng Yue in her memory.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mummy, Zheng Yue is sitting on the bed half-leaning, wearing a striped hospital gown, her face is pale like a dead person, if it weren't for the instrument next to her to show her physical condition, it can even make people have the illusion of no longer breathing.

"You're here." Zheng Yue's eyes were blank.

It had only been a few days, but it seemed like a century had passed to her.

Zheng Yue looked up at Murong Qiao and laughed softly, but the look on her face was indescribably bleak.

Murong Qiao slowly walked up to her, "Why are you injured?" ”

The surprise between her words is not fake, but from the heart.

Although he hadn't seen the injury report yet, just looking at Zheng Yue's appearance, Murong Qiao could already roughly imagine it.

Nankang is really ruthless.

She sighed in her heart, and sat beside Zheng Yue with care in the back.

"I ......," Zheng Yue opened her mouth.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

Zheng Yue raised her hand and touched the wound on her face, although her physiology was no longer painful and her body was gradually improving, but her heart was poked into a big hole.

The hole leaked with wind, leaving her empty and cold.

Murong Qiao didn't say anything, just waited patiently for her to speak.

"I, my baby is gone." Zheng Yue took a deep breath. "I was admitted to the hospital yesterday for surgery."

She slowly clenched her hands, "My uterus was also removed. ”

Zheng Yue's voice trembled and she told the truth.

She didn't tell Murong Qiao what happened between herself and Nankang, but even so, Zheng Yue, who was forced to review the facts again, was also distressed.

She couldn't help but think of Nankang, remembering his determination that he didn't look back at that time, and gradually disappeared from her field of vision.

Because of his callousness and inaction at that time, he lost the ability to have children forever.

Every time Zheng Yue thought of this, she could hardly suppress the pain in her heart.

She originally thought that Nankang was a good man, and she could marry him regardless of her age.

But the cold facts turned into countless slaps, which fell on her face with the momentum of a torrential rain, and her face was red and swollen, and her brain was buzzing and speechless.

Nankang is not a good thing, so he let himself wait for death in the deep mountains and old forests, and he chose to leave, even after he entered the hospital, he didn't care at all, there was no phone message, and no one saw a shadow, so the attitude of not asking made the last bit of heat in Zheng Yue's heart completely cold.

"In short, take care of your body first." Murong Qiao comforted her.

Listening to Zheng Yue say such a result, it really surprised Murong Qiao in his heart.

Although she had expected that Nankang's attitude towards Zheng Yue would not be too good, she also did not expect that the two of them would have such a fierce quarrel.

She put some of the supplements and fruits she brought on the table next to her, and she couldn't tell what her mood was about Zheng Yue's encounter.

She stuffed the food into Zheng Yue's palm, "It's more important than anything else to get better quickly." ”

Murong Qiao's mouth was steady, but her mind couldn't help but think of her mother.

Zheng Yue is now pregnant with a seven-month-old child, and Nankang is so ruthless that she will beat the ......

I'm afraid that he was no better than his mother Murong Yan.

Zheng Yue hummed softly, "I understand." ”

She habitually touched her belly, but only touched it empty.

"You can see it now......" Zheng Yue said of her injuries. Go to school and work—"

She shrunk back, not commenting on her wounds.

Zheng Yue knew that she was not a fairy beauty, and now that she couldn't have children, it was already a defect, and the wounds on her body made her can't help but want to escape.

Murong Qiao opened his mouth to interrupt her, "Don't be discouraged, now that medical beauty is so developed, you will definitely be able to repair your scars." ”

She reached out and patted Zheng Yue's back, only to find that her body was trembling when she spoke.

Murong Qiao didn't mean to look at it, but his eyes fell on the wound on Zheng Yue's face, as well as the skin disease exposed by the collar on his neck, all of which were large and small scratches, and the red color after the scars was frightening, as if there were several centipedes crawling around on people.

"Where did I get so much money?" Zheng Yue pursed her lips.

Her gloomy eyes fell on the snow-white sheets beneath her, and she felt uncomfortable when she said this.

She admits that there is a bit of a deliberate element to saying this.

Zheng Yue hid her selfishness, and even at this time, she didn't forget to sell her pity, trying to make Murong Qiao sympathize with her.

Murong Qiao's eyes flashed, "Wouldn't it be better if I lent it to you?" ”

She said it very easily, as if she had blown away a feather, and her tone was light and fluttering, which made Zheng Yue jealous.

Zheng Yue thought that what she just said was pitiful, but Murong Qiao was just following her words to bring people to the road of her plan.

"Really?" Zheng Yue looked up suddenly.

Medical beauty repair and scar removal is not a small amount of money, and it is not comparable to the amount of money that Zheng Yue borrowed from Murong Qiao before, not to mention that there are so many scars on his body.

Although she was jealous of Murong Qiao's generosity in spending money without blinking, when she heard that she was willing to borrow money to repair her scars, Zheng Yue was of course inevitably moved.

There is no girl who wants to live with a scar.

Murong Qiao nodded firmly, "Of course." ”

Of course she will help Zheng Yue repair it, if she doesn't repair it, how can she see a more exciting scene after Zheng Yue and Nankang?

So after Murong Qiao promised, he really searched for several famous medical aesthetic institutions directly with his mobile phone, and began to discuss with her in front of Zheng Yue.

"You can plan to repair it when you get well." She was methodical.

Zheng Yue's originally confused and empty heart was gradually filled with every word Murong Qiao said.

Her eyes were shining again, and she no longer focused her attention and emotions on her body, but listened intently to Murong Qiao's speech.

"Anyway, you can rest assured, don't be so decadent, go out and move more." Murong Qiao persuaded her.

Now is the time when Zheng Yue needs someone to accompany her the most, and Murong Qiao naturally wants to seize this opportunity.

The corners of Zheng Yue's mouth quietly curled up a little, "Hmm." ”

If someone else said these words, Zheng Yue didn't believe it at all.

But no matter how incredible the words came out of Murong Qiao's mouth, Zheng Yue believed it ten thousand.

She figured it out, took out a small jar of freshly sealed bird's nest from the tonic next to her, and ate it slowly.

(End of chapter)