I don't deserve your love

"Hurry up and talk to the mother, she has to stay awake."

"Oh, right now."

Zhuo Jian came back to her senses and immediately went forward.

Shen Moli could hardly keep her eyes open, if the doctor hadn't been patting her and telling her not to sleep.

She couldn't figure out that such a lousy woman, that man would still defend her in front of women and children.

The woman just didn't figure it out?

So what is she with the child?

"Jasmine, I'm Zhuo Jian, can you still hear me?"

"Sister, sister, I seem to be dying."

As soon as Shen Moli heard Zhuo Jian's voice, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, my sister gave birth to four children, all of which were not smooth, but now they are all doing well, and my sister is also doing well."

"But sister, I'm so tired."

"What about the baby? You can't do it, what about the baby? Let him be born without a mother?"

Zhuo Jian wiped her sweat and tears, and restrained her trembling to remind her.

Zhuo Jian hardly dared to look in another direction, it was too much to bear to look directly at.

It was the same when she gave birth to orange sweets, right?

Zhuo Jian bent down in front of her eyes, wiped her tears hard over and over again, and straightened her hair, "Jasmine, you have to hold on, you can't just let the wicked succeed like this, you have to knock Liang Yu down and let her know, so you can get away with it." It's everything Chen wants."

"That bad woman, sister, that bad woman, I want her to die."

Shen Moli was suddenly very excited.

The woman who made her understand that her husband didn't love her at all, she had to let that woman die before she could die.

The doctor glanced in front of him, and then accelerated his movements even more.

"So now, control your emotions, don't fall asleep, and don't get too excited. We will have a long time to deal with that bad woman together."

Zhuo Jian, I entered her hand and continued to remind.

She can't be excited now, Zhuo Jian knows better than anyone else.

But she can only stimulate Shen Moli once, and Shen Moli can be revived with full blood.

"Sister, you will always be by my side, right?"

"Yes, I will always be here."

"I don't want to be alone. With my sister around, I will persevere."

"Well, when you are discharged from the hospital, my sister will tell you one more thing, we have the same thing."

Zhuo Jian thought, at some point, only hatred and hope can make a person who wants to die go on.

Shen Moli's bleeding stopped, but after Zhuo Jian went out, she was so excited that she almost passed out.

Her eyes darkened, and she barely managed to walk out. When Fu Yanye came to her side, she immediately pushed his hand away, and then walked up to Chen Xiang alone.

"How is Jasmine?"

Chen wanted to ask her nervously.

Zhuo Jian looked at him with tearful but hateful eyes, at that moment she really wanted to slap him, but is he worthy?

"What did you tell her?"

Zhuo Jian restrained her anger and asked him.

"It's my fault, her, how is she doing now?"

"You are her husband and the only thing she can rely on in her life. What have you done to her? You bastard."

She couldn't help but raised her hand and pushed him away fiercely.

The blood on the ground let her know that this man is a killer, and he is not worthy of that silly girl's love at all.

Shen Moli always thought she had some tricks, but she was obviously not shrewd enough in the face of a sinister woman like Chen Xiang.

"If she dies today, you will have to live in guilt for the rest of your life. How can you make a girl who has always been so strong lose the courage to live? You say you love her? How do you love her?"

She pushed him hard again, pushing him away again and again.

Chen Xiang didn't resist, but Fu Yanye hugged her from behind after a while, "Ah Jian, it's done."

"No, it's not good at all. If you let me go, I will kill him, and he should be cut into pieces."

"Okay, he has someone to punish him, calm down, and let the mother hear that it will be affected."

He hugged her and stroked her gently to comfort her.

"Who will punish him? You don't know how much blood Jasmine has shed. She is dying, her pulse is weak, and her face is as white as paper. She said she doesn't want to live..."

Zhuo Jian looked at Chen Xiang's face, but couldn't cry.

Fu Yanye couldn't speak anymore, but just hugged her tightly.

Chen Xiang thought that his crime was unforgivable. Not long after arriving at the hospital, Shen Moli had stabilized, but then she suddenly made him swear not to see Liang Yu again. He said it was unrealistic, and then reasoned with her, and then...

If he did it all over again, he would definitely say things that made her happy. How could he say those sensible and realistic things to her at this time?

Later, when Shen Moli was sent to the ICU from the operating room, Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye left after Chen's parents and elders all came.

But Zhuo Jian was reluctant to speak on the way back. Fu Yanye looked at her in the rearview mirror several times, but he couldn't say anything.

Now he is actually very nervous.

Did she remember something?

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, and his heart was getting tighter and tighter.

When approaching the apartment, Zhuo Jian said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see Cheng Tian."

"Okay, I'll call and have them deliver to your apartment."

"I still want to see my son."

Zhuo Jian murmured.

"Okay, let's take it together."

Fu Yanye agreed, and then called the people in the old house.

-

This weekend night was extraordinarily quiet.

In the past, Zhuo Jianjian was uncomfortable, and Wang Yue was determined not to let the children be with her, but this time, she failed to separate them.

The aunt stayed with Zhuo Jian to take care of Zhuo Jian and the children, but in the old house, Wang Yue was so excited that he asked Fu Yanye: "At the age of the children, what should I do if they are infected? Yes, a cold is a minor illness." , but isn’t a minor illness a disease?”

Fu Yanye sat on the sofa silently, touching the ring on his hand and thinking about when Zhuo Jian came out of the operating room, her eyes were dim during that time.

She must be remembering that bad night, he thought.

He failed to stay by her side that night, causing her...

Fu Yanye jumped out of the pain in time, and heard Wang Yue ask him again, "You should say something, you don't care about my son, and your daughter is the jewel in your palm. You said that if my granddaughter is rumored to have a cold? what would you do?"

"Mom, I don't care about anyone."

Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at the person standing beside him who had been anxiously getting angry, and explained something very coldly and solemnly.

Wang Yue: "..."

He didn't speak all night, and she thought it was just her own whining.

Wang Yue sat down diagonally across from him, looked at him carefully, and asked, "What happened?"

"Shen Moli was born prematurely and almost died."

"What? But what does this have to do with your husband and wife?"

Wang Yue was taken aback, but after thinking about it again, she still felt something was wrong.

It should have been fine, but Fu Yanye took a long time to speak, and said, "Shen Moli is because of Liang Yu."

"Ah, so it is."

Soon, Wang Yue himself thought of the past.

Is this a coincidence or fate?

When Wang Yue looked at her son again, she felt that this boy was really pitiful, so she couldn't help but sit beside him and comforted him softly: "Don't think so much, it's all in the past."

"Ah."

He agreed.

But is it really over?