Seeing off shuianluo, Xinle looks back at the direction of the ward and touches her abdomen again. "Baby, everything from Mom and dad is on you. You have to be strong."

Xinle stood below for a while and then went upstairs. Her mother had already gone back, and Dr. Zhao and Dr. Qiu had also left. But when Dr. Liu wanted to leave, he wanted to say something to Xinle, but after looking back at Mo Lu Su, he still didn't say anything.

Xinle closes the door with curiosity, and then takes off her down jacket outside. Inside is the patient's suit. She also puts on this dress with honor. Mo Lu Su in the ward specially asks someone to add a bed, which can be regarded as helping Xinle prepare for hospitalization.

Xinle turned up the air conditioner, looked at Mo Lu Su and wanted to talk about remarriage, but when the words came to her mouth, she changed her direction. "Well, maybe I should increase the dosage. I think I can bear it, and the baby can also bear it."

"You're going to be miserable."

"Long pain is better than short pain." Xinle sat cross legged on the bed across a table from him, holding his chin and looking at Mo Lu Su, "I can hold on."

Mo Lu Su's eyes looked at her deeply. She could hold on, but he couldn't.

Xinle went over the air and put his hand on his uninjured arm. "I'm serious. I can accept everything from heaven. There's nothing more painful than that."

Tianxin is the name he chose for their daughter. Although Xinle doesn't know why, Tianxin should represent purity and holiness.

Mo Lu Su's arm moved slightly, and he held her hand as her hand fell from his arm.

At that time, because of entanglement, because of escape, he felt the death of his daughter when he really held the small, purple body, the overwhelming despair, the despair of losing the whole world.

Xinle looked at his slightly flashing eyes and said again, "Mo Lu Su, I can really stick to it." Because, I know you're worried about me, even if you don't say it.

Mo Lu Su found that he never really understood his wife, ex-wife, daughter's mother, and the mother of the small embryo.

She was stronger than he thought, even stronger than he was.

"Good." Mo Lu Su said, once again increased the strength of holding her hand, as if through this way, to tell her own worries.

Xinle, you can't have an accident, you know?

But he couldn't say it.

With permission, Xinle was satisfied and looked at the time again. "I have to find a way to get my mother away." Xinle said seriously. When she came out today, she saw her mother's eyes were red. Although her mother didn't cry in front of her, she thought that it was a kind of torment for her to let her mother wait outside.

Looking at Xinle's serious thinking, Mo Lu feels more and more distressed.

She is filial and cares about everyone she cares about.

But she didn't think about herself.

That kind of even painful feeling than hemodialysis, how can her slender body bear?

As a doctor, he saw countless men dying because of the pain of hemodialysis. At that time, he just looked indifferently, because he was a doctor. He knew that the pain was to fight for the time to live, which should be borne.

But the protagonist became Xinle, and he felt what is heartache.

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