"What's wrong?"
“…” His throat felt as if there was cotton stuck in it. His lips moved a few times but he couldn’t utter a word.
"Is there something wrong? Something about the child?"
Xia Xingchen took a deep breath, finally suppressed her emotions, and replied, "No, it's not that I have something to do..."
"That is?"
"It's Weiyang..." Xia Xingchen dug his fingers hard on the balcony, his whole body trembling, "She... her child is gone... and she is still in danger of death..."
Bai Yeqing was obviously also shocked.
Over there, he didn't say a word for a long time.
He doesn't know how to comfort people.
However, at this moment, it was obviously inappropriate to say anything rational to her.
"I'll try to come back as soon as possible." He finally said solemnly. He knew that at this time, she would need him.
Xia Xingchen sniffed, held back her sobs, and said in a muffled voice, "I just feel bad... I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it when she wakes up..."
"She and Yichen are still young. We can have children again in the future. Maybe it's not our destiny yet." His voice was deep and slow, which made her feel better. "Go to bed early tonight. Go to the hospital and stay with her for the next few days. Also... comfort Yichen."
"I know."
… … … … …
the other side.
In the dark night, Fu Yichen buried his child with his own hands.
There is no photo or even a name on the stone tablet.
He leaned over and kissed the stone tablet deeply, and his big tears fell on the stone slab.
The lips were trembling.
Baby, although, in the end, we are not destined to live together, not destined to hear you call "Dad", not destined to see you cry, see you laugh, see you grow up, but... Dad loves you so much...
Mom is the same, she loves you with her life...
There was a small pit next to it, where all the clothes and gifts he and she had prepared for the child during this period of time were buried.
He did all this silently, and every burying movement was like digging out his own heart.
After everything was done, he sat in front of the tombstone blankly for two hours. During these two hours, he didn't even know what he was thinking.
only…
For two hours he sat there as though he were totally unaware. He did not even notice when a branch fell on his shoulder.
Two hours later, he came to consciousness and returned to the hospital.
After taking a shower and shaving, he tried hard to hide the haggard and decadent look he had during the day, and seemed to be much more energetic.
Even the nurses who saw him in the hospital were a little scared, and everyone looked at each other.
"Doctor Fu, have you recovered?" But it's only been less than a day! He was so sad just now, as if he was about to die. How could he look like he was fine so quickly
The head nurse sighed, "How can you cheer up? How can you cheer up so quickly after something like this? But... you have to cheer up. His wife still needs him."
Having said this, everyone looked at the lonely and sad figure with sympathy and pity.
… … … … … …
Fu Yichen is very busy.
Running between the police station and the hospital.
After Fu Yichen's parents learned about this, they rushed over from their hometown the next day. When Lai Fengyi heard about the child and saw Wei Yang lying in the intensive care unit, she lost control of her emotions and cried while hugging her son.
"How am I going to explain this to Weiyang's mother?" Lai Fengyi sobbed, "Yesterday we said we would take our children to travel around the world."
Father Fu was also very upset. He even thought of a name last night, but...
"Okay, stop crying. What's the use of crying now that it's like this?" Father Fu hugged his wife away from his son.
Fu Yichen's eyes were red, but he just took a deep breath and tried to speak in a calm and calm voice: "Mom, this is a hospital, no noise is allowed. You and Dad go back first, and come back when Weiyang wakes up."
"It's already like this... How can I go back with peace of mind?"
Fu Yichen said nothing more, took out the key from his pocket and handed it to Fu's father.
Although Father Fu was also extremely sad, his emotions were much more stable than that of his grandmother. He took the key and looked at his son seriously, "Has the murderer been caught?"
When he mentioned that person, Fu Yichen's face turned a little colder. His tight lips moved and he only uttered a "hmm".
Lai Fengyi burst into tears, "I want to cut him into pieces! Scum! How can you do that! Scum!"
"I'll take your mother home first." Seeing that more and more people were watching, it was really inappropriate to make such a scene in the hospital, so Father Fu hugged Lai Fengyi and walked out. Lai Fengyi stumbled along the way, her emotions out of control,
Fu Yichen clenched his hands tightly in the pockets of his white coat, and pinched his fingertips into his palms.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before his breathing finally became smooth. His eyes gradually regained their calm.
… … … … … …
These days, when Bai Yeqing was not at home, Shen Min came from Liangcheng to accompany Xia Xingchen.
After hearing about Wei Yang's story, I felt very sad.
Five days later.
Chi Weiyang was transferred from the intensive care unit to a general ward. Not only was he out of danger, he also finally woke up.
This is probably the only thing worth celebrating.
After listening to Fu Yichen, Xia Xingchen made the soup herself.
"Dabao, I want to go with you to see my godmother." Seeing that she was putting on her coat, Xia Dabai put down his homework and followed her.
Xia Xingchen wanted to agree, but after thinking about it, she shook her head and said, "My godmother just woke up today, so she must be in low spirits. You should stay at home and do your homework and accompany your grandma."
She was actually more worried that Wei Yang would be sad because of seeing Da Bai. At that time, she did say that it was because of Da Bai that she wanted a boy so much. But now...
She sighed.
Seeing her emotions like this, Xia Dabai stopped asking for more and just nodded, "Then you have to comfort godmother for me and tell her that Dabai is worried about her too."
Xia Xingchen kissed his soft little face and said, "I will definitely tell your godmother for you."
When she changed her clothes and came out, Shen Min had already prepared the soup. She put it in a thermos and handed it to her.
"She must be very upset when she wakes up and knows about this. You don't have to say anything to comfort her. No comfort is useful at this time. Mom knows it best." Shen Min has experienced this kind of heart-wrenching pain herself, so no one can understand it better than her. She said, "Just hug her. If she wants to cry, let her cry. Don't let her suppress her emotions. It's not good for her."
"good."