Your Excellency, I love you!

He probably deserved to die long ago.

Mo Qingshan should have killed him when he was nine years old.

Then Luo Qiangwei would not meet him, would not like him, would not marry him, she is so kind, so beautiful, so good, there must be a man who loves her very much, and will take good care of her and protect her for the rest of her life.

It's not a man like him who is plagued by illness and can't give her stability and happiness.

What right does he have to have her.

"Continue to hit," Mo Shiche knelt there, his handsome face was covered with bruises, he smiled mockingly, "Punch a few more times, vent your anger for Luo Qiangwei, she... is in so much pain."

That stingy woman who is sure to get revenge, even when he accidentally got foam on her face when he brushed his teeth together in the morning, she would hold his head to keep him from moving, and then bite his chin for a long time before giving up.

Now that it hurts so much, how can she be convinced.

His woman... a silly woman.

Yan Chu looked at his appearance of pleading guilty but unreasonably miserable, and he couldn't stop hitting him. He bent down and picked him up again, gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Shiche, what do you want? If you are a man, stay away from Weiwei, she will never have her life to hurt you and torment you, you don't deserve her to love you, you don't deserve it at all!"

He let go of his hand suddenly, and Mo Shiche slammed his back against the wall.

"Since you didn't believe her and rejected her child, there's no need for you to visit her hypocritically afterward." Yan Chu stood in front of the ward door and said coldly, "You don't deserve it either."

Mo Shiche looked up into the ward.

The glass window on the door was too small for him to see her profile.

Just now... I should have taken a closer look.

Mo Shiche turned around slowly and walked forward step by step, restraining himself not to look back.

Don't you deserve it?

He really doesn't deserve anything anymore.

…………

Outside the emergency room, the doctor who was temporarily called came out and handed the man in front of him a medical aluminum box, "Mr. Mo, this is the small embryonic blood clot that flowed out from Mrs. Mo's miscarriage...Because of the special situation, our nurse Haven't had time to deal with it yet."

Mo Shiche stiffly reached out to take it.

Here... Luo Qiangwei conceived for him...their child.

Seeing his distraught appearance, the doctor didn't dare to say anything to a person like him, and turned to leave, but the man behind him rarely stopped her, "Did she...did a lot of blood during the operation?"

"You mean... Mrs. Mo?"

Mo Shiche suddenly stopped talking, and remained silent for a long time, clutching the aluminum box in his hand, turned and left.

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Mu Yunshen found Mo Shiche in the storage room on the top floor of the hospital.

He thought that something had happened to him, he was half-dead in anxiety, and was about to open the door to go in, but found that there was a bright yellow light inside.

Hundreds of white candles were lit and filled every inch of the room.

The handsome man knelt in the center, and there was a medical aluminum box on the altar in front of him, and the lid was opened.

Mo Shiche put his hands by his side, didn't do anything, just looked down at the contents of the box, focused and lost in thought.

It's like paying homage.

It seems to be accompanying.

Mu Yunshen understood what was inside the aluminum box almost instantly——

He rolled his Adam's apple, and asked in a low voice, "You just said, Shi Che...how much time is left?"

Nurse He's voice behind her was very low, "The old doctor said... At least half a year, at most... One and a half years."

Mu Yunshen's eyes trembled, and he withdrew his outstretched hand. He slowly closed his eyes, "Let him send his child off tonight for the last time. You can go back. I'll just stand here with him." .”