Chapter 722 That Child

The more Tong Huaer spoke, the more agitated she became. Her tears fell down quickly. She clutched her hair tightly and her mind was filled with the child!

"Enough!" Zong Beili's cold voice suddenly interrupted her, and he took a step forward and pulled her into his arms, "It's not your fault! Tong Huaer, it's not your responsibility!"

"My child is gone... I can't sleep... I can't sleep... He's dead..."

Tong Huaer broke down in tears, her mouth was full of nonsense, and she kept repeating the fact that the child was gone.

It was the first time since her miscarriage that she had collapsed like this. Although she acted like a normal person every day, she never came out of the shadows!

All of a sudden, Huaer, the child in the chaos, bit Zong Beili's shoulder with his mouth open. The man who was holding her groaned. His arms suddenly tightened and he frowned. He raised a hand to comfort her on the back, "It's not your fault! It's okay..."

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have lost that child. She would still be happy to be a mother, instead of crying like this!

"Tong Huaer, it's not your fault! It's me! If you want to blame me, blame me!" Zong Beili hugged her tightly.

Gradually, Tong Huaer finally calmed down. The rusty smell in her mouth pulled her back to her senses. Her clenched mouth gradually loosened, and her eyes stared blankly at the blood on his white shirt on his shoulder...

"It's not your fault! I was the one who killed that child, and I was responsible for everything!"

Zong Beili raised her chin and stared at her closely.

Tong Huaer blinked and opened his mouth, "Zong Beili..."

"I'm sorry!"

Zong Beili said word by word.

"...

Tong Huaer looked at him in a daze. Zongbei sighed, picked her up and strode towards the bed.

Tong Huaer was placed on the big bed by Zong Beili, and Zong Beili's tall figure squatted down in front of her, wiping away the tears on her face with his big hands, "I'll stay with you about the baby, but from today onwards, no more sleeping pills!

"...

Tong Huaer was shocked and frowned at him.

"There's no room for negotiation!" Zong Beili continued.

"...

Tong Huaer was stunned. He bit his lips and lowered his head. He did not speak again.

Seeing that she did not speak again, Zong Beili frowned and went to the doctor's office to get a towel to wipe her face.

"Your wound..." Tong Huaer looked at the wound on his shoulder.

Zongbei didn't even blink, "It's okay."

It's bleeding. How can it be okay?

Tong Huaer frowned, his small face full of guilt, and said, "You sit here. You go find a medicine box to bandage you."

After that, Tong Huaer got up and ran downstairs.

Zongbei li wanted to stop her, but he thought it would be better if she had something to do, so that she wouldn't have to think about it again. He frowned and sat down on the sofa, his handsome face somewhat solemn.

Downstairs, Tong Huaer had just come down the stairs when he saw Nanny Wu standing anxiously at the top of the stairs. When he saw her, he quickly walked over, "Young mistress, you and Master zong......"

"We're fine." Tong Huaer smiled.

Nanny Wu frowned and said, "Young mistress, why do you take sleeping pills? You..."

"Nanny Wu." Tong Huaer suddenly interrupted Nanny Wu and said to her, "Zong Beili is injured. I want to bandage him."

"Young master Zong... Okay, I'll get the medicine box right away!"

Nanny Wu quickly brought the medicine box over.

Tong Huaer thanked Nanny Wu and hurried upstairs with the medicine box. Nanny Wu looked at her with a complicated face behind her and shook his head helplessly.

She bit deeply. After dressing Zong Beili, Tong Huaer packed the medicine box and sat on the bed in a daze.

"Sleep."

Zong Beili reached out and pulled her into his arms. He raised his hand and turned off the light in the room, leaving only one lamp on the bed.

"Don't you still have a job?" Tong Huaer said.

"We'll deal with it tomorrow." There was a faint expression on zongbei's face.

"...

Tong Huaer bit his lips and looked at him. Without saying anything, he lay down quietly on the bed.

Zong Beili did not speak again, his strong arms wrapped around her.

The only sound in the room was their shallow breathing. As time passed, Tong Huaer opened his closed eyes and stared at the ceiling.

"Still can't sleep?"

Zong Beili's deep voice rang in his ears.

Tong Huaer turned to look at him and nodded, "Yes."

"You miss children again?" Zongbei stood up sharply and looked at her with a frown.

His handsome face was condescending. Tong Huaer looked at him and said, "Why don't we start tomorrow? I'll take my medicine today."

She had really tried, trying to make herself fall asleep, even counting a thousand sheep, but she was still awake, not sleepy at all.

Zong Beili frowned as he watched Tong Huaer find the bottle and skillfully take one out. Frowning, he suddenly said, "Get me one too!"

"What?"

Tong Huaer turned his head and looked at him doubtfully.

"I'll eat with you." Zong Beili took the bottle from her hand and took one out.

Tong Huaer frowned. Zong Beili reached out to put the pill in his mouth and suddenly grabbed his arm!

"What's wrong?" Zong Beili frowned.

Tong Huaer blinked and said, "Forget it. I'm not eating." She took the medicine from him and put it back in the bottle with her. She looked up and smiled at zong Beili, "Go to sleep."

With that, Tong Huaer lay down on the bed and pulled the blanket over himself.

Zong Beili frowned and looked at her petite body. He also lay down and hugged her tightly in his arms. His big hands patted her back rhythmically to coax her.

The next day.

It was almost dawn when she fell asleep. It was already noon when Tong Huaer woke up.

Tong Huaer opened his eyes and sat up. He turned to look at the sun outside the window and rubbed his head. Suddenly, he saw a shadow in the corner of his eye and turned his head away.

"I'm awake." Zong Beili was sitting on the sofa in a suit, reading a document in his hand.

"Why are you still at home?" Tong Huaer was a little surprised.

"Wait for you." Zong Beili put down the document and stood up to walk towards her.

"Wait for me?" Tong Huaer looked at him doubtfully.

Zong Beili sat down on the big bed, pulled her into his arms behind him, and said in a low voice, "It's been a long time since you went to study painting. Duosuo called me several times. You should stay with him today."

"Why?"

Tong Huaer was a little strange.

You know, he never cared about her in the past, nor did he arrange for her to do anything.

"I don't want you to think too much." Zong Beili did not hide it from her. He looked at Tong Huaer with dark eyes and said, "I can't spend every minute with you, so I'll find something for you to do and distract you. It's better to think about those things."

Those things...

Tong Huaer was stunned, biting his lips and nodding, "Okay."