Jiang ChuChu was pushed out, Jiang morfei quickly came to check the situation, but was preempted by Su Yi.
She turned to the doctor. "How's my sister?"
The doctor took off the mask and said, "adults are OK. They have lost too much blood. They need to be well trained for a while. As for children, I'm sorry..."
Jiang Mo held the doctor's arm in both hands and shook it vigorously, "why is it like this? Why is that? Didn't I tell you again and again to keep the baby? "
"Pregnant women with anemia, coupled with excessive blood loss, adults have been very lucky to be rescued." The doctor sighed.
Jiang Mo looks at Jiang ChuChu, who is pushed away. Her face turns pale suddenly. When she wakes up, how can she tell her that the child has not been saved!
Jiang Mo clenched his fist and stood in the same place. Although they didn't say a few words yesterday, she could feel the initial expectation for the child.
Although she is very free and easy, Jiang Mo knows that it is not so easy for her to let go of Zhou Hao.
Children are her greatest expectation.
But now -
"Zhou Hao, are you very satisfied with the result? What's it like to lose a loved one? " Jiang Mo vented all the resentment in his heart to Zhou Hao.
"Once upon a time, you lost your sister, so after you found the person back, you asked Zhou Han for help because you felt guilty and wanted to make up for it. Now, you kill your child indirectly, but this time, even if you want to make up for it, you have no chance. "
Jiang Mo walked up to him and laughed wildly, "you may have other children in the future, but you can't change it. Your first child died in your hands because of your selfishness."
She looked at him provocatively, "Zhou Hao, you think you'd better not be a father, because you -- don't -- deserve it!"
Zhou Hao holds the wheelchair with both hands, and the back of his hand is green. He highlights and suppresses the emotion in his heart.
Jiang Mo dropped his eyes and aimed at his hands, and the curve of his lips rose more. "I really want to know, are you angry more, forehead or regret more?"
Zhou Hao's eyes are as deep as a pool of water, without waves and waves. He covers up his emotions perfectly.
"Jiang Mo, you don't have to say these words to stimulate me. I never regret the decision Zhou Hao made." The deep voice was firm and powerful.
Jiang Mo sank his face. "Good. I hope you can always remember what you said today."
Jiang Mo no longer pays attention to him and goes directly to the ward of Jiang Chu.
Mo Jingtian has been following her side, always paying attention to her mood. When he entered Zhou Haozhi, he stopped a little, "don't think you are the smartest, the most resourceful and the most powerful city. You will also become the chess pieces in other people's hands."
Mo Jingtian didn't have time to talk nonsense with him. Before he left, the rest of his eyes swept Zhou Han sitting in the wheelchair. Then he crossed the two men, quickened their pace and caught up with him.
Zhou Han's face was pale, "brother, I want to go back and have a rest."
Zhou Hao's distracted attention ignores the trembling in her voice and the strong fear.
"Brother? brother? What do you want to be so preoccupied with? " Zhou Hao didn't move. Zhou Han called out several times.
"I'll push you back." Zhou Hao did not answer her question, but pushed her toward the ward.
In Jiang ChuChu's ward, Su Yi has been sitting in front of her bed, tears streaming.
Looking at her pale face and skinned lips, Jiang Mo felt even more miserable.
"It shouldn't be like this. How could it be? How could Jiang ChuChu miscarry? " Su Hebai whispered softly.
This is not the same as his memory. In his memory, Jiang ChuChu's child was born well. Although his constitution was not good and he was not enough before, he did survive.
Why is it like this? What went wrong?
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Mo keenly heard his words and asked in doubt.
Su Hebai was staring at her I'm just sorry for the beginning
He's su Hebai felt sorry for her. Everyone in the ward was not in a high mood.
Mo Jingtian almost stays by Jiang Mo's side, afraid that who will stimulate her again.
At noon, Mo Jingtian specially ordered a nutritious meal for the diner and sent him to the hospital. However, at this time, no one has any appetite.
Jiang Mo didn't have any appetite. She took the lunch box to Jiang Jinhua and said, "Dad, how much do you eat? Mom needs you to take care of it."
Jiang Jinhua sighed heavily. He also loved his daughter. However, he was the pillar of the family, and Su Yi needed his care.
Watching Jiang Jinhua coax Su Yi to eat, and then looking at Jiang ChuChu, who is still in a coma, Jiang Mo is very sour and can only leave the ward.
Mo Jingtian didn't persuade her to eat. He knew that in this situation, no matter what he said, he could not eat.
However, she did not say a word and kept silent all the time, which was not a good phenomenon.They went to the small garden in the hospital. The garden was full of lilac landscape flowers, clumps and clusters. In the hot afternoon, it was very lively.
Mo Jingtian took Jiang Mo's hand and took him to the bench under the willow tree and sat down.
"Take a rest. If you go on, you'll get sunstroke." Mo Jingtian said softly.
Jiang Mo leaned against the back of the chair, looked up at the thick willow trees, and the soft notes fluttered in the wind. "What would she do if she knew that the child was gone?"
Finally, Jiang Mo took the lead.
Mo Jingtian took her hand, pinched her soft palm, "will be very sad."
Jiang Mo sighed, pursed his lips, and began to be silent again.
"But she'll get better soon." Mo Jingtian added.
Jiang Mo turned his head and looked at him, and asked uncertainly, "will she?"
"She will." The soft voice of Mo Jingtian is full of firmness.
Looking at her puzzled eyes, Mo Jingtian moved towards her position, raised his hand and rubbed her long hair, "don't always think about protecting her behind her, you have been protecting her like this, all costs can."
"She's my sister, and I'll take care of her." Jiang Mo didn't agree with him.
"But she has grown up and matured. Do you think a girl is still the sister who needs your protection and stability? "
Mo Jingtian asked in a soft voice.
Jiang Mo droops his eyes and ponders.
Mo Jingtian continued, "don't underestimate Jiang ChuChu. Her mind and endurance are far beyond your imagination. She is not a girl who can't deal with things, but a strong woman who can achieve the brand of Jiang's jewelry in a competitive and stimulating market. "
"Don't worry, she can carry it."
Ginger foam suddenly realized, however, clear eyes are still dark and dark, "can carry down, or will hurt."
"Growth, there is a price to pay." Mo Jingtian sighed.
"It's just that price. It's too heavy." Jiang Mo sighed, "I'd better go to see her. It may be better if someone talks."