Chapter 593

Hearing that the child was ok, song Qinghuan turned his head up and closed his eyes to keep out the cold.

Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with the child. If something happens to the child because of him, then she will never forgive him all her life.

"Huan'er..." When the cold holding her hand, and gently asked: "do you feel uncomfortable?"

She closed her eyes and didn't say a word. She just slid her hand out of his.

When the expression of cold stiff stiff, in the heart hard a pull, pain unceasingly.

"I'll ask the doctor to come in and check for you. You can lie down for a while," he said

Song Qinghuan still didn't make a sound. He didn't know if he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

After a while, the doctor came in and gave song Qinghuan a simple examination, which confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the adults and children, but the fetal position was a little unstable, so he had to be hospitalized for observation.

After the doctor left, Shi Yuhan sat beside the bed again, took a cotton swab and wet the water, wiped it on Song Qinghuan's mouth, and said softly, "do you want to drink some water?"

Song Qinghuan

Her heart is tired, especially tired, and she doesn't want to take care of it.

When the cold asked: "hungry? Shall I ask aunt he to make some soup and send it over? "

After waiting for a while, song Qinghuan still didn't say anything.

Shi Yuhan looked at her calm sleeping face, thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "you should be angry. It's my fault that I didn't protect you well."

Blame him, she dares there, what does he protect her for? Shouldn't he protect Zhang Jie?

So I care about Zhang Jie. There is only Zhang Jie in my eyes. I don't want to glance at her.

Song Qinghuan finally slowly opened his eyes, eyes fell on Shi Yuhan's face, a pair of water eyes slightly swollen red, hoarse voice, weak: "Shi Yuhan, I regret it."

It's too low. Shiyuhan didn't hear what she was saying.

A very shallow smile, blooming in the corner of his mouth, when the cold side face close to her, low voice: "what do you say?"

Song Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled and his voice was a little bigger than just now, but he was still hoarse: "I said I regret it!"

When the cold face faint smile, stiff in the face.

Song Qinghuan continued, his voice with a sense of wrecking the boat: "I regret that I am like a fool, looking at you and loving you, but I can't get a word of your response, and I am still playing in my heart like a fool."

When the cold drooping eyes straight looking at her, seems to be looking into her heart, to see her mind at the moment the same idea.

For a moment, when his eyes flashed, Shi Yuhan suddenly stood up straight and avoided the sight of song Qinghuan: "the people who survived should have a good rest. You should sleep a little longer. I'll ask aunt he to make some soup for you."

Song Qinghuan, a little exhausted, gently called her name: "keep out the cold when it's cold!"

When the cold gently looked at her, head down, gently, painfully in her eyebrow kiss, "I'm here, you lie down, I'll go back."

"Let's divorce."

When song Qinghuan said this, he felt that he had lived for more than 20 years, and no moment was more sober and comfortable than now.

Then he raised his hand and gently covered song Qinghuan's abdomen, smiling gently: "you are a mother, and the child is very good and good."

He only thinks that song Qinghuan is in a temper. He doesn't listen to song Qinghuan's divorce at all. Even if he does, he won't take it as a matter.

Divorce, this life is impossible!