Chapter 1613： The child is gone 4

The white ceiling, the white sheets, everything is white.

Her eyes were hollow and her expression was blank.

Raised his hand stiffly and touched his flat belly.

Although she was less than two months pregnant, she didn't show her belly before, and she felt the same to the touch, but she knew that there was something missing.

That is her child.

Tears slid down the corners of the eyes.

Fang Jiming hadn't slept all night, and was very nervous when she saw her wake up.

When he saw her subconscious action, he felt as if he was stuffed with a box of huanglian, bitter and tight.

"Jiaojiao..."

The voice is hoarse, where is the magnetism in the ordinary day.

Wang Jiaohua didn't move, she still looked at the ceiling blankly, still touching her belly again and again with her hands.

Fang Jiming couldn't bear it, he stood up and leaned over to face her.

"Jiaojiao, are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

Wang Jiaohua's hollow eyes slowly turned twice, and stared at him, "Senior..."

Fang Jiming was excited, and hurriedly reached out and stroked her face, "I am here."

"Where is the child, where is my child."

His eyes were red instantly, his mouth was full of bitterness, and his voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound.

Seeing his expression, Wang Jiaohua's eyes were blurred, and she was covered with a thick layer of mist.

"The child is okay, right? You said you would save my child." The crying voice, like a cry, is heartbreaking.

"Wife, we are still young and will have children."

Wang Jiaohua's emotions finally collapsed, and she burst into tears.

Even if there are more children in the future, it won't be this.

Her child is gone, her child...

"Woo..."

Seeing her crying, Fang Jiming felt like a sharp blade was thrust into his heart, stirring constantly, stirring his heart dripping with blood.

So hurt, so painful.

However, he knew she was in more pain.

How much she cares about this child, and when her career is most brilliant, she is willing to give up everything to give birth to this child.

But now, the child is gone.

How should he face her.

I can only hold her tightly, let her cry, let her vent.

Wang Jiaohua cried so sad and desperately that she cried until she finally collapsed.

Her child...

Her child...

Who will pay her for a child, hum.

The whole ward, and even the whole floor, echoed her heart-piercing cry.

So miserable, so sad.

Fang Lan stood outside the ward, listening to the desperate cry inside, her heart sinking continuously.

She didn't know how long she had been crying, but when she was so tired, Wang Jiaohua fainted directly.

Almost frightened Fang Jiming to his death, he hurriedly called a doctor, checked and infused nutrition liquid, and tossed for a long time.

Fang Jiming kept guarding by the bed, not daring to close his eyes, just guarding her like this.

He didn't dare to tell her parents that if something like this happened, he didn't even have the face to face her parents.

When asked her parents for the household registration, he vowed to love her and take care of her in this life.

But just a few days after getting married, he took care of her like this.

Heartache, but so.

When Wang Jiaohua woke up again, it was already evening.

She cried loudly at noon, and her mood had stabilized and she was very quiet.

It's alarmingly quiet.

Fang Lan came in, facing Wang Jiaohua at this time, Fang Lan's expression was very unnatural.

She put the chicken broth in her hand on the table, "The doctor said that she was weak after giving birth, so she should make up more."

Wang Jiaohua didn't speak, but looked at her with a calm and terrifying look.