He sat back again, staring at the slender figure outside the window, his curled fingers tapped on the tabletop, his eyes were dark.
'Ding~' At this moment, a text message came from the mobile phone.
Fu Sinian frowned and slid to open the screen. It was a text message from an unfamiliar number.
"A-nian, how are you doing?"
The word'A Nian' suddenly came into view, as if instantly awakened all his sleeping factors and the youthful breath that had been deposited for a long time.
If the muffled thunder struck overhead, muffled artillery blasted.
A faint look appeared in Fu Sinian's eyes. He suddenly remembered the number a while ago, which was also an unfamiliar number, and suddenly sent a picture to his mobile phone.
The woman in the picture has neat short hair, a white coat, and a stethoscope, but she can't hide the gentleness between her thin eyebrows.
That face that had faded from childishness was no different from the woman in his heart, except that she had long hair and shawls at that time, with bright eyes and white teeth.
However, he clearly watched her die with his own eyes...
Fu Sinian held the phone with his distinct palms, his strength getting stronger and stronger. Who was playing such a boring game with him
Rubbing the phone screen with his fingers, he moved the text message to the trash mailbox.
Tell Jiang Yi, "Drive!"
The body is worthy of passing by, and the gust of wind almost irritates Qiao Yimo
fall.
The sharp pain in the lower abdomen made her unable to straighten her waist, so she could only stumble into the residential building, the first floor, the second floor...the third floor.
Room 305, her home.
"Mom, mom, open the door..."
Qiao Yimo leaned against the door and patted the door weakly.
When the pain was at its extreme, she felt dizzy, and she felt like crying.
"Hey, Momo, how are you..."
Mother Qiao heard the sound and opened the door.
In her exclamation, Qiao Yimo finally fell softly.
…
Two days later, the municipal hospital
"Mommy mommy… "
The crying little man ran farther and farther, and she couldn't catch it anyway.
Qiao Yimo was flustered, and the hand under the quilt gradually tightened, and the pain immediately irritated her. It was pure white with a pungent smell of medicine, and there was a needle on the back of his hand.
She moved her eyes in a daze, and suddenly saw two old figures beside the bed, and called out in a dumb voice: "Dad? Mom?"
"Oh, Momo, you finally woke up and scared mom to death."
The middle-aged woman by the bed hurriedly looked at her, tears suddenly fell.
His mother kept crying, his father's face was gloomy, and there were a few infusion packs hanging beside him. Qiao Yimo became more flustered and wanted to sit up, "Mom, I... what's wrong?"
Mother Qiao wiped her tears
, Lightly accused, "What's the matter? You fainted in my arms as soon as my mother opened the door. Are you trying to scare me and your dad to death?"
When Father Qiao heard the crying, the anxiety on his face became deeper, and he looked at her sternly, with a deep tone, "You tell me clearly, what is going on? You became pregnant like this, Fu Sinian? You are his wife. , Doesn't he know that he cares about you?"
Qiao Yimo's pupils were out of focus, and there was no blood on his pale face.
She suddenly remembered the bizarre dream just now, and she stretched out her slender white fingers in a daze, and firmly grasped Mother Qiao's hand, shaking her lips nervously and nervously, "Mom... my child, how is it?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the room fell silent.
Mom Qiao covered her face and sobbed lowly, and Dad Qiao turned her face away, as if she didn't want her to see her expression.
The ** woman, her face is weak and translucent, weak and thin, and her black-and-white eyes looked at the ceiling dumbly.
She suddenly pulled her lips and chuckled, her voice hoarse as if she was about to cry, "It's gone, right?"
The doctor said during the previous examination that her fetus was unstable, she could not exercise vigorously, and she could not be overly excited.
After being on the set for a while, she should have expected this ending.
"Yimo, you are still young, and there will always be children again!"
(End of this chapter)