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She frowned and looked at the caller ID. It was Qiao Lingyu.

Su Ranqing's mouth was covered by a nurse, causing him to sob continuously.

She waved her hand and signaled the few men to bring Su Ranqing away.

When he was pushed into the operation room, a huge wave of despair enveloped Su Ranqing.

She closed her eyes as tears began to flow.

After struggling for so long, she had already lost all of her strength. She only felt a needle pierce into her body, causing her consciousness to dissipate.

When Qiao Lingyu rushed to the hospital, the door to the operation room was opened by someone. Su Ranqing was lying on the sickbed with a basin placed beside him.

A child of four months was already fully formed, even his gender could be determined, and a child that was a little older had transparent skin. Looking at such a small life form, Qiao Lingyu suddenly felt his nose sour.

This was his and Su Ranqing's child, but right now, he was lying quietly in the basin.

Qiao Lingyu clenched his fist tightly. He was a step too late, so he couldn't even protect his own child.

Su Ranqing was still lying on the sickbed and she felt that she did not have the courage to walk forward.

"You're late."

A male voice was heard.

Qiao Lingyu turned around and saw Song Zimo standing behind him with an expressionless face.

A person who would frequently smile would suddenly losing his smile one day, giving off a feeling of absolute panic. Qiao Lingyu felt as if his chest was filled with air, making him feel as if he couldn't even breathe.

Song Zimo walked over to Su Ranqing's sickbed. Due to the anesthetic, Su Ranqing was currently asleep and did not feel anything from the surroundings.

Qiao Lingyu couldn't help but take a step forward, but Song Zimo stopped him. "Stay away from her."

These words stung Qiao Lingyu, his heart felt as though it was being stabbed by a blade, and went from his heart to the depths of his soul.

Song Zimo lowered his head to look at Su Ranqing, and said with an indifferent voice: "The child is gone, you can stay away from her now."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Su Ranqing's bed and directly walked past him.

Qiao Lingyu raised his head. The white light above his head was shining, as if it had instantly pierced his eyes and caused him to tear up uncontrollably.

He wiped the tears away, but when he saw the embryo in the basin again, his tears began to flow again.

Child, child, this is his and Su Ranqing's child!

When An Ya came in, Qiao Lingyu's expression had already returned to normal, but the surroundings were still surrounded by a low pressure.

An Ya stepped forward and hugged Qiao Lingyu: "Ling Yu, don't be sad, she said herself that she wanted to beat the child to death. I've already advised her, she said that this child no longer has any meaning to live."

Qiao Lingyu's face, which had originally recovered, quickly darkened again.

He really wanted to dig out An Ya's heart and see what it was made of. He knew better than anyone how much Su Ranqing cared about this child, and how unwilling she was to give up this child.

He clenched his fists.

"I know. You go out first, I want to be alone for a while."

Qiao Lingyu's voice came out in a low voice. An Ya opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but remained silent. In the end, he gave a low reply, "Alright."

The moment An Ya left the room, she loosened her tightly clenched fists. In that instant earlier, he really almost lost control of himself.

If it were not for some matters, he really did not want to continue being hypocritical with An Ya.

On the sickbed, Su Ranqing slowly opened her eyes. The moment she woke up, she felt her heart collapse as she reached out her hand to touch her stomach.

She looked at her own stomach in confusion. Was she dreaming when An Ya sent her into the operation room?

She slightly tilted her stomach, causing the small lump of flesh inside to roll around in her stomach.

The child was still alive. Had she been dreaming before?

Su Ranqing thought suspiciously.

"You're awake."

Song Zimo's voice sounded out.

Su Ranqing curiously glanced at Song Zimo and asked, "Why are you here? I clearly remember that when I saw An Ya just now, she wanted to … take my child … "

Song Zimo stepped forward and made a "hush" gesture, causing Su Ranqing to look at him in confusion.

Song Zimo reached out to touch Su Ranqing's hand, and gently smiled at her.

"Wait until you leave the hospital."

Su Ranqing was even more at a loss. With a belly full of suspicions, Song Zimo sent her back home.

"What exactly is going on? "Why do I look fine?" Su Ranqing asked in confusion.

"The child in your stomach, I've saved it for you."

Song Zimo said while winking mischievously at Su Ranqing.

Su Ranqing looked at Song Zimo in shock: "What did you say?"

Her face was blank and she felt a little confused.

"I know you can't bear to part with this child, so I decided to bribe the doctor in advance when I found out they sent you to the hospital. I found a child who was about the same age as you and tried to pass off as you." Song Zimo said without blinking.

In the hospital, the fetus that made Qiao Lingyu suffer wasn't his child at all. That child was indeed unfortunate, because her own mother didn't want her anymore. Su Ranqing's child was still lying in her stomach.

Su Ranqing rubbed her stomach, only then did she react: "My child …"

She felt that her eyes were a little hot. Suddenly, she hugged Song Zimo and said, "Thank you, thank you so much!"

She didn't know how to express her gratitude to Song Zimo. This child was simply too important to her.

If it was gone, she would really go crazy over it.

This was the first time Su Ranqing took the initiative to hug him since his return.

Song Zimo's eyes darkened and he hugged Su Ranqing tightly back, "I just hope that you are fine and happy for a long time."

This was his deepest thought.

If only he could be in her happiness.

Song Zimo hugged Su Ranqing tightly and smelled the faint scent of her body from her body, and her mind was in a daze.

Although he helped Su Ranqing save the child, he lied to Qiao Lingyu and didn't tell him how unwilling Qiao Lingyu was to throw the child away.

Deep in his heart, he hoped that Su Ranqing would misunderstand Qiao Lingyu and never forgive him.

Sorry, Ran Qing, please forgive my selfishness.

Song Zimo said in his heart.

After hugging for a while, Su Ranqing released Song Zimo. She wiped her tears: "Sorry, I was too excited."

"It doesn't matter." Song Zimo laughed lightly, just like when he was young, he patted on his shoulder: "As long as you need it, I will always let you lean on my shoulder."

Su Ranqing felt that her eyes were a little red, but this time, she was moved. "Why are you so good to me, I don't even know how to repay you."

Song Zimo laughed: "Your happiness is the best form of repayment to me."