Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

The whole hospital bed was shaking.

He beat his head and temples as if he was abusing himself.

"what--"

Another roar.

Si Moli felt like he was about to explode.

His facial features became distorted, wrinkled together, and he grinned, looking very untouchable.

Keep away from strangers.

Song Nianhe was also frightened by his appearance and subconsciously took two steps back.

But soon, she stepped forward: "Si Moli, how did you..."

Before she even touched him, he swung away hard.

This time, it was really heavy.

Song Nianhe exclaimed and fell to the ground. The moment she landed, she quickly covered her stomach.

Don't let anything happen to your child!

She was so shocked that she fell to the ground and looked up at Si Moli.

Just in time, she met his scarlet eyes.

There was unfamiliarity in his eyes, anger and hatred.

This look... made Song Nianhe's heart almost break.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it." She kept saying, "Si Moli, if you can't remember it, don't think about it. Don't force yourself. I don't want to see you in such pain..."

Song Nianhe had already burst into tears.

She hoped that he would remember it, but if the price of remembering it was that he had to go through such a painful process...

Then, she would rather he forget.

She didn't want him to suffer.

Si Moli looked like he was clearly being destroyed by memory, being tortured and abused.

How is it good.

Thinking about it, only the future between him and her would be possible.

I can't remember... they can't be together anymore.

Such a loud movement in the ward naturally alarmed people outside.

Doctors, nurses, bodyguards, everyone rushed over quickly.

Si Moli was still roaring and covering his head. Veins popped up on his forehead and neck, and even more on his arms and back of his hands.

Song Nianhe still wanted to get closer to him, but considering the child, she could only stand motionless.

There is only one child left, and there must be no more mistakes.

"Quick, prepare the sedative," the doctor ordered, "right now!"

"it is good!"

The long needle tip pierced Si Moli's blood vessel, and the medicine was pushed in.

Slowly, Si Moli fell into calmness.

Then he fell on the hospital bed and closed his eyes.

The scene just now seemed like it had never happened.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "Let Mr. Si sleep for a while. He will wake up after the medicine wears off."

Song Nianhe looked at this scene blankly.

"Mrs. Si," the doctor said, "please leave together and leave Mr. Si to rest alone."

She nodded, her whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds, and she never felt down to earth with every step she took.

The nurse supported her: "Mrs. Si, are you okay?"

She shook her head.

She was fine, but the only person she cared about was Si Moli.

Back in his ward, Song Nianhe was half-leaning on the bedside, his eyes were dull and he didn't know where he was looking, his eyes were extremely distracted.

How could such a good life end up like this again?

Why, why exactly?

Every time she felt that she was very close to happiness, she would be given a fatal blow, causing all her sweet dreams to be shattered and shattered on the ground, making it difficult to put them back together again.

Song Nianhe wondered if she was born unworthy...

Have happiness.

My eyes were red and swollen, my tears were all gone and I couldn't cry anymore.

Until Song Zhixu arrived.