Miracle Doctor Little Sweet Wife Dressed as a Prince

Chapter 390 The pain of losing a child
Speaking of things, when Shihan saw the arrow flying towards him, his body seemed to be frozen by an unknown force!
She couldn't move, and she even saw the familiar black silk out of the corner of her eye.

"Han'er!" Chu Tingshen roared, Yan Shihan heard it, but she couldn't move.

She watched helplessly as the familiar little figure of Black Claw suddenly appeared in front of her, and the menacing arrow was fixed directly on Black Claw's body!

The blood spread in front of Yan Shihan's eyes, making her eyes full of red.

Because of the force of the arrow, Yan Shihan staggered a few steps back holding the black claw, and fell to the ground.

A long arrow protruded from Black Claw's soft belly, and blood gushed out continuously, mixing with its white fur.

shocking!

Yan Shihan held the injured black claw in his arms, and he seemed to be stunned.

Until Chu Tingshen flew over and picked her and Heizhao back to the palace.

"Han'er! Han'er!"

Chu Tingshen kept calling Yan Shihan, and Yan Shihan finally came to his senses.

Her eyelids trembled, and she looked down at the black claw in her arms.

The voice of the exit was very hoarse, "Black Claw it"

Chu Ting held Yan Shihan's little hand deeply, "Han'er, good boy, I've already called the imperial doctor, Black Claw will be fine."

Chu Tingshen knows better than anyone else the importance of this puppy, Black Claw, to Yan Shihan.

He saw with his own eyes that when the arrow flew towards Yan Shihan, it was the black claw that jumped up and blocked the arrow for her!

That attitude, no hesitation!

Black Claw, ready to die!

Chu Ting held Heizhao carefully, and moved it from Yan Shihan's arms to the bed.

Chu Ting's deep hands touched Heicaw's cold and stiff body, his eyes darkened.

Doctor Zhang was carried all the way from the palace to the palace by the guards, panting.

He just glanced at Black Claw lying on the bed with no ups and downs, and shook his head helplessly.

"The puppy has already gone, Wangfei, please give me my condolences."

Physician Zhang also knew that Yan Shihan had raised a smart and humane puppy, and now he saw that there was an arrow crossed on Black Claw.

Doctor Zhang also guessed what was going on.

But this puppy, dead is dead.

There is no way out.

Yan Shihan acted as if she didn't hear what Doctor Zhang said, she sat blankly on the side, staring at a place without focus.

Doctor Zhang shook his head, took out tools from the medicine box, and pulled out the arrow from Black Claw's body.

Yan Shihan just sat next to Black Claw, watching it quietly.

My heart seems to be bleeding.

The pain in her heart is not only the pain of losing a pet, but also a feeling that she has never experienced but seems to have known each other.

That kind of pain.

It is the pain of bereavement.

Yan Shihan covered her mouth and began to cry, her voice distraught.

The feeling of being overwhelmed with pain was like a piece of flesh had been plucked out of her heart!

Chu Tingshen stood at the door and felt uncomfortable listening to Yan Shihan's cries like a mother animal crying.

Little Xishu sat on the window coffin in the room, and beside him sat a little boy with a transparent body.

The little boy was about five or six years old, wearing a brocade robe, with a chubby face.

But at this moment, his eyes were bursting with tears, his mouth was puckered, trying not to cry out.

Little Xishu sighed.

[Cry if you want to cry, she won't hear you cry. 】

The little boy burst into tears, and only the little Xishu could hear his cries.

[It's a farewell, but it's also a reunion, so don't be sad, didn't you think of the day you came down with me? 】Little Xishu said that only he and the little boy knew how to speak.

The little boy had expected such a day so what.

When the parting really comes to the front, no one can accept it!

Chu Tingshen and Yan Shihan buried Black Claw under a peach tree in the palace garden.

In the days that followed, Yan Shihan still couldn't get over the grief of Talon's death.

(End of this chapter)