Even at that moment she knew it would be the end, but she still could not avoid heartache.

People who have not lost will not understand, will not understand that kind of arduous and painful, but because of this, she does not regret. Although she does not know the purpose of the man, she knows that Alai can never endure such pain again.

Su Mo Han gently raised her small face, kiss the tears on her cheek, hoarse voice whispered: "we will have in the future, how much you want, we will have as much."

Ye Fei has a sour nose, but no matter how many, there will never be one

Although thinking like this, ye Fei did not say, just nodded gently and looked at him and said, "is it a boy or a girl?"

"Boy."

Su Mo Han's throat is tight. He is a boy who has already formed, but he has some problems in his growth.

If you have to use the words of doctors, they should be happy, otherwise the child must be born with a problem.

Ye Fei gently nodded, silent and did not speak.

Su Mohan gets up and washes a towel to help her wipe her crying face, while ye Fei is sitting on the bed with some wood and wood, not knowing what she is thinking.

Su Mo Han is not in a good mood. It is self-evident that she lost her child. Before that, ye Fei had to undergo surgery for several hours to get out of danger.

It was like a battle for him, terrified and exhausted.

Su Mohan opened the food box and fed some liquid food to Ye Fei. While carefully feeding it into her mouth, he whispered: "you are weak now. You have to eat more to recover well. Otherwise, if the recovery is not good, it will affect future fertility."

Smell speech, originally want to refuse leaf imperial concubine to eat a lot of things.

Just because of the poor appetite, tasteless food, to the end only feel a bout of nausea.

Su Mo Han can't bear to force her again, put things aside and say softly: "do you want to play games and sleep again?"

Ye Fei turned her head and looked at him. Her hair was very messy and her suit was stained with dust and blood. She must have scared him.

"Sorry, Su Mohan." Ye Fei spoke softly.

"If you feel sorry, get better earlier and give me more." Su Mo Han spoke softly.

The leaf imperial concubine peeps out some ugly smile: "you haven't eaten yet."

"Yes."

"I don't believe it." Ye Fei spoke softly.

Su Mo Han looked at her speechless, and ye Fei reached for the food box at the head of the bed and whispered: "it's late. It seems that you can only make do with what I have left."

Smell speech, Su Mo Han also did not say much, bow head to eat up.

Ye Fei took his mobile phone and sat aside, opened the interface of the game, but staring at the interface has been a daze, did not move for a long time.

"Sleep if you're tired. I'll stay with you."

Ye Fei raised two wrapped hands like zongzi and helped him gently untie his tie: "you go to take a shower, I'll wait for you to sleep together."

Su Mo Han looked at her anxiously, and finally nodded to the bathroom.

Ye Fei looked at her body and changed into clean clothes. She was wiped clean and her eyes were moist.

He was so busy with her that he forgot himself.

Ye Fei leaned against the head of the bed and couldn't help thinking of the woman she met in the market.

Is she Alai?

But she was dead in the abandoned factory.

What's more, isn't Alai infertile? How can he have a child?

No, it's less than four months since I left Tang Jinlong's Island, so the child can't be Alai's