C78

Please, don't abandon me

This man was none other than Zhong Haojie.

He looked badly hurt, his face bruised and bruised, his head swathed in gauze, a neck brace around his neck, his right hand and left leg in plaster, probably broken.

"Tu Ying, what are you pretending for! How could Haojie be like this, you didn't know?! " Hearing that I was pretending to be stupid, Zhong Ruoqing became even angrier, and asked me with a questioning tone: "Why didn't you call the police that day? You just stand there and watch us die! "

Heh, she actually found out.

However, wasn't her words too ridiculous?

"Call the police?" I raised my eyebrows, chuckled, and mockingly said, "I'm going to call the police. Who should the police arrest then?"

Thinking about the disgusting thing that Zhong Haojie did to me that day, my stomach churned and I felt like vomiting, but I held it in.

Zhong Ruoqing was so angry that her face turned red, she clenched her fists tightly, as though she wanted to hit me. I smiled to myself. She wouldn't dare.

"Calm down." I smirked as I pretended to comfort her. "His injuries aren't that severe. He'll be fine after a few days. Once he comes out, he'll be a great hero."

My sarcastic remarks are too obvious, Zhong Ruoqing was angered to the point that her voice rose, "Small injury?" She stared at me, her eyes full of anger. "Do you know Vajra? He?"

She was so agitated that she couldn't finish her sentence. Tears welled up in her eyes again.

"What happened to him?" I didn't care about Zhong Haojie's life or death in the first place, but seeing that Zhong Ruoqing was so agitated, I couldn't understand it, and I was also very curious, so I asked her about it.

Realizing that he had lost control of his emotions in front of his enemy, Zhong Ruoqing immediately wiped his tears away with a handkerchief, returning to his former haughtiness and hostility.

"It has nothing to do with you!" She glared at me, her voice full of hatred.

Forget it, it's not like I have anything to do with Zhong Haojie's death.

I smiled nonchalantly and turned away.

He had only taken two steps when he heard Zhong Ruoqing warning me with a voice filled with hatred, "Tu Ying, let's wait and see. I won't let you off!"

I heard, heh, she wants to play along with Lou Shaotang?

Lou Shaotang likes to threaten me, but she's coming too?

However, she was nothing! Trying to scare me?

I stuck out my lower lip and didn't stop walking, taking her words as fart.

After coming out from Little Yu's place, I went to the obstetrics and gynecology department.

I thought that I had made sufficient mental preparations to face it calmly, but when I was really on the verge of doing so, I realized that I had overestimated myself.

Sitting in a chair outside the operation room, my whole heart was filled with anxiety. My heart was palpitating. It felt like I was nervous, sad, and reluctant to leave.

I took a few deep breaths, closed my eyes, and cursed myself.

Tu Ying, is there something wrong with your head? This is Lou Shaotang's child, why should we not let him go? So what if you don't want to part with it, what if you give birth to Lou Shaotang? He won't! Besides, that bastard isn't fit for you to give him a baby.

He doesn't love you, and you don't love him!

This child was born without any love, and would only be laughed at.

Therefore, there was nothing that he couldn't bear to part with, and he didn't need to be condemned by his conscience.

This child had to be beaten up if he wanted to get rid of him!

"Auntie, do you have a little brother here?"

Just as I was making up my mind again, a young child's voice slipped into my ear.

I opened my eyes and saw a little girl about four or five years old. She was standing next to me.

Seeing that she revealed a row of white, small, and cute teeth, I smiled and stroked her head. "How did you know it was my younger brother?" I asked her.

"Because my mother had a baby brother." The little girl told me very seriously, and then looked back at a woman with a big belly.

My eyes followed her.

The woman smiled at me. She probably thought I was here for an examination like her, so she asked me with concern, "How many months have you had?"

"Three months." I gave her a smile, but it wasn't very deep.

"Do you have a big reaction now?"

I shook my head, thinking that if only I had been more responsive, I wouldn't have known it so late.

"It's only just started. I don't feel anything. In a few months, when you have a belly as big as mine, you will know how hard it is." said the woman, stroking her bulging belly naturally by the side of her hand.

Seeing her grumbling, but her face full of maternal happiness, I curled my lips, but didn't smile at all. Instead, I felt quite bitter in my heart.

I won't know. This child will never have a chance to let me know.

The woman comforted me, "You don't have to be too nervous. The child is an angel that the heavens have bestowed upon us. He is linked to us by the soul, so even if he knows that you have worked hard, he still won't suffer too much."

I smiled wistfully. At this moment, my name was called on the radio.

It's my turn!

My heart skipped a beat.

After changing into my surgical scrubs, I lay down on the surgical bed. I was getting more and more nervous, and my hands and feet were all cold. I clenched my fists and tried to cheer myself up: Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it won't be long, it won't be long.

Perhaps because my nervousness had leaked too clearly, the doctor came over, gave me a few symbolic words of relief, and then asked me a few questions, which I answered one by one.

Feeling that I was in good shape, the doctor injected me with anesthetic and went off to prepare the instruments for the operation.

I don't know if it was the effect of the anesthetic, but as I lay there, I suddenly felt dizzy and I felt like I was going to sleep.

I slowly doze my eyes off

"Mommy ~"

Where is this? I looked around suspiciously, but after a long time there was no one here but me.

"Mommy ~"

Just as I was wondering, the voice came again. It sounded like it came from behind me.

When I turned around, I saw a very pretty little boy standing not far in front of me. He had a pair of large wings on his back.

Seeing me, the little boy grinned and smiled sweetly at me.

I was stunned.

Angel?

But he was quickly scared, because I realized that he looked a little like Lou Shaotang!

"You, who are you?" I was stiff and a little scared.

"Mom, I'm your son." He walked over to me, his sweet smile unabated.

"…" I took a deep breath and stared at him in disbelief, carefully examining his young face a few times. I didn't say that he looked similar to me, especially his bright eyes, which were the most beautiful of my facial features.

I was too shocked to speak.

The wings behind him were breaking as he cried.

My heart suddenly ached.

"Mommy, Mommy, I beg you to keep me, keep me!" He begged with tears streaming down his face.

His wings were already completely broken, and he instantly disappeared when he landed on the ground. At this moment, his small body also slowly started to fade away.

"No!"

I screamed and opened my eyes, which stung from the glare of the powerful operating light.

I suddenly woke up. It was all a dream!

I raised my hand to wipe away the cold sweat on my forehead. Seeing that the doctor was about to reach down to me with a pair of duck-bill pliers, I cried out, "Doctor, I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to do it!"

After saying that, I immediately jumped off the bed. No matter how Doctor shouted at me from behind, I didn't listen. I quickly escaped from the operation room …