Mo Yaochen kept taking a towel to wipe Wanxing, but she sweated more and more, and soon wet her pillow. He looked into the temperature on her forehead, frowned and turned around, "Isn't she a fever?"

"Mr. Mo, that's not counting," the doctor said, "Miss Bei has neurosensory hallucinations, which is a type of schizophrenia. She was greatly stimulated and frightened tonight, so now she is sleeping in her nightmare. She should dream about some of her most painful things... It will be fine when she wakes up slowly. I don't recommend taking medicine now."

Mo Yaochen frowned. Although he had heard James say it before, this was the first time he had seen her get sick. He didn't expect that her mental illness would be so serious... she had reached the point of falling into a dark nightmare.

What did that damn ladyboy Qiao Zihao do to her?!

"Don't...don't hit me..."

On the big bed, Bei Wanxing's breathing suddenly became rapid. She began to shake her head randomly, "Don't come over...Don't steal my baby..."

"Bao Zaoyue!" Mo Yaochen hurriedly bent down, and he couldn't care about the torn pain from the wound. He hugged Bei Wanxing's shoulder, allowing her to lean against his chest, and whispered, "No one dares to steal yours. When your health is well, we will have another baby. If you want, you can give birth to a few..."

"The baby is dead... I can't save him..." Wan Xing sobbed in pain, "It's gone with his mother... I don't want me anymore..."

"Bao Zaoyue!" Mo Yaochen held her face, and he pecked and kissed the corner of her mouth, hoping that she would wake up soon, "Look at me, I am Mo Yaochen."

"Mo Yaochen...I...I didn't want to harm you..." Wan Xing suddenly became excited, and his whimpering sound seemed like a child who couldn't find a home. "I don't want to lie to you... They threatened me...I...I want to save my mother...I haven't drugged you, I haven't harmed you...I really haven't...Don't drive me away...Don't leave me..."

"I know, I know..." Mo Yaochen hugged her trembling body hard, and he held her hand and waved it on his face, "It's my bastard, you hit me... Bao Zaoyue, wake up and slap me!"

"No, don't leave..." Wanxing suddenly started to shout, and she hugged his neck and murmured the deep feelings buried by her, "Husband... I don't want to leave you... I... I want to be with you for the rest of my life... Why don't you want me, why don't you want me anymore... Why do you want to go to a hotel with other women... I don't want you to kiss them, hug them... I... I'm really sad... I thought... I thought... I thought you said you love me... It's true..."

"I love you...why don't you believe it..."

"Husband...husband..."

She called him over and over again, calling this title that she would never be able to say again if she was awake...

Why leave me behind?

Wanxing's dream was only that thunderous rainy night. She watched him get in the car with her own eyes. She begged him and she went after him. She worked very hard and hard. Why didn't he wait for her, why didn't he take her away...

Wanxing's body kept drilling into Mo Yaochen's arms, his cheeks pressed against his neck. Mo Yaochen felt hot tears flowing into his collar. Times changed, and when he heard her say this with his own ear, he felt like a knife was cut.

He finally understood what he had missed at that time.
Chapter completed!