"Wan Qing, the doctor said that the reason why you fainted suddenly is because... you just had an abortion and the wound was infected."
Mrs. Lu's serious words made Wan Qing stunned.
His face immediately turned pale.
The hands holding the quilt were trembling slightly.
"He...knows?"
Mrs. Lu sighed, "When I heard what the doctor said, I went out and haven't come in again until now."
Wan Qing lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.
She could already imagine how angry and furious Lu Yansong was at this moment.
Seeing her daughter's miserable expression, Mrs. Lu wanted to say something to comfort her, but before she could say anything, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open.
Lu Yansong was standing at the door.
Obviously, it was a sunny day outside. The sun shone from behind him, but it couldn't warm the air around him.
His gaze, like ice, swept over Wan Qing.
Determined, direct, and filled with deep hatred.
Wan Qing suddenly shuddered, and a string in her heart was about to break.
he……
Hate yourself!
So obvious, so obvious that there is no need to cover it up.
The surrounding atmosphere seemed to be covered by ice.
It's so heavy that you can't breathe.
Mrs. Lu stood up, looked at her daughter, and then at Lu Yansong.
"You two have a nice chat, I'll wait for you outside."
With a whisper, he stood up and walked out.
Gently closed the door...
……………………
In an instant, only the two of them were left in the entire ward.
Wan Qing was still very weak, but she managed to sit up from the bed.
halfway……
When he almost fell, Lu Yansong just looked on coldly and showed no sign of offering any help.
When she finally sat up, Lu Yansong walked slowly towards her.
The cold and stern eyes seemed to poke countless holes all over her body.
Her thin lips were tightly pursed, showing no intention of speaking.
Wan Qing was almost out of breath due to such an atmosphere.
Licking her pale lips, she tentatively said, "I'm sorry, I..."
But before he finished speaking, Lu Yansong's chin was pinched hard.
The force that almost broke her and the terrifying look in Lu Yansong's eyes made her gasp.
The unnecessary words are stuck in the throat and I can no longer speak.
"Jing Wanqing, do you know how much you deserve to die?!"
Gritting his teeth, every word seemed like a stone popping out of his lips.
Cold, stiff...
"I……"
"How can such a cruel woman like you get love?! Jing Wanqing, no matter how much I don't understand love, no matter how unclear I am about my own heart, I still know that the child in my belly is bleeding with my own flesh and blood! I also know not to hurt her.
Him/her! How cruel are you to do such a heinous thing?"
He asked angrily, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
The raging flames seemed to burn Wan Qing's entire body to ashes.
His eyes suddenly turned red, and the pain and hurt in his eyes were so obvious.
It was as if the Wan Qing in front of him was an inhuman man-eating beast.
Wan Qing's heart felt as bitter as having eaten Coptis chinensis, tears seeped out of her eyes, but they could not fall down.
"I don't want to do this either...but..."
"Don't you want this?" Lu Yansong snorted coldly, interrupting her words.
He coldly shook off her chin with his hand and stared at her hatefully, "Who forced you to go to the operating table? Huh?"
This cruel woman never revealed any information to him from the time she found out she was pregnant to the time the operation was completed.
if……
She discussed it with him in advance and the result would definitely not be like this.
if……
If she had thought of him beforehand, the situation would not have become so bad and irreversible!
"Jing Wanqing, listen carefully..."
Lu Yansong looked down at her with cold eyes.
Take a deep breath, as if using this to complete the next words.
"We, starting from here, will end it completely!"
She bit the last four words very hard and forcefully.
It was as if she was afraid that Wan Qing wouldn't understand.
My heart felt suffocated, and Wan Qing's breathing almost stopped.
Looking into those dark eyes, she asked with pale lips: "Have you loved me before...?"
"Why should I love you?!" Lu Yansong looked at her mockingly, "What do you think is worthy of my love in you? Jing Wanqing, in my eyes now, you are nothing but hateful!"
Wan Qing smiled palely.
There was only desolation left in his eyes.
If there is no love, all explanations become meaningless.
She wasn't even sure that if she didn't have this disease, would she have kept the child without his love?
Really, not necessarily!
"I know." Wan Qing smiled, but her eyes were full of bitter tears.
Seeping out from the eye sockets, like tiny stars, but completely dim.
……………………
in the end……
Lu Yansong slammed the door and left.
The back was as stiff as a stone statue, mixed with oppressive and heavy pain.
Wan Qing lay weakly on the bed, letting tears fall from her eyes and soak the sheets.