However, that is not my child, not my bone and blood.

What‘s the use of adoption?

My brain became more and more painful, but I was tightly grasped by Carl and could not continue to do anything to hurt me.

My screams became more and more obvious, and the doctor contacted my attending doctor in the first place.

Ambulances from the hospital roared in.

When I woke up, my mind was a little confused.

I don‘t know where I am, everything seems to be in a daze, but my mood is somewhat inexplicably relaxed. When the doctor came in, he saw me and was slightly stunned.

"Hello, who are you?" I quieted down before asking the doctor.

The doctor was even more puzzled by my words, and Carl, who soon followed in, changed his face and looked at the doctor subconsciously when he heard my question again.

The doctor shook his head at Carl, but he was not sure.

When I saw Carl, I was slightly relieved. This is probably the only person I know here. I cried, "Carl, where is this and why am I here?"

Apart from nervousness, the attitude was not as angry as when I saw Carl before.

Carl‘s expression also changed, but the consternation was well hidden. I watched Carl walk steadily towards me.

Stand right in front of me.

I was still puzzled： "What happened and why am I here?"

"You don‘t know why you are here?" Carl asked me word by word.

"Yes." I gave a very positive answer.

Then I stroked my stomach like thinking of something and couldn‘t believe it： "Where is my child? What happened? Is something wrong, that‘s why I‘m in the hospital?"

Under this circumstance, Carl and the doctor quickly exchanged eyes.

They are thinking about why my reaction is like this.

At that time, I was wondering if it was because my child was gone that I appeared in the hospital.

Under this circumstance, I was really nervous. I held Carl‘s hand tightly： "Carl, tell me what happened, tell me."

"Calm down first." Carl calmed my mood. "You and I went to the United States on a business trip, but there was an accident and the child was gone."

This, Carl said calmly： "So, now you are in the hospital."

I looked at Carl in consternation. My hand was so placed on my lower abdomen that I couldn‘t believe it. My lower abdomen, which had slightly bulged before, was now completely flat.

I watched it for a long time and did not respond at all.

It was Carl who came to me. His eyes were gentle and could drip water. The nervousness in his eyes was also obvious： "There will be children. Can you have a good rest now?"

I looked at Carl and said nothing.

In other words, I was shocked and could not say a word.

Because my brain memory began to gradually return, but all the things were just fragments. I don‘t remember how I came to the United States. All I know is that I tore up with the Pei family and finally got together with Carl.

Now, we are in the United States?

It‘s like, I had a dream that Carl and I came to the United States.

I want to think hard about some things, but my brain is painful and scary, just like being cursed. As long as I think hard, I will have a headache.

However, many things seem to be locked up behind this barrier and can no longer be remembered.

I covered my head and said, "Carl, my head hurts."

"Be good－" Carl hugged me and gently squeezed my forehead. "Don‘t think foolishly, it will be all right. Now you have a good sleep first, ok?"

"My mind is confused and there are many things, but I can‘t catch them." I shook my head and my voice was intermittent. "Why did something happen to me and what happened to me?"

"You have a rest first, rest up. I‘ll tell you slowly. Now you have just finished your miscarriage and need to rest." Carl‘s voice is warm but full of firm strength.

This kind of voice, to a great extent, calmed my restless mood.