Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Li Jingshen glanced at the other party coldly and fell silent for a moment.

The screen of the mobile phone was broken and still usable, Li Jingshen suppressed his emotions, walked over and picked up the mobile phone on the ground, pulled out the SIM card and threw the mobile phone into the trash can.

After Xia Mingyue drew the blood, she was helped out quickly. She glanced at Li Jingshen lightly, knowing that he was in a bad mood, so she was self-aware and didn't talk to him.

After drawing 700ml of blood, Xia Mingyue's face turned pale, but she did not faint. This was the first time she had drawn so much blood. Think about how Shen Zhichu insisted on drawing blood for her all those years ago?

How cheap, Xia Mingyue doesn't have the intention to sympathize with her rival in love. The more miserable Shen Zhichu is, the happier she is. Whoever let her occupy things that don't belong to her in those years, will pay the corresponding price for everything she gets, and she deserves it.

During those four years, she bribed her doctor in charge to fake coagulation disorders and severe anemia. As long as she said something uncomfortable, Li Jingshen would drag Shen Zhichu to give her a blood transfusion.

This mobile blood bank is also easy to use and convenient, and the potted plants in the hospital are more beautiful than the other pots.

Shen Zhichu basically comes to draw blood once every two or three months, with 400ml less and 600ml more.

.........

Li Jingshen's eyes never fell on Xia Mingyue, he sat on the bench in the corridor with dull eyes, as if he had lost his soul.

Shen Zhichu had done this operation for a long time, and the light on the operation door was not turned off until Zhao Qian came.

"Give me your phone."

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out the mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Li Jingshen, Li Jingshen threw the card in his hand to Li Jingshen: "Go downstairs to buy a mobile phone and put the card on it."

Zhao Qian took the phone card, and immediately understood that Li Jingshen lost his phone again in a fit of anger.

He was full of doubts but didn't dare to ask more, took the phone card and hurried downstairs.

Li Jingshen glanced at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Shen Zhichu was pushed out, Li Jingshen hurried over to ask about Shen Zhichu's situation.

Hysterectomy is not a minor operation. In addition, it took more than four hours to induce labor. The operation was successful. The next step is to see when Shen Zhichu wakes up.

The doctor explained the precautions to Li Jingshen in detail, and he listened carefully and barely took out his notebook to write it down.

Shen Zhichu has been in the hospital so many times, and the precautions are pretty much the same, but after a woman loses her womb, she must take care of herself, otherwise she will suffer from pain in the future.

Shen Zhichu was sent to the observation room, where medical staff would watch over him 24 hours a day.

"Mr. Li...... there is one more thing." The doctor hesitated, his face was a little ugly, Li Jingshen subconsciously tensed up, thinking that Shen Zhichu had some symptoms in his body.

"What's the matter?" He asked with a tense face.

The doctor said, "Mr. Li, do you want to see that baby?" He still wanted to ask how to deal with the dead fetus, but he really couldn't ask.

Li Jingshen's expression became more and more rigid, he clenched his fists, "Take me over there to have a look."

The dead child was still wrapped in cotton cloth in the operating room. The redness all over his body had now turned into dead white, his facial features were blurred, and the corners of his mouth were grinning slightly.

Li Jingshen once saw specimens soaked in formalin. At that time, he was still young, and people around him said it was scary, but he couldn't feel anything.

Today, when he looked at the dead child, he trembled with fear.

In the end, Li Jingshen walked over and picked up the child carefully, and gently touched the child's eyes with his trembling index finger.

The four-month-old child can vaguely see the five sense organs. Looking at the orbital bone, you can tell that the child's eyes are very beautiful. It is said that the girl is like the father, and the son is like the mother. If this boy is born, he should be very similar to Shen Zhichu.

The heart constricted suddenly, Li Jingshen felt the sockets of his eyes getting hot, and he blinked his sour eyes unbearably, tears fell on the child's face, he stretched out his hand to wipe them away.

"I'm sorry, Dad loves you very much, but he loves your mother even more. In the next life, find a good family to reincarnate."

Baby, your mother loves you very much, you don't want your mother to be in danger for you, do you?

Li Jingshen suddenly hugged the dead fetus tightly in his arms, his breathing was choked, and his voice was trembling.

He felt that his heart seemed to have broken his ribs and jumped out of it, and the place in his heart was empty, as if something died suddenly.

As Shen Zhichu said at the beginning, the heart is too small, it can only hold one person, and now he only holds Shen Zhichu.

In order for Shen Zhichu to recover, he can be the executioner who killed his own son.

In the ward, Shen Zhichu was carefully looked after by medical staff, and Li Jingshen carried the child to the crematorium with his own hands. After the four-month-old fetus was sent into the incinerator, a handful of ashes came out.

Li Jingshen prepared a beautiful blue and white porcelain to carefully put the child's ashes inside.

"Your mother is the most beautiful woman in the world, and the baby she gave birth to must also be the cutest baby in the world."

So he chose the most beautiful blue and white porcelain to hold the ashes.

Zhao Qian has been following Li Jingshen, watching him holding the blue and white porcelain and talking to himself, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, feeling that this always strong man is going crazy.

Shen Zhichu would wake up soon, seeing this blue and white porcelain with ashes would definitely be unbearable, Li Jingshen handed the blue and white porcelain to Zhao Qian for him to take back to the villa.

He himself took a taxi on the side of the road and returned to the hospital.

In the ward, Shen Zhichu was lying on the bed with a face as golden as paper, while Li Jingshen sat beside her and watched over her. A small clip for monitoring blood pressure was clamped on her finger, which was connected to the instrument. The test results were horrifying.

After coming down from the operating room, she walked around the gate of hell.

Shen Zhichu woke up at night, she opened her heavy eyelids and stared blankly at the ceiling, a tear slipped down the corner of her eye and into the tip of her hair after a while and disappeared.

She raised her heavy hand and placed it lightly on her belly, the child was really gone....

Li Jingshen saw that Shen Zhichu had woken up, so he didn't bother her when he saw that she wasn't making trouble.

Shen Zhichu has always been strong, he believes that she can survive.

The ward was deathly silent, Shen Zhichu suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Li Jingshen, as if he was looking at him but also seemed to miss him and looked behind him.

"Where's the baby?" Her voice was too soft, as if water drops fell into the sand, fleeting.

"I asked Zhao Qian to take him back to the villa."

Shen Zhichu didn't make a sound anymore, she seemed to be normal and calm, but only Li Jingshen knew that she had changed, whether she was happy or sad, she was quiet like a puppet, moving every time.

Lost the child and the womb. The pain in the womb was like being stirred by a knife.

Shen Zhichu's voice trembled in pain: "I lost my only child, and I also lost the qualifications to be a mother. Why didn't you die for Li Jingshen?"