Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

The child was not saved.

The lights in the hospital corridor shone on Huo Minzheng's face, which lost all color in an instant. The moment these five words penetrated his heart, the veins on his forehead suddenly swelled. Qin Heng subconsciously went to help him, but he waved his hand away.

His low, hoarse voice was trying his best to restrain the emotions that could destroy people.

"What about her?"

The jade ring on his left thumb broke into pieces and fell to the ground with a clang.

There were already cracks, and eventually they couldn't withstand the strong pressure and fell apart.

The middle-aged female doctor was startled and looked unhappy, but she still answered him calmly, "She is still very weak. She is in a coma and will wake up in about an hour."

Qin Heng said: "Thank you for your hard work."

The doctor said sorry again and left.

Ji Lin lowered his hands feebly, squatted on the ground suddenly, held his head in his hands, and let out a long sigh, "How could this happen?"

The aura around Huo Minzheng was gloomy, like the bottom of an abyss, trying to suck everything into it.

"A Zheng..." Qin Heng was really worried about Huo Minzheng's current situation. Apart from his initial reaction, he had no reaction at all. He seemed to have completely let go of the fact that the child was gone, but Qin Heng knew that was not the case. .

He is suppressing himself.

The calmer the surface, the more violent the repression and salvation will be, and the backlash will be the most severe.

Qin Heng was worried that if he continued like this, he would not be able to support himself.

"I'll wait for her to come out." He only said one sentence.

After half an hour of observation, Fu Yan was lying on the bed and was pushed out of the emergency room by the nurse. Huo Minzheng subconsciously took a step. Ji Lin stepped forward and blocked him, "She doesn't want to see you, get out of here." !”

"Ji Lin." Fu Hanlin took his arm.

"There are some things that Fu Yan should tell him personally."

Ji Lin looked into Huo Mingzheng's eyes and said sarcastically, "Fu Yan has nothing to say to him."

"That's also a matter between me and her," Huo Mingzheng said every word with a cold light in his deep black eyes, "It has nothing to do with you others."

Fu Hanlin held on to his arm.

Ji Lin gritted his teeth, threw away his hand angrily, strode to the end of the corridor, walked to the stairwell, and slammed the door.

He took out the cigarette pack from his pocket with trembling fingers. In fact, he had not smoked for a long time. This pack was the one Qin Heng gave to Huo Mingzheng just now to calm him down when he wanted to kill him.

He couldn't get used to it, choked and coughed a few times, and his eyes were red.

The child is gone.

When Fu Xiaoyan woke up, how should he face her and what should he tell her?

He obviously said that he would protect her and the child.

That is what Fu Yan cares about most. Because of her expectations, she is full of hope for the future. She said that she will work hard to learn to be a good mother.

He kicked the wall violently and cursed at himself: "Ji Lin, you are talking nonsense!"

Fu Yan trusts you so much, but you can't even protect her child. Your friend is too cowardly!

The door to the stairwell was pushed open and closed again.

Without raising his head, Ji Lin took away the cigarette case and lighter from his hand with one hand. After a while, the clicking sound of the lighter came from the quiet stairwell.

Ji Lincai slowly raised his eyes and saw that Fu Hanlin's entire face was trapped in darkness, with no expression at all, only white smoke drifting out slowly.

……

Fu Yan woke up from the pain of contractions. She opened her eyes suddenly and subconsciously touched her lower abdomen. However, she encountered a hand with wide and slender fingers.

It was so familiar, this hand had measured every inch of her body.

It was he who pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.

The disgust and rejection in her eyes were clearly reflected in Huo Mingzheng's.

"What are you doing, Mr. Huo?" Fu Yan was weak and his voice was hoarse.

Her face and lips were white, and even her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, but her eyes were looking at the dim lights on the ceiling.

Not even a spare look was given to Huo Mingzheng.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Fu Yan's originally pale face was turning red inch by inch.

Her body was shaking uncontrollably, her heart was torn apart, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll let Cao Fang do it." The man's voice was unusually low and hoarse.

The warm warmth from the palm of his hand was constantly transmitted to her body, but the skin on her lower abdomen could not be warmed.

With the pain in her lower abdomen from time to time, Fu Yan knew what it meant. She gritted her teeth and controlled herself from shaking. She let out a suppressed sob deep in her throat, but she quickly suppressed it.

She exhaled and sneered, a tear rolled from the corner of her eye into the pillow, a faint water stain, "How dare I bother Mr. Huo's people."

She felt Huo Minzheng's hand stiffen, and there was no comfort in her heart. She felt nothing at all.

"The doctor said you shouldn't have too many emotional ups and downs now."

"Then can I trouble Mr. Huo to go out?" Her cold voice was very different from usual.

Huo Minzheng took his hand back and covered her with a quilt, as if he didn't listen to her words, "Go to sleep and eat something when you wake up."

Fu Yan took a deep breath and said two hello words with trembling lips.

She suddenly turned sideways and sat up from the bed, "Since Mr. Huo won't go out, then I'll go out."

"Fu Yan!" Huo Minzheng suddenly pressed her shoulders and said sternly, "What do you want to do!"

"Breathing the same air as you makes me sick."

Huo Minzheng forced her to lie down on the hospital bed, controlling her shoulders to prevent her from getting up. Fu Yan also gave up the struggle. When he saw the first-level nursing sign hanging on the bedside, he seemed to have lost his life.

Her eyes were lifeless.

Huo Minzheng took a deep breath and squeezed the hand on her shoulder tightly. Half of his face was hidden in the dim light, "You don't want to see me that much?"

However, what responded to him was Fu Yan's lifeless eyes. She seemed to be looking at him, but there was no shadow of him in her eyes, and a heavy haze threatened to drown her.

In the dim room, the man's figure gradually lengthened. The door opened and the man walked out. The moment he closed the door, a suppressed cry came from the room.

The cry was muffled, like covering his head with something, biting something in his mouth and shivering.

The doorknob creaked as the man's hand held it, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged in an extremely horrifying arc, as if they were about to tear flesh and blood.

Qin Heng saw him coming out and wanted to step forward.

Huo Mingzheng glanced at Cao Fang with a calm expression, and said calmly: "Ask Ji Lin to go in and see her."

"Yes, Mr. Huo." Cao Fang put away the worry in his eyes.

Huo Minzheng walked towards the bathroom silently.

Qin Heng vaguely sensed something was wrong by looking at his footsteps, stopped Suolun and Cao Yuan, and followed Huo Minzheng's pace.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Huo Minzheng put one hand on the wall, and a mouthful of blood gushes out of his throat and splashes into the porcelain white sink, which is shocking.