On the second day, it was still non-stop dispensing medicine, injections, infusions, rubbing alcohol, and dipping water into the child's mouth.The child's hands and head were full of needle holes, and the needles had to be pricked on the feet instead.

In the evening, Fen Jiaping walked in.Jing Wan didn't even turn her head. She lay beside Yue Yue's bed all day long, unable to take a bite of food, and turned a deaf ear to Murong Feng's distress and concern. She even almost forgot that she had a son. !Fortunately, Murong Feng did not forget.

"Jiaping, can Rui Rui stay there alone?"

"Don't worry, Fourth Young Master! The young master can play alone. When I came here, he was still looking for a bird's nest in the woods on the shooting range! By the way, Fourth Young Master, those few days when he shot you upright! All the targets have been pulled up."

"Hehe, that brat!" Murong Feng gave a rare smile, "Be careful not to let him come here. Besides, it's nothing serious, so don't run here for now."

On the third day, Yue Yue's condition improved greatly, she stopped talking nonsense, and the frequency of vomiting and diarrhea also decreased, and she woke up several times in the middle, and said a few words to Murong Feng and Jing Wan.Murong Feng and Jing Wan's gripped hearts in the past two days were slowly released.At night, the nurses were also put back to rest.

In the middle of the night, Jing Wan, who was reclining beside Yue Yue, closed her eyes half-relaxed.She hadn't closed her eyes for two whole days and two nights, and Murong Feng looked at her distressedly.He couldn't imagine, during the four years of raising two children, how many times she had this kind of food, drink, sleeplessness, fear... I owe her too much...

Suddenly, Jing Wan put her hand on her abdomen, her body seemed to be trembling slightly in pain, and her face twisted as well.What terrible nightmare did she have?Murong Feng stretched out his hand, trying to smooth her forehead, but as soon as he touched her forehead, Jing Wan yelled: "Sir, don't! Sir, don't!" Then both of them clutched their stomachs, and curled up their whole body. stand up.

"Jing Wan, what's wrong with you?" Murong Feng hurriedly shook her arm.

"Ah! Don't!" Jing Wan sat up abruptly, her eyes widened, she saw Murong Feng next to her, she threw herself into his arms, and burst into tears.

"Jing Wan, it's okay, it's just a dream." Murong Feng comforted her by stroking her back.

"No, no! I'm afraid they've left me."

"Jing Wan, they are all sleeping soundly and will not leave you."

"No, you don't know."

"Hey, they're all fine and won't leave you."

"I'm really afraid of losing them. I'm not a good mother. I'm sorry for them."

"Jing Wan, it's not your fault. Yue Yue will be fine soon."

"No, you don't know, I'm so sorry for them."

"Jing Wan, you took good care of them, I want to thank you."

Jing Wan shook her head in his arms, choked up and said, "You don't know, if you knew, you would definitely hate me."

Murong Feng's heart was about to break, he knew Jing Wan's hatred, he also knew Jing Wan's pain, but he never thought that the pain hidden in Jing Wan's heart was far more than he imagined...

"You don't even know what I did to them. When the security team kicked me, I didn't know how to protect them. I even wondered why they weren't kicked out; Xinzhi saved my baby, Instead of thanking him, I secretly went to Shengci Hospital to have an abortion. Later, I wanted to jump off the train. In such a cold day, I lay on the top of the train without moving. I really feel sorry for them! If it wasn’t for me , Yueyue will definitely not suffer from these crimes..."

Murong Feng was heartbroken and burst into tears...

"I really hate myself. You must hate me for hearing that, don't you? You hate me, don't you?"

Murong Feng held Jing Wan's face in his hands, and said with a choked voice: "Jing Wan, I don't hate you, I really want to thank you for keeping them in the end. I'm the one who's sorry for you, sorry for you, I'm the one who hates you the most People! If they want to blame, they can really only blame me!"

"No, that's not right. You love them, you love them the most. I have always been bad, and I have never wanted them." Jing Wan shook her head heavily.

Murong Feng hugged her heavily, and the two of them burst into tears again.

……

"It's my fault, I'm sorry for them..." Jing Wan was still immersed in deep self-blame, muttering endlessly.

"Jing Wan, stop talking, okay? Get a good night's sleep and stop talking."

"No, you let me finish, or I'll always hate myself."

"Okay, tell me, I'll listen."

"Zhanpeng and Shuhui saved me, I followed them here, and Zhanpeng also helped me find a job. But I don't want to stay here, I want to go home, I want to apologize to my parents, I want to be innocent I went home to apologize to my parents. So, I still wanted to kill them. I wandered around the hospital gate several times. But I thought of Niu Niu again. Shuhui came to play with Niu Niu every day. When I thought of Niu Niu , just let them stay in my stomach for another day. They must have known it themselves, got scared, and ran out ahead of time..."

"Stop talking, Jing Wan, sleep for a while. Please."

"Yueyue's doing this is all my fault." The guilt that had been stored in her heart for so many years finally poured out at this most vulnerable moment in front of the children's biological father. Jing Wan slowly raised her head and looked at Murong. Feng, "You know everything, don't you hate me?"

Murongfeng lowered his head slowly, put his forehead against hers, choked up and said, "Jing Wan, I don't hate you. Really, I hate myself."

The two cried again, his forehead against her forehead, her eyes against his eyes, his nose against her nose, her mouth against his mouth...his tears spilled over her her cheeks, her tears also covered his cheeks, their tears ran down their cheeks, slid across their necks, and finally converged on their tightly pressed chests, and it was no longer possible to tell which one was his tear , Which drop is her tear, I can no longer tell whose tears are more than whose tears...

If Mr. Yin could travel through time and space to see this scene, he might also be moved by it...

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