Finally, the hellish door opened.

He Yingdong hurriedly greeted him.

Li Jiaqi was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and the whole person seemed to be angry at all.

There is also a hanging bottle hanging from his arm......

The doctor looked at him and sighed, "Your Excellency is fine...... The child was not saved. ”

The doctor patted him on the shoulder, "Young man, let's conceive a child for the first time!" You can't have sex before three months, so remember next time. ”

The doctor was also very distressed, Li Jiaqi's neck was full of ambiguous blue and red marks.

You can see at a glance what happened at night.

Nowadays, young people only care about enjoyment, and miscarriages are not uncommon...... Men have nothing to lose, but women have to suffer.

He Yingdong's face softened a little, but his eyes were still a little terrifying.

"Third Young Master, it's still dark, I'll send someone here to guard Miss Li, why don't you go home first?"

He Yingdong's cold eyes glanced at him fiercely.

He didn't dare to say much anymore.

The old housekeeper sighed, it seems that the third young master is going to guard Miss Li all night.

It was quiet in the ward.

Li Jiaqi slowly opened her eyes and clutched the quilt tightly with both hands......

A white infusion tube gradually became clear in her vision, and a faint liquid slowly flowed into her body.

Cold, she shivered slightly.

Looking up slightly, he saw He Yingdong's figure.

His pitch-black figure stood beside her hospital bed, and his eyes looked particularly deep.

He still had a few claw marks on his cheeks.

A clear and profound reminder to her that she had lost that child.

Yes, she knows.

At the time of the surgery, she was very conscious.

The doctor said that the child could not be saved, and by the way, she was given an operation to clear the uterus.

It hurts.

Every trace of pain went deep into the bone marrow, yes, that little life was full of resentment towards her, and he was reminding her with pain.

He was once in this world.

Separation of flesh and bones, that's about the taste!

Her eyes were astringent, and she couldn't help but whimper again.

"I'm sorry ......"

His deep voice was a little hoarse.

He thought he had already experienced a lot.

But for women, he is not less understanding.

He didn't know that after a woman became pregnant, she couldn't ......

But what's the use of talking about that now?

Li Jiaqi looked at him, her lips trembled slightly, her little hands clutched the sheets tightly, and her voice was hoarse, "One life for another, God is punishing me." I killed your eldest brother, so he took my child. ”

There was only despair in her eyes, a deep despair......

He felt as if his lungs were being pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and he couldn't breathe.

The eldest brother is not dead, and the child is gone.

"Kiki......

Her eyes looked at the ceiling blankly, "You're right, He Yingdong, children are the crystallization of love." And there is no love between us, only hatred, so he can't stay in this world. His father didn't love him at all, didn't like him, what's the point of him staying in this world? ”

She choked bitterly.

Seeing her so sad, he didn't even know how to appease her.

"Kiki!"

He reached out to shake her hand, and her cold little hand quickly withdrew.

"He Yingdong, let's go! Go to Yan Xiruo's place, she needs you even more! ”

(End of chapter)