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"Save me, save my child!"

The pain had caused Su Ranqing's forehead to be covered in sweat, and even her voice had become weak.

Song Zimo heard and was shocked, quickly getting up: "Where are you, I'll go find you!"

"I'm in Qiao Family, I'm begging you, take me to the hospital … …"

Su Ranqing could not lose this child, even if Qiao Lingyu had to tell her that he would beat her up.

How could he bear to beat his own child? They had been together for so long, and he had been looking forward to the birth of her and his child.

Just as Su Ranqing was about to lose consciousness, Song Zimo finally found her.

Along the way, Song Zimo kept thinking about whether or not he should help Su Ranqing. He didn't wish for the child in Su Ranqing's stomach to be born at all, but the moment he saw Su Ranqing again, his heart softened.

Su Ranqing curled up into a ball on the carpet, one hand pressing on her stomach, she looked extremely weak.

His heart suddenly throbbed.

He couldn't force her to leave at that time, but he thought that with their love, Su Ranqing would definitely wait for him.

Unfortunately, three years later, when he returned home, she was already a wife.

He was unwilling to be angered. He had forbidden himself, but unfortunately, he could not be loved.

Now, he could have chosen to buy time for her and another man's child to completely disappear, but he actually couldn't bear it anymore.

Song Zimo thought, he really loved Su Ranqing.

All of his exceptions were made for Su Ranqing.

He was a cold-hearted, cold-blooded person, but he was still unable to harden his heart towards Su Ranqing.

When he woke up from the hospital, Su Ranqing subconsciously touched her stomach.

"The child is still here."

An ice-cold voice was heard, but Su Ranqing heaved a sigh of relief.

She looked at Song Zimo who was at the side. His face was smelly, but her eyes were warm. "Thank you, Zimo."

Song Zimo's expression softened for a bit, and then became even more unsightly. He turned his head and looked at the window: "What are you thanking me for? The one who should be hoping the child disappears the most is me."

Su Ranqing stared blankly for a moment, but then still said: "No matter what, I thank you. You don't know how important this child is to me."

"Since you know what's important, why aren't you protecting him?" Song Zimo said in a strange voice.

He actually really wanted to care for her, but when he thought about how heartless this woman was towards him, he didn't want to say anything.

Su Ranqing turned her head to look at Song Zimo. When he smiled, it looked nice and gentle, but when he didn't laugh, it would cause people's hearts to turn cold for no reason.

However, he continued to smile, a smile that was like a mask, a smile that would not easily be revealed.

Su Ranqing had been used to seeing him smile because it was warm and gentle, but later on she discovered that his heart was actually very cold.

The moment he abandoned her, she swore she would forget him.

Song Zimo had always been a selfish person. There was no other choice but to call him, but she still wanted to believe in him one more time.

He didn't let her down.

Thinking about that, Su Ranqing suddenly felt like crying, and she looked at Song Zimo absentmindedly.

Very quickly, Song Zimo noticed Su Ranqing's gaze. He paused slightly, but in the end, he was still not used to treating him coldly, so the tight expression on his face loosened slightly. He looked at Su Ranqing with a bit of concern and asked: "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Su Ranqing shook her head. The doctor had already given her the safety needle, and she no longer felt any discomfort, but her heart was still in pain.

The moment Qiao Lingyu pushed her, images of him bringing An Ya away continuously flashed through her mind, causing her heart to ache.

At that moment, she was so desperate.

"Just now, I saw that Qiao Lingyu is also in this hospital …." Song Zimo thought about it, then said.

Su Ranqing suddenly paused, was he also here? Was she accompanying An Ya?

With that thought in mind, Su Ranqing asked: "Where is he?"

Song Zimo didn't want to tell Su Ranqing at first, but he really wanted to see Su Ranqing giving up hope. Perhaps, if he gave up hope, she would just accept her again?

With that thought, Song Zimo brought Su Ranqing to An Ya's sickroom.

The door to the ward was open, and Su Ranqing walked out soundlessly, and very quickly she was standing a meter away from the door. She did not continue going forward, and only looked at Qiao Lingyu and An Ya from afar.

Qiao Lingyu's expression was very gentle, that kind of gentleness was something that Su Ranqing had always had, just like poppy. But now that she was addicted to it and poisoned, this man actually took away all the things he gave her.

He forced her to give up on everything.

How could she accept this?

Su Ranqing pursed her lips, and looked at the two inside.

"Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable? If you do, you have to tell me in time. The doctor said you hit a cabinet and you'll probably get a concussion. "

The distance to the door was not close, and it was not far. Qiao Lingyu's words were heard by Su Ranqing every single time they landed, as her chest started to rise and fall, and her breathing started to become unstable.

Qiao Lingyu, ah, Qiao Lingyu, when she said this, did you not know that the person she was carrying in her stomach was his child, while he, almost accidentally killed him!

Su Ranqing felt that even her breathing and heart was in pain.

An Ya shook her head upon hearing Qiao Lingyu's words, and then looked at Qiao Lingyu worriedly: "Do you know how to leave scars? What if I left a scar on my forehead? Do you despise me for being ugly? "

An Ya's words made Qiao Lingyu smile. He rarely smiled, but every time he smiled, it would make people feel like the world was brightening.

He stretched out his hand to caress An Ya's hair, "Silly girl, even if you become the ugliest woman in the world, I won't despise you."

Su Ranqing had never heard Qiao Lingyu speak of such love before. Seeing their loving faces, Su Ranqing couldn't bear the pain in her heart and wanted to turn around and leave.

Hearing the footsteps from outside the door behind him, the gentleness in Qiao Lingyu's eyes became colder.

Hearing this, she should be more tactful.

Su Ranqing had only taken two steps when she saw Song Zimo standing there, waiting for her.

She pursed her lips, not wanting anyone to see her tears.

Two young nurses were chatting beside him, and one of them said.

"Being the wife of the Mr. Joe sure is fortunate, if only I could find such a handsome, rich and gentle man!"

"You'd better not be dreaming. But I'm also envious of that woman. Didn't you see him carrying her in? I was afraid that something might have happened to her. One look and you could tell that she cared deeply about him."

"That's right, that's right. It just touched my forehead when I fell, but Mr. Joe treated that girl like a treasure …"

… ….

Su Ranqing's gaze followed the two nurses who left and returned back to normal. The corner of her mouth was hooked with a taunting smile.

To be blessed when you are a Mrs. Joe? Pushed by her husband, yet still standing on Little San's side and hitting her? Was this the so-called blessing?