Seeing her fall, his heart trembled suddenly, as if being hit by a hammer. Heartache!
Why did this happen between him and her
My heart hurts so much that I can't breathe, because I love so much, so I hate so much.
He closed his eyes painfully. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes. There were icy eyes.
"Doctor. Come in!"
The doctors and nurses entered the room when they heard the sound, and they were shocked when they saw Shen Yitong lying in a pool of blood.
"Get things done! Don't hurt her body!"
Qiao Zian glanced at Shen Yitong who was lying in a pool of blood. A trace of pity flashed quickly in his eyes. Soon, he closed his eyes, turned and walked out.
The doctor looked at Shen Yitong on the ground. Shaking his head sympathetically, he sighed.
"Put her on the operating table. Get ready for surgery!"
A burst of intense pain woke up the sleeping Shen Yitong.
"Ah—you—what are you doing?"
She wanted to yell loudly, but the words came out of her mouth. Weak.
She is so weak!
"Mrs. Qiao, don't be afraid! We are performing a curettage operation on you." The doctor said soothingly.
"Qing-cleaning palace surgery? Child—" she subconsciously reached out and pressed her stomach.
"Mrs. Joe. The abortion was successful."
After hearing this, Shen Yitong started sobbing.
She is sorry for the child in her stomach. Incapable of protecting him.
"Mrs. Qiao, don't be sad! You are still young. There will be opportunities in the future. Take good care of yourself." The doctor said comfortingly.
Do not be sad
Her husband killed their own child with his own hands!
"Hey, Mrs. Joe, don't move! It's an operation!" The doctor warned.
Shen Yitong calmed down. His eyes were fixed on the white ceiling.
The cold machine stretched into the womb, like a meat grinder, as if it wanted to grind her body into meat shards.
It hurts, it hurts!
However, her heart was already numb, and no amount of pain could compare to the sadness of death.
She is now like a rag doll swaying in the wind and rain, at the mercy of others.
Finally, everything quieted down.
Shen Yitong felt that he still had half his life left.
The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Yao Xiaoman walked in, holding a bowl of chicken soup in his hand.
"Dear Shen Yitong, I cooked love chicken soup for you, so that you can take good care of your body."
Shen Yitong's expression changed, why did she bring chicken soup with love? It is clearly poison!
Bad intentions!
"roll-"
Shen Yitong suddenly stretched out his arm and knocked over the bowl in Yao Xiaoman's hand. Chicken soup spilled on the fine carpet, leaving a pool of grease.
The smile on Yao Xiaoman's face froze instantly, and his face became gloomy.
"Shen Yitong, do you think you still have the capital to be proud? Wake up! Soon you will become an abandoned wife of a wealthy family and be kicked out!"
Shen Yitong looked at Yao Xiaoman coldly, this former best friend has now become a rival in love.
"I'm still Mrs. Qiao!" A few words jumped out of his mouth, which was a deliberate counterattack.
Yao Xiaoman's face changed slightly.
Yes, Shen Yitong is still Mrs. Qiao, as long as she doesn't divorce Qiao Zi'an, she, Yao Xiaoman, is just a contemptible mistress.
"Don't worry, you will soon become the next wife!" Yao Xiaoman raised her eyebrows and grinned.
Everything went as expected, very smooth!
Her carefully woven net is about to close, as long as she works harder, she will be the biggest winner.
Thinking of this, Yao Xiaoman proudly raised the corners of his mouth, and shot provocative eyes over.
"Shen Yitong, how does it feel to have a miscarriage?"
Shen Yitong's face changed drastically, a flash of light flashed through her mind, it was her!
She must be behind the scenes!