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

She comforted him with a trembling voice, and then turned her head to look at the nurse: "What the hell is going on!"

Song Nianhe is usually low-key and kind, without any airs, but this does not mean that she has no temper.

At this moment, she stared, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were full of anger.

Si Moli had always been fine and fine, but she hadn't been with him for a while, and then such a big thing happened.

How these people took care of him!

waste! Useless!

Nurse, look at me and I look at you. No one knows what to say.

"Call a doctor!" Song Nianhe shouted, "What are you doing!"

"Doctor...the doctor is already here..."

At the other end of the corridor, there was indeed the sound of the elevator opening and hurried footsteps.

Song Nianhe felt slightly at ease.

Right in the hospital, the doctor can arrive at any time and can enter the emergency room immediately. Si Moli will be fine, fine.

Song Nianhe hugged Si Moli tightly and let him lean into her arms.

She held his face, and the blood in her palms accidentally touched his cheeks and collar.

She wanted to wipe it, but the more she wiped it, the dirtier it became.

"Si Moli, just hold on a little longer and hold it straight. The doctor will be here in one minute." Song Nianhe kept talking to him, "Did you hear that? Respond to me... What's wrong with you? ...Obviously, obviously everything is recovering well.”

Her eyes were moist, and tears welled up in her eyes, flashing in and out.

This scene made her seem to have returned to the scene of the car accident that day.

However, when the car accident happened, she had no chance to hold him like this, nor was she even qualified to get close to him.

It was she who held him like this in the dream.

She would always remember the dream that Song Nianhe had.

Unexpectedly, dreams and reality overlapped.

Song Nianhe still hugged Si Moli, who was bleeding, and talked to him, asking him to hold on and not close his eyes or sleep.

"Si Moli, Si Moli," she lowered her head and pressed her cheek against his, "don't worry. What will I do without you?"

She blinked and tears fell.

Si Moli lay on her lap.

He looked at her, opened his mouth, his Adam's apple rolled, but didn't say a word.

He was almost speechless.

His vision was blurred and his energy was scattered. In his world, only one sentence kept emerging——

"The child is gone."

What a blow this was to Si Moli.

Moreover, the child was lost because of him.

"Nian, Nian He..."

"I'm here, stop talking and keep your strength up." Song Nianhe immediately responded, "The doctor is there. I saw him and came over. You will get better!"

From the corner of her eye, she had already caught a glimpse of the doctor's flying white coat.

This time, Si Moli's life will definitely not be in any danger!

Si Moli looked at her steadily, his eyes half-open and half-closed.

It seemed like the next second, he would fall into coma and close his eyes.

"Child... our... child..." Every time Si Moli said a word, more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, "Yes... I'm sorry..."

He understands her.

He understands her.

When his life or death was uncertain, but she could cut his liver to save him, she chose to give up the child and save him because she loved him and needed him.

Si Moli knew her dilemma and never blamed her.

What he blames, resents, and hates is himself from beginning to end.