In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

The hospital is very busy.

Outside the hospital, everyone is looking forward to it.

Leaders from all walks of life gathered together.

Waiting for the birth of this boy who is destined to be the center of attention.

The most prominent identity of this unborn little boy is that he is the son of Zhang Xiangbei.

Once he is born, he will have hundreds of thousands of godfathers.

A father who is a legend even when he is alive.

A stunningly beautiful mother.

How happy he should be.

In the delivery room.

Han Jiangxue's face turned pale with pain, completely bloodless.

While coordinating with the doctor to adjust her breathing, she said, "After you give birth, you can leave. I won't keep you."

"Oh." Sister Yuan nodded lightly, with a flash of excitement in her eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work in the past six months."

Han Jiangxue was sweating profusely, but he endured the severe pain.

"It's my duty." Sister Yuan pursed her lips and said.

The long and torturous time passed by minute by minute.

The sound of a baby's cry echoed throughout the hospital.

A little life was born.

In a secret base with no landmark on the map, in an emergency room filled with a strong and pungent smell of medicine, a man wrapped in gauze and with extremely weak vital signs on the instrument was receiving emergency rescue.

After several hours of first aid.

The doctors stood helplessly at the window, their faces filled with despair.

They all looked at the woman sitting in the wheelchair.

"This time, I may not be able to resist..."

Hearing this, the woman pushed the wheelchair tremblingly and came to the bedside.

Leaning over, she whispered softly in the man's ear: "Ruoyu, you are a father now, wake up, auntie begs you..."

But no matter how nice the words a woman says are.

The man's vital signs were gradually weakening.

"Do you want to contact the family?"

The attending physician suggested desperately: "Even if everyone in the world wants him dead, given the current situation, there is no need to worry about whether he will be exposed. It is no longer important..."

The woman's eyes were cold and her emotions were out of control: "He won't die! No!"

She was torn apart.

Hoarse voice.

By the end of the shouting, only weak sobs and desperate sniffles were left.

……

After reluctantly receiving the Han family and Dazhi and his wife, Han Jiangxue turned away all visitors who were related to her, citing exhaustion as an excuse.

She looked at Sister Yuan weakly, her red lips slightly parted: "You go."

Upon hearing this, Sister Yuan looked gently at the boy who looked more like Han Jiangxue, and raised her hand slightly, as if she wanted to touch him.

But he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Thank you."

Sister Yuan looked calm, hesitated for a long time, and said a farewell: "But I don't like you."

After that, he pushed open the door and walked out.

The ward was quiet.

Only the mother and son who met for the first time were left.

Han Jiangxue gently gathered the swaddling clothes, and a trace of farewell sadness appeared on her originally gentle and soft face: "Son, your father didn't come to see you. In fact, I knew it a long time ago. I was just lying to them and myself."

Han Jiangxue, who had not shed a tear in half a year, burst into tears and was no longer afraid of having a miscarriage.

"Son, Mom misses your dad so much..."

"Can mom go stay with your dad?"

"You will have a lot of people to accompany you in the future, so it doesn't matter if you have one less mom."

"But your dad, there's only me."

puff.

Han Jiangxue couldn't wait even a second.

He held the sharp knife and stabbed it into the heart.

Blood spurted out, staining the white sheets red.

Han Jiangxue, who was already weak, trembled all over and looked hard at her son, who was lying beside the bed and looking at her for the first time.

As if to engrave his appearance in my mind forever.

"sorry."

Han Jiangxue burst into tears and looked at her newborn son with blurry eyes: "Hubby, I'm coming."