Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 175 This is Retribution 3
Huang Ruoshan walked up to Fang Zisu.

She squatted down, word by word, and said slowly: "Lin Baoer, take care of yourself." ——Fang Zisu used someone else's ID card, and her name was Lin Baoer.

Then, regardless of Fang Zisu's life or death, Huang Ruoshan took four burly men and walked away.

Fang Zisu lay on the ground and couldn't get up. She felt severe pain in her abdomen, and later, she found that her lower body was bleeding profusely.So, Fang Zisu struggled in fear, and finally got up.

She called me with a weak voice: "Lala, save me, save me—" She continued: "My child, blood...a lot of blood...bleed...a miscarriage..."

When I heard the call, I was frightened out of my wits.

Before he had time to think about it, he rushed out of the bedroom, but ran too fast and bumped into Cheng Yiming who was walking towards him.In a hurry, I even forgot to say "I'm sorry", and I was about to rush to the stairs, looking very anxious.Cheng Yiming, on the other hand, quickly grabbed me with his sharp eyes: "Lala, what's the matter with you? You're in a panic."

I stomped my feet anxiously: "I'm going to save people."

Cheng Yiming was startled: "Save people?"

I said, "Rescue Fang Zisu."

Cheng Yiming asked, "What's wrong with her?"

I said, "I don't know why, it seems like she's going to have a miscarriage, saying a lot of blood.""

Cheng Yiming was calm. He said, "You just ran to rescue Fang Zisu like this? I'm afraid it's too late for you to get there."

I slapped my head: "Ah, that's right! Why am I so stupid?" Then I was bewildered, and looked at Cheng Yiming like a rescue: "But...but...Cheng Yiming, tell me, what should I do?"

Cheng Yiming asked Fang Zisu's address, then took out his mobile phone, called 120, and asked the hospital's ambulance to rescue Fang Zisu first.Later, he said to me: "Lala, let's go, let's go to the hospital."

I quickly said, "Don't bother you, I can take the taxi myself."

Cheng Yiming glanced at me: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Let's go."

When we arrived at the hospital, Fang Zisu was already there.

Fang Zisu had a miscarriage, and the two-month-old fetus was gone.The doctor said, fortunately, the rescue was done in time, if it was delayed by two hours, the adult's life would still be in danger.The doctor also said that because Fang Zisu's uterus was seriously injured, the chance of getting pregnant again in the future is not high, even less than [-] percent. Whether she can become a mother again depends on Fang Zisu's future luck.

After a long time, Fang Zisu was pushed out of the operating room.

Fang Zisu was anesthetized and hadn't woken up yet.She was lying on the hospital bed, her body curled up into a ball, her face was as pale as white paper, with no blood at all.

I stayed there and took care of her.

Although Fang Zisu asked for someone else's ID card, the name was Lin Baoer, but for safety reasons, I asked for a VIP advanced ward area with a special elevator.

The ward is in the south, and it is furnished like a high-end hotel, with all kinds of furniture and appliances. It also has a master bedroom, a study room, a kitchen, a living room, as well as rooms for family members and attendants. Both sides of the suite are surrounded by a large garden on the roof.

The doctor who operated on Fang Zisu was the same doctor who examined her, a middle-aged woman in her forties. Seeing Fang Zisu like this, she naturally knew what was going on, so what happened? Didn't ask either.

At dawn, Fang Zisu woke up.

Fang Zisu's first move was to reach out and stroke her stomach. The stomach was empty and the child was gone.The expression on Fang Zisu's face was so lonely, helpless, and terrified.Fang Zisu was lying on the hospital bed pitifully like this, without the slightest expression like before, with a pair of dull eyes open, not saying a word, not moving at all.At that moment, people felt that she was like a puppet, lifeless, soulless, empty and desolate.

I grabbed her hand tightly and kept calling: "Zisu! Zisu! Fang Zisu—"

Fang Zisu turned her head slowly and looked at me.

Her eyes are painful, sad, desperate, dissipated, and bewildered.After a long, long time, one big drop, one big tear, finally fell down from her cheeks, "splattering", all over her face.

Fang Zisu murmured, "The child is gone! What should I do? What should I do?"

I held her hand tightly, speechless.

Fang Zisu cried again, and said while crying: "It is unlikely that I will be a mother in the future, and I may not have children of my own. Lala, tell me, is this God punishing me? I have received such retribution?"

I don't know what to say.

Fang Zisu cried again and said: "I originally thought that after I gave birth to my son, my good luck would come. From then on, I would not have to work hard in filming, and I could live a life of prosperity and wealth. Even if I can't do Han Qingwen's Wife, but at least, my son can inherit the billions of assets of Han's enterprise, and I can be more expensive according to the mother. Now that the child is gone, my hope has come to naught."

I still don't know what to say.

I have been with Fang Zisu in the hospital.

Han Qingwen didn't show up until the afternoon.

I walked out of the master bedroom of the ward with great interest and went to the rooftop garden, leaving the two of them alone.

At this time, the sun is very warm and soft, the sky is so blue, the wind is so gentle, surrounded by tall buildings, the bright sunlight passes through the gaps in the windows, and falls domineeringly on people.

In my rooftop garden, I vaguely heard Fang Zisu's crying voice in the ward: "The baby is gone, what should I do? The doctor said, I can't have a baby, what should I do?"

I heard Han Qingwen say again: "You have a good rest."

Fang Zisu just cried.

Han Qingwen didn't stay in the ward for long, only a few minutes.I heard him say: "I still have things to do, I'm leaving. You have a good rest, I'm busy, I don't have time to see you again."

This is the end of my foretelling.

Han Qingwen and Fang Zisu are together, but she is pregnant with his child. If the child is gone, she will not be able to bear children from now on, and it has no use value. He doesn't need to spend time with her anymore—— Most successful men in the business are cold-blooded animals, and women are nothing more than clothes to him.

A rich, capable, and good-looking man can have many women in his life, interlaced and continuous, embellishing his life——Han Qingwen is no exception.

Fang Zisu is not Han Qingwen’s red rose, nor is she a white rose—no matter whether she is a red rose or a white rose, Fang Zisu is not qualified, she is just one of the many women who passed by Han Qingwen’s life in a hurry .Although Fang Zisu is beautiful, she is not the only beautiful woman. Perhaps in Han Qingwen's eyes, Fang Zisu is no different from other women, just like the clothes on her body.

Now that the clothes are old, it's time to change them.

Han Qingwen didn't leave immediately, but walked to the roof garden, and he stood beside me.

"Mrs. Cheng—" he called me.

"Call me Lala." I turned to look at him: "I can't get used to the word 'Mrs. Cheng', I feel like I'm in my [-]s."

"Lala——" Han Qingwen was not polite, and called me by my name, and he said, "I have something to say to you."

"What words?" I asked.

"It's about Fang Zisu." Han Qingwen said.

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(End of this chapter)