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Xiao Lu had been lying on the bed for two hours now, her body soaked in the wet padding. Waves of pain assaulted her, making it hard to tell if she was perspiring or bleeding.
"Infantile asphyxiation, cleaning the respiratory tract."
"The other one hasn't even reached the entrance yet. The mother is out of strength."
"Crap, the birth canal is bleeding profusely!"
Xiaoran gripped the handrail tightly, her mouth was wide open in an attempt to breathe, and the veins on her forehead were popping out from the suffocating feeling, "Child... Children... Mine, mine... "Child …"
"Mothers choke and spasm. Give oxygen."
"Blood pressure down, 940, 830, 40 …"
The midwife drew blood and handed it to the nurse. "Send the amniotic fluid for testing. "Faster!"
"Director Hao, the baby has no heartbeat!"
"..."
"Miss Shi, because of you, the child died prematurely. According to the prenuptial agreement, you will not be able to receive Mr. Bo's inheritance."
In the cold ICU, Yuichi opened his eyes and listened to the siren beeping in his ears, staring at the ceiling.
"Please sign the divorce agreement."
One side of the signature box was empty, while the other side bore the words "Bo Youqing" on the back of a sheet of paper.
"Your luggage has been packed. If it's convenient, please send someone to get it."
"In addition, Miss Wang likes the pots of Spring Sword Orchids that you keep. Mr. Bo means that you should name a price and I will transfer the money to your account in the afternoon."
Yuichi closed her eyes wearily. The marriage had been a ridiculous mistake, and she had planned to leave with the baby when it was born.
The pain in her stomach brought her back to reality, and the tears blurred her vision.
Her child is gone...
In October, she was pregnant and had not even seen the baby.
Not kissing him;
I never had the chance to hear him call her Mama again...
"Oh, right." Lin Ying kept her agreement, "I hope you can fulfill your contract and leave the city within a week."
Xiao Lu's head was in a daze and her heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife. "Where's the child? Let me see him. "
"The body has been disposed of."
If words could kill, Lin Ying's words would undoubtedly be like a steel needle stabbing into her heart, causing her to bleed profusely.
"Deal with it?" She excitedly sat up, not caring about the knife's edge as she struggled to pull at the corner of Lin Ying's clothes. "He's my child, what rights do you have …"
"What about Bo Youqing? I want to see him! You tell him that it was Wang Qiyun who pushed me down the stairs and killed my child! Give the child back to me! "
Lin Ying's eyes darkened as she unceremoniously took out her clothes.
"Miss Shi, please do not speak nonsense. Mister Bo does not have the time to care about such trivial matters. Please take care of yourself."
After Lin Ying left in a hurry, a muffled bang sounded from the ward.
The doctors and nurses pushed the door open and entered, only to see Xiao Lu lying limp on the floor with a blood-red buttock.
"Get ready for first aid!"
"Miss Shi! "Wake up."
Light and shadow blurred his vision as a bizarre scene flashed through his mind. She was going to die, soon, soon their family would be together again.
"Miss Shi! "Little Lu!" He hurriedly called out in a higher and higher voice.
Xiao Lu slowly opened her eyes. She vaguely saw a cell phone screen flashing in front of her.
Through the sterile bag, all she could see was the image of a baby on the screen.
Red, vibrant, lovely baby.
The numb brain was like an old machine working hard. When Xiao Lu finally reacted, a huge surprise exploded in his heart.
"Lord Hao …"
"Shh!" Chief Hao carefully suppressed the thought of her opening her mouth and signaled with his eyes to the camera in the corner of the wall.
Facing Xiao Lu's anticipatory gaze, he nodded his head lightly.
The dried tears burst once more, but this time they were tears of joy.
"..."
Four years later in River City.
It was early autumn, and the red leaves on the boulevard were swaying in the wind. A black car drove by, crushing the whole area with gold.
At the end of the road was the silent cemetery.
"Mom, are we going to go see Great Grandfather?" The little girl with the mushroom like hair was leaning against the window. Her pair of phoenix eyes were flowing with brilliance, looking very lively and spirited.
Xiao Lu silently rubbed the invitation in her hand, her expression lifeless.
She didn't say anything for a long time, but the driver, Fang Zixian, spoke up, "Baby, your mother is going to see a friend. Tian and uncle are waiting for her in the car, okay?"
Tian Tian hesitated for a while before disheartening. "Alright then."
Fang Zixian smiled but did not reply. He unfastened his seatbelt and said, "We will wait for you here." Then he patted her hand naturally. "Don't be afraid."
Tian Tian, who was sitting in the back seat, saw it and expressed his dissatisfaction with his eyes wide open. "Uncle Fang, you've gotten too used to her."
The ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage had been broken by Tian Tian's children's words. Xiao Lu suddenly regained her senses and looked flustered for a moment. She then bid the two goodbye and got off the carriage.
She thought that everything had passed, but to her surprise, her cowardice was seen through.
The funeral was over. There was no one in the cemetery, and the unevacuated tribute was suffused by the silence that followed the tumult.
She clutched the invitation and looked down, finally focusing on the color photo on the tombstone.
The man in the photo had eagle-like eyes. His thin lips were pursed into a line, and his expression was sinister and cold.
The moment their eyes met, Xiao Lu's pupils contracted. She couldn't help but take a step forward, staring fixedly at that face, her vigorous hatred overflowing.
I never thought he'd die.
When he received the news, Xiao Lu thought he heard a joke.
The Bo family was the head of the River City consortium, and the lady who had lost her husband in the early years almost treated this sole heir as her own.
How could he have died so easily in a car accident?
The shadow that had been bothering her for four years suddenly disappeared, leaving her at a loss.
The past haunts my mind, tyrannical memories instantly overwhelmingly invade my mind.
"You should learn to recognize your place. Our Bo family will marry you, not a wife. You know what to do, don't you?"
"All you are worth is a womb, an egg."
"—" "I don't want to see her when we're talking about marriage, Youqing." "What do you want to do?" She has your child. " "Don't worry, it's gone. There will be another one.
Once the fear and hatred that he had suppressed for a few years was released, Xiao Lu covered her mouth uncontrollably: "You bastard, you give my son back! You return my son —! "
The autumn wind blew past his ears.
"Madam, how have you been?"
A strange and gentle voice could be heard from behind her.
"Who …" "Ugh!"
Before she could turn around, a sudden force pushed her forward.
Her chest was plastered against the cold tombstone, and the other was rubbing the side of her neck vaguely with the tip of her slightly cold nose.
"But you forgot about me after not seeing me for a few years."
The man behind her bit her earlobe. "Trying to get my attention, huh?"
Chilling chills crept up his spine, and Little Man's hands and feet were cold, and she wanted to turn around and look at him in disbelief.
"You …"
The man's lips curled up in a mocking smile, but his eyes were as venomous as a venomous snake.
His short hair was combed to the back of his head, and his impeccably handsome face had a sickly pallor to it, which only added to his evilness.
"Does Madame miss me?"
The terrified expression on Xiao Lu's face changed, "Why are you here!"
"Is this how you should treat your husband?" The man's gaze was aggressive. He stepped forward and suddenly lifted her onto the tombstone. "You've gone too far, Madam Si."
Xiao Lu was chained between the tombstone and the man's well-built chest. She said angrily, "Who is Madam Si? Let go of me."
"Since you forgot, I don't mind helping you recall your memories."
