"Hurry talking to the mother, she has to stay awake."
"Oh, right away."
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and went forward immediately.
Chen Moli's eyes could not be opened. If the doctor hadn't been patting her, she would have been shouting that she would not be able to sleep.
She couldn't figure out that such a bad woman, that man could still maintain her in front of women and children.
That woman just didn't understand?
Then what are she and the child?
"Marl, I'm Zhuo Jian, can you still hear it?"
"Sister, I seem to be dying, sister."
As soon as Chen Moli heard Zhuo Jian's voice, tears quickly flowed out from the corners of her eyes.
"Don't talk nonsense, my sister has given birth to four children, and each one is not going well, but now they are all doing well, and my sister is doing well."
"But sister, I'm so tired."
"What about the baby? You can't do it anymore, what should the baby do? Will he have no mother when he is born?"
Zhuo Jian wiped her sweat and tears, and restrained her trembling and reminded her.
Zhuo Jian almost didn't dare to look in the other direction. It was so too much that he couldn't bear to look at it.
Is this the same thing when she gave birth to sweet oranges?
Zhuo Jian bent down in front of her eyes, wiped her tears and tidied up her hair, "Marl, you have to hold on, you can't just let the evil people succeed, you have to knock Liang Yu down and let her know, you're the only one It's everything Chen thought about."
"That bad woman, sister, that bad woman, I want her to die."
Chen 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 first before she could die.
The doctor looked in front of him and then accelerated his movements.
"So now, control your emotions, don't fall asleep, and don't be 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 me.
She couldn't be excited now, Zhuo Jian knew better than anyone else.
But she could only stimulate Chen Moli for a moment, and Chen Moli could be resurrected with full blood.
"Sister, you'll always be by my side, right?"
"Yes, I'll be there all the time."
"I don't want to be alone. With my sister here, I will keep going."
"Well, when you are discharged from the hospital, my sister will tell you something else, we have the same thing."
Zhuo Jian thought that at some point, only hatred and hope could make a person who wants to die hold on.
Chen Moli's blood stopped, but Zhuo Jian almost fainted excitedly after he left.
Her eyes turned dark and she barely supported her to walk out. When Fu Yanye arrived beside her, she immediately pushed his hand away, and then walked to Chen Xiang alone.
"How is Jasmine?"
Chen wanted to ask her nervously.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with tears but hatred. At that moment, she really wanted to slap him, but is he worthy?
"What did you tell her?"
Zhuo Jian asked him with anger.
"It's me wrong, she, how is she doing now?"
"You are her husband and the only support she has in her life. What have you done to her? You bastard."
She still couldn't help but raise her hand and pushed him away.
The blood on the ground made her know that this man was a killer and didn't deserve the silly girl to love him.
Chen Moli always thought she had some tricks, but she was obviously not smart enough when facing a woman like Chen Xiang.
"If she dies today, you will have to live in guilt for the rest of your life. How can you let a girl who has always been so strong lose the courage to live? You said you love her? How do you love her?"
She pushed him hard again, pushing him away again and again.
Chen Xiang did not resist, but Fu Yanye hugged her from behind her soon after, "A Jian, okay."
"No, not good at all. If you let go of me, I want to kill him, he should be cut into pieces."
"Okay, he has someone to punish him. Calm down and let the mother hear it will be affected."
He hugged her and gently stroked her and comforted her.
"Who will punish him? You don't know how much blood Jasmine shed. She was dying, her pulse was weak, her face was as white as paper. She said she didn't want to live anymore..."
Zhuo Jian looked at Chen Xiang's face, but cried in silence.
Fu Yanye could no longer speak, just hugged her tightly.
Chen thought he was unforgivable. Not long after he arrived at the hospital, Chen Moli had stabilized, but later she suddenly made him swear to never see Liang Yu again. He said that it was unrealistic, and then reasoned with her, and then...
If he did it again, he would definitely say things that made her happy. How could he say those rational and realistic words to her at this time?
Later, Chen Moli was sent to the ICU from the operating room. After all the elders of the Chen family came, Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye left.
But Zhuo Jian was reluctant to speak on the way back. Fu Yanye looked at her from the rearview mirror several times, but he couldn't say anything.
Now he is actually very nervous.
Did she remember something?
He held the steering wheel tightly, his heart getting tighter and tighter.
When he was about to arrive at the apartment, Zhuo Jian's husky voice said, "I want to see Chengtian."
"Okay, I'll call them to send them to your apartment."
"I want to see my son."
Zhuo Jian murmured.
"Okay, take it together."
Fu Yanye agreed and then called the people on the old house.
——
This weekend night was particularly quiet.
In the past, Zhuo Jian was uncomfortable, and Wang Yue would never let the children be with her, but this time, she could not separate them.
The aunt stayed at Zhuo Jian to take care of Zhuo Jian and the children, but in the old house, Wang Yue was so excited that she asked Fu Yanye: "What if the children are infected at that age? Yes, a cold is a minor illness. , But isn’t a minor illness?”
Fu Yanye sat in silence on the sofa, touching the ring in his hand, thinking about the time when Zhuo Jian came out of the operating room, there was no light in her eyes during that time.
He thought, she must have remembered that bad night.
He failed to stay by her that night, which led to her...
Fu Yanye jumped out of the pain in time and heard Wang Yue ask him again, "You say something, son, you don't care, your daughter is the pearl in your hand, you said if my granddaughter was caught in a cold. What should you do?"
"Mom, I don't care about anyone."
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at the person standing by the side who was anxious and angry, and explained in a very quiet and solemn manner.
Wang Yue: “…”
He didn't speak all night, and she thought she was just complaining unilaterally.
Wang Yue sat down diagonally opposite him, looked at him carefully, and asked, "What happened?"
"Shen Moli gave birth prematurely and almost died."
"What? But what does this have to do with you couple?"
Wang Yue was startled, but when he thought about it, he still felt something was wrong.
It should have been okay, but Fu Yanye spoke for a long time and said, "It's because of Liang Yu."
"Ah, so that's how it is."
Soon, Wang Yue himself thought of the past.
Is this a coincidence or a destiny?
When Wang Yue looked at his son again, he felt that the boy was so pitiful that he couldn't help but sit next to him and comforted softly: "Don't think so much about it, it's all over the past."