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第215章 Chapter two hundred and fifteen nothing 1
Carl: "At this height, he is dead. How can I let go of a man who dares to get his hands on my woman?"
Carl‘s voice was cold and ruthless, and Pei Zhao had already been sentenced to death.
I watched Carl shake his head.
The current situation, coupled with Pei Zhao‘s accident, my mood began to become more and more unstable, and the voices that kept coming into my ears around me really became the last straw that crushed me.
"Boss Carl, near here, the terrain is steep, and there are no villages around. If it goes on like this, I‘m afraid it will run into a lot of trouble." The bodyguard told Carl the truth.
Carl paid no attention: "Prepare immediately."
"Yes." The doctor answered.
I shook my head, screamed out, and finally fell into a complete coma.
After I was in a coma, I didn‘t know anything. Naturally, I wouldn‘t know that Carl was holding me. His face was panicked and he kept saying to me, "Summer, you can‘t have an accident. I won‘t allow you to have an accident."
At that time, I had only one idea: to die, I would also take Carl‘s son to die together.
However, the child in my belly, the feeling of constantly churning, I clearly know that this time, he can no longer be protected, even if medicine can be done, then human beings are not allowed.
Ha ha-
If I can, I hope my life will come to an abrupt end at this moment.
… …
--
I don‘t know what time, minutes and seconds it is.
I don‘t know what time it is.
All around me in a daze were doctors dressed in green, all kinds of mechanical collision sounds, my consciousness was completely numb, and my body did not feel any pain.
But I did know that my child was forcibly pulled out of my stomach by these people.
"Umbilical cord blood is ready and will be delivered to St. Mary immediately."
"I see."
"Doctor, it‘s bad. The child is not good."
"Let me see-"
… …
I really want to talk, I really want to say let me have a look at my child, but my eyes can‘t open, my hands can‘t, I am like a lamb to be slaughtered, completely lost the ability to resist.
Even, at the moment when the child was separated from my body, I only heard the same sound as the faint Xiao Mao barking, and there was no more sound.
Here, no one expects the birth of a newborn, all they want is my child‘s cord blood.
I really hate it and hate it-
Bouts of black whirlpools swept towards me, and I fell into a coma again.
When I woke up again, I had already returned to the familiar ward. I knew that this was St. Mary of Haicheng. I struggled to escape for so many days and finally returned to Haicheng, the place where I felt most frightened.
I closed my eyes and my fingers were twitching.
I subconsciously stroked my belly. My belly had flattened down. The child dancing with my heartbeat inside had long been brutally born by Caesarean section in advance.
Kid! My child!
I suddenly sat up and looked at the empty ward. I wanted to see my child. A child who has been 32 weeks old cannot survive.
Today‘s medicine, 7-month-old children have survival rate, not to mention my children.
I want to see a doctor. I want to know what happened.
At this moment, the voice of Carl talking with the doctor came from the door. Obviously, they did not know that I had woken up.
But I just found out that I couldn‘t see anything.
My eyes were dark, not because there was no light source, but because I could not see physically. I touched my eyes, but I felt a piece of gauze on them.
What exactly happened?
Why do my eyes also have problems, why!
I wanted to scream, but my voice didn‘t make any sound. All I heard was the conversation between Carl and the doctor. In their conversation, I knew what had happened.
I hate--
I hate to pull out Carl‘s cramps and bones. This man‘s cruelty is far beyond my imagination.
That kind of hatred, avalanche, completely out of control.
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