High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

Sheng Mingzhu fell into a coma on the hospital bed for two hours on a drip, and finally regained some consciousness, and slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, she still felt weak all over, but she was so weak that she moved her fingers to signal Bao Sicheng, who had been holding her right hand all the time: "I want to drink water."

When did Bao Sicheng see her so fragile, his heart ached and he felt uncomfortable.

He could vaguely sense that the child in Sheng Mingzhu's womb must have something to do with her becoming like this.

Since she was pregnant, the other person's body has gradually become worse than before. She often has nausea and morning sickness, and she always feels exhausted and painful in the lower abdomen.

"Lie down, and I'll get you some water."

Bao Sicheng quickly got up and walked out of the room, wanting to pour Sheng Mingzhu a cup of hot water that would warm his stomach.

As soon as he walked into the corridor, he bumped into Xu Mo who had been standing outside for a long time.

Xu Mo had been standing outside for several hours. He was resting in the ward, but when he heard noise and hurried footsteps outside the room, he got up and came out to check the situation.

He didn't expect to see Bao Sicheng running past with Sheng Mingzhu in his arms, and he didn't expect that Sheng Mingzhu's situation was not as good as he expected.

He glanced at the woman lying in Bao Sicheng's arms, her face was as white as a piece of paper, as if she had lost all life.

Xu Mo couldn't help but think of Sheng Mingzhu who had performed the surgery for him, and when he was so exhausted that he had to change his dressing.

Her expression was not very good at that time, she would reach out to touch her lower abdomen from time to time, and her brows were also furrowed.

Pregnancy shouldn't be overworked, he knows that.

But he asked Sheng Mingzhu, who was pregnant and unwell, to perform an eight-hour operation on him, and his legs were so tired that he couldn't stand upright and became weak.

Thinking about the scene where she was sent to the hospital with pain in her lower abdomen, Xu Mo felt that she had something to do with him, so he blamed himself.

"You should have a good rest in the ward, Mingzhu has me to take care of you, so don't worry."

Seeing that he was not angry, Bao Sicheng just said something calmly.

"Is she okay?" Xu Mo lowered his head and interlaced his fingers, a little afraid to look into the other's eyes. "I heard that she was in pain, and I always feel that the situation is not very good."

It's all his fault, he made Sheng Mingzhu look like this.

If he hadn't been operated on, the other party wouldn't be so weak.

Looking at his guilty look, Bao Sicheng just answered Xu Mo's question truthfully: "The doctor said to see the follow-up situation after the IV drip. Now she is very weak and dare not overdose."

Xu Mo sighed deeply, this was not what he wanted to see, he had already let go and only hoped that Sheng Mingzhu could live happily ever after.

"Do you hate me? If it wasn't for the surgery, Mingzhu wouldn't be so tired that she would be admitted to the hospital."

The woman he loves almost lost the child in her womb because of another man. If he thinks differently, Xu Mo himself finds it difficult to keep calm.

"There is no hate or hate. Saving lives is her instinct and her choice. I support her decision and respect her decision. If you stop her from performing surgery on you because you know that such a situation will happen, Mingzhu will not accept it." happy."

Xu Mo looked at the extraordinarily calm look on Bao Sicheng's face, but he was so shocked that he couldn't react.

He could understand the other party's approach, but if it were his own, he might not be able to make a decision as impartially as Bao Sicheng.

He suddenly understood the distance between the two, and also understood why Sheng Mingzhu chose the other party.

They were clearly good friends since they were young, but Xu Mo could only feel ashamed of this kind of heart.

"I know why I lost to you."

Xu Mo smiled wryly, supported his forehead and shook his head, his heart was full of bitterness and sourness.

He couldn't unconditionally support Sheng Mingzhu's actions like Bo Sicheng did, because he also had selfishness and a desire to control.

Bao Sicheng looked at him with a somewhat disappointed expression, and remembered that Sheng Mingzhu was still waiting for water in the ward, so he didn't continue talking to him, but only told him: "It's for Mingzhu that you heal your wounds well." Best thing ever."

After saying this, he stopped looking at the other party's appearance, turned around, took hot water, and strode back to the ward.

Sheng Mingzhu was stroking her lower abdomen, looking at the snow-white ceiling in a daze.

Seeing Bao Sicheng come in with water, he regained his composure and asked softly as if thinking of something: "Is the child alright?"

She had a severe stomachache before, almost lost consciousness and was so confused that she didn't know what happened, so she was driven to the hospital by Bo Sicheng, and the first thing she did after regaining consciousness was to ask if the child was okay.

"If you take good care of your body, your child will be fine too."

Bao Sicheng supported her shoulders to make her sit up a little, and brought hot water to Sheng Mingzhu's mouth.

Sheng Mingzhu drank several sips, feeling that her dry throat and lips were moistened by the hot water, and she finally felt better.

Bao Sicheng glanced at the drip she was about to finish, and then rang the call bell, telling the nurse to call the doctor to check her physical condition again.

The doctor asked about her current condition, and readjusted the medicine for Sheng Mingzhu according to her current physical condition.

Sheng Mingzhu, who was infused with nutritional supplements and placebo-preserving hormone, has come to her senses, but her body has not fully returned to normal, and she needs to be hospitalized for further observation and recuperation.

Bao Sicheng listened to the doctor's instructions, and wrote down the precautions that the other party said one by one, and leaned down to help Sheng Mingzhu tuck the quilt.

In the next week, he was almost at home in the company's hospital.

I prepared meals at home and sent them to the hospital to watch over her drips, and then went to the company to deal with urgent matters, spinning around like a spinning top.

It's just that although he took extra care of her, he spoke a lot less, as if he was holding back his breath and was quarreling with someone.

Sheng Mingzhu looked at the dark circles under the eyes of the other party, and knew that it was really hard for him to take care of work and himself.

However, Bo Sicheng didn't complain, so he just accepted it.

Sheng Mingzhu waited for several days but he didn't see any improvement in his mood, and finally she couldn't help asking: "What kind of mood have you been in these days, and you don't want to talk to me anymore, just sit there and watch over like a piece of wood." Do I want to suffocate me to death if I take a drip?"

Bao Sicheng raised his eyes to look at her, like a ball that had been pricked by a needle.

She just asked this question, and he was immediately discouraged, and couldn't help but speak out.