C7

Chapter 7 - The child is gone?!

The next day, I got up early. He went to another hospital.

The result was another examination. He didn't expect that after the doctor looked at the checklist and sized me up, he said with suspicion, "Miss, are you pregnant?"

"What?" I was surprised.

"Who showed it to you?" The doctor frowned. "Can you make up your mind about a pregnancy like this?!"

I don't know what to say. Are you kidding me? This thing has been tormenting me for so long, but today the doctor suddenly told me that this thing is gone? Impossible, what kind of international joke was this?!

Subconsciously, I touched my lower abdomen. It was still very flat.

"No, Doctor, it's definitely there. Take a good look!" I'm so anxious that I have to get rid of this damn thing no matter what I say today. The coffee is delicious, but I can't drink it for the rest of my life!

"Hey girl, why are you so unreasonable?" The doctor looked at me as if I were a lunatic. "It's not a big deal," he said. Can't you just work a few more times from now on? I'm telling you, I know kung fu, so you're not allowed to cause trouble! "

What do you mean, trying a few more times? With Zi Sang Ming?! My face burned at the thought. And this doctor, at any rate, I will be your companion in the future, like someone who knows how to cause trouble? Besides, with one look you can tell that you are at the level of a grandma. It's already good enough for you to do a square dance. What kind of martial arts do you know!?

I stormed out of the hospital. There was no way to check if he was pregnant, and there was no way for him to do it. What the hell was going on!?

Originally, he wanted to live a normal life after enduring pain, but who knew that it would turn out to be like this!

I couldn't believe it. I went to a nearby drugstore and bought a bunch of pregnancy tests. He came back and spread the news.

As a result, they were all negative. That is, I am not pregnant.

I can't believe it. He forced himself to calm down. It occurred to me that I hadn't heard the little kid giggle all day. In the past, whenever I woke up, I would always hear this laughter, as if it was a greeting.

But now it was gone.

That thing was gone.

I pressed my lower abdomen. It was soft and flat, but it didn't have the feeling of swelling from before. I took a biscuit and put it in my mouth, but I didn't feel sick.

Everything seemed to be telling me that the womb in my stomach was gone.

The moment I realized this fact, I felt so wronged that I wanted to cry. My mind wasn't thinking about how I could live a normal life after finally being released from it, but how I was going to deal with my child after it was gone.

I sat on the floor, not knowing what to do. His face was already wet from touching it. My tears really did fall.

I should be happy!

Reason tells me I'm free, and that's good. However, some inexplicable feeling said that your child is gone. Although he is just a ghost, he didn't do anything wrong. This is all the fault of an irresponsible mother like you.

Two thoughts were arguing in my head, and my head was about to explode. Finally, he climbed into bed and decided to sleep.

This time, I dreamt of Zishan Ming.

It was still that pure white hall, and Zi Sang Ming was still standing there. I took a step forward and met his red and green eyes. I wasn't as scared as before.

"I'm sorry." I struggled for a long time before I decided to say it. I think he must have known the child was gone. Although this was good news for me, it definitely wasn't good news for his father. Thinking about the experience from last time, it was not impossible to be strangled to death by him.

He was staring at me so hard that I felt a chill run down my spine, and I suddenly had the urge to turn and run.

After a while, he actually chuckled.

I trembled, but found that he wasn't sneering. He was actually laughing out loud. He had to admit that although Zishan Ming was a ghost, the fact that he was born with such a good piece of skin made both men and women jealous. This peerless smile made me think of the words "a stranger is like jade, a young master is peerless". It was used to describe Zishan Ming and was definitely not suitable.

A burst of cold air entered my ears and I couldn't help but shiver. He extended his hand to support my shoulders. "The child is still here. Don't worry. He's fine."

"What?!"

I was surprised, but Zi Sang Ming left my side. He looked at me with a calm expression and repeated, "He's fine. He just suffered a bit of an impact and needs to sleep for a while."

"You have to be careful during this period of time."

"But …" My emotions were in a mess right now, and I didn't know if I should be happy or disappointed. All I could say was: "What's there to be careful about?"

Zi Sang Ming looked at me for a moment and suddenly said: "You didn't read that book?"

"Hmm?" I was stunned, confused.

He stared at me for a long moment before sighing.

"The cycle of reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao and the cycle of karma … no one can escape it." An extremely serious expression appeared on Zishan Ming's face as he said, "The debt I owe you, sooner or later I'll have to pay it back."

"Nothing." Zishan Ming shook his head and said to me, "We won't be seeing each other again for this period of time."

"If you're in danger, go to the last shelf of the bookstore and find a black book." Zi Sang Ming continued, "No matter what, if there's no solution, then go to the biggest mulberry tree next to the school building and drip three drops of your blood. If you call me Master three more times, then you'll be able to see me."

ME: "Blood dripping is a must, calling for your husband doesn't seem to be necessary, right?" Was it really good to take advantage of them and be so brazen?

What is our relationship? He is a ghost, do I have to find a ghost to be my husband? I wanted to ask what Zi Sang Ming was thinking, but I didn't know what to say, so I swallowed it back.

"Go back." This time, Zi Sang Ming no longer had the vicious aura from before, and even his devilish eyes became gentle. It was hard to believe that we had ever fought each other, but now we were able to communicate in such a calm and peaceful manner.

Zi Sang Ming took a step forward and gently pushed me on the shoulder.

"Remember me." That was the last thing he said to me.