He has never been a good husband, let alone a good father.

These days, his Nian He must have been under tremendous pain and pressure, but he still suppressed it, not daring to show it in front of him, for fear of making him sad and afraid of making him sad.

"Child... we can still have more children." Song Nianhe was startled, and without any time to think about it, he answered instinctively, "It doesn't matter, Si Moli, we are still young. When you are discharged from the hospital, we can have more..."

"One, two, or three will be fine. If you like children, I will have more. Didn't we already discuss it?"

She almost cried, but suppressed it.

Si Moli's eyes slowly lost their light.

"Si Moli!" Song Nianhe panicked, "Don't think too much. It's okay. As long as we both are well, we can have a child at any time! Don't blame yourself, let alone have other ideas... Do you hear me!"

Si Moli closed his eyes.

She opened her mouth wide and stared blankly at him in her arms.

"No, Si Moli, no... we just... just lost one of the children." Song Nianhe said loudly, "We have one more, one more! Not all are lost!"

"Did you hear that? Si Moli, only one of the twins I was pregnant with was aborted. We don't have children anymore!"

"Si Moli!"

No matter how much Song Nianhe yelled or shook, Si Moli didn't react at all.

He couldn't hear.

He passed out.

Song Nianhe's heartbeat seemed to have stopped at this moment.

All the sounds around her were far away from her.

She just looked at Si Moli motionless, tears still hanging on her cheeks, dripping slowly.

How could this happen...

Why does this happen.

It was clear that they had said good night to each other half an hour ago, just like they did every night.

This unexpected result occurred.

The doctor hurriedly arrived and quickly lifted Si Moli onto the hospital bed and pushed him straight to the operating room.

Song Nianhe ran behind them, her whole body seemed to be floating, she had no idea what she was doing, she just knew she had to do it.

Si Moli was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes closed tightly, the corners of his lips were still slowly bleeding, and there were blood prints from Song Nianhe's palm on his clothes.

She just looked at him, wanting to see him a few more times.

"boom!"

The doctors and nurses entered the operating room and closed the door.

Completely cut off the outside view.

Song Nianhe was lying on the door, unable to get in.

Her hands slowly curled up and finally clenched into fists.

"Si Moli, you must wake up. You will be fine." She said to herself, "You have survived the dangers before. This time, it will definitely not be as rough as before."

She took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her eyes.

With doctors here, she believed they could save Si Moli.

Because she knew very well about Si Moli's physical condition during this period, and there was nothing abnormal about it.

But tonight...why did he suddenly vomit blood.

After calming down, Song Nianhe began to review and think.

She thought of the two nurses supporting Si Moli when she rushed out of the ward.

Also, Si Moli said, children.

Immediately, Song Nianhe turned around suddenly, looking for the two nurses.

"Madam," the bodyguard asked, "what are you looking for?"

"Nurse," Song Nianhe replied, "the two nurses who were present when Si Moli vomited blood!"

"Please wait."


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