Red Dust Tune: Cherry Falling King's Heart

Barts Hospital

Zhong Wanjun sat on the corridor of the hospital, his face pale, trembling all over, and his hair was still dripping.He clasped his hands, put them in front of his mouth, and murmured to himself tremblingly: "Qingying...Qingying, please don't worry...Qingying can't do anything..." Beside him, at the end of the corridor , There was a dazzling red light on the door of the operating room.

There was the sound of hurried and messy footsteps from one end of the corridor.

"Xiaojun, how is Qingying?!" Zhang Qiu obviously ran all the way over, and before he recovered, he asked about Qingying's situation first, followed by Sherlock and Molly.

"What the hell happened? Why did the good-looking Qing Ying enter the hospital?!" Zhang Qiu was anxious and angry, what was going on between the two? !

"Qingying...Qingying she shed a lot of blood...she shed a lot of blood..." Zhong Wanjun trembled and couldn't even utter a complete sentence, which showed the panic in his heart.

Seeing Zhong Wanjun's appearance, Zhang Qiu was also shocked: her younger brother has never been surprised before the collapse of Mount Tai. Since she was a child, she has almost never seen him in such a gaffe; now this appearance, I'm afraid something really happened!

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiu suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, sat beside Zhong Wanjun, and asked in a soft tone: "Come on, Xiaojun, don't be afraid, sister is here. Tell sister, what happened?"

Zhong Wanjun's out-of-focus eyes gradually focused on Zhang Qiu. When he saw Zhang Qiu, he seemed to see a life-saving straw, and he held onto Zhang Qiu's hand tightly: "Sister, Qingying bled a lot, she fell down At that time, a lot of blood was really shed... She must be fine, Qingying is fine, big sister!"

"Okay, okay, Qingying will be fine, she will be fine." Zhang Qiu tried to reassure him.

Seeing that Zhong Wanjun's emotions were getting more and more out of control, Molly also went to sit on the other side of Zhong Wanjun, and gently persuaded: "Sam, you have to tell us what happened so that we can know how to save Renee. Don't worry, the best doctors in the UK are all in Barts Hospital, Renee will be fine. What you have to do now is to tell us what happened so that we can help you."

"Second sister-in-law... I didn't do it on purpose, I really didn't do it on purpose..." Zhong Wanjun trembled even more, and he was completely at a loss.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Qiu knew that there was nothing left to ask now, so she winked at Molly, and Molly understood.The two decided to ask Zhong Wanjun after the doctor came out and confirmed Qingying's condition.

Seeing that Zhong Wanjun was still wet, Molly knew that he was drenched in the rain, so she got up and walked to her husband, asking Sherlock to find a set of clean clothes for Zhong Wanjun to change into. Sherlock was a little worried about Molly, after all, Molly had Two months pregnant. Sherlock left after Molly reassured her that nothing would happen.

Not long after Sherlock left, the lights in the operating room went out, and a doctor in a green surgical suit came out.

"Doctor, how is my wife?" Zhong Wanjun almost rushed forward and asked.

The doctor took off the mask and said: "Mrs. Holmes has been rescued now, and her life is not in danger. Her injuries from the fall are all skin traumas, so don't worry; the fever is serious, and a nurse will come to give her an injection in a while; it's just very serious. It's a pity that the child in her womb could not be saved." Perhaps because he had seen such things too often, the doctor's tone was calm and formulaic.

"Miscarriage?!" Zhang Qiu and Molly exclaimed at the same time.

Zhong Wanjun swayed and took a step back.Sure enough... sure enough...he asked immediately: "Then how is my wife now?"

The doctor said: "Mrs. Holmes is still in a coma, she can be pushed to the ward later, and you can visit her."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Zhang Qiu and Molly apologized to the doctor instead of Zhong Wanjun.

After sending the doctor away, Zhong Wanjun leaned against the wall and slipped weakly.It was him, he was the one who harmed Qing Ying and his own child!Holding his head in his hands, Zhong Wanjun roared weakly.

"Xiaojun, what's going on?" Zhang Qiu was in a state of anxiety, "How could Qing Ying have a miscarriage when she was so well-behaved? What happened to you guys?!"

"Sister!" Zhong Wanjun said in a mournful voice, "It's me, it's my fault! She knew about my investigation of Qing Ying, she was so sad, but happened to see me looking at the photo with Lei Ting again, Qing Ying was so angry I wanted to tear up the photo, so I quarreled with her... I didn't mean it, I accidentally slapped Qing Ying, Qing Ying ran out, and then fell down the steps... It was my fault, it was all mine fault..."

"You hit Qingying?!!!" Zhang Qiu was shocked, so this child..."What are you so crazy about? How could you hit Qingying? You just..." Zhang Qiu was so angry that he didn't know what to say That's good.

"I told you at the beginning, don't investigate Qingying, don't investigate Qingying, why didn't you listen?" Zhang Qiu said angrily, "You said you were for Xuanlongmen, okay, then why didn't you put the information away? You know how sad Qingying would be if she found out about this, how could you let her find out?!"

"I won't talk about these, after all, you are still for Xuanlongmen. The lives of so many brothers in Xuanlongmen cannot be joked about. Then let me ask you, what happened to Lei Ting? Don't forget, you have married Qing It’s Sakura! It’s not Qing Ying who cries, quarrels and hangs herself to force you to marry her. It’s you who asked to marry her and start a family with her. Then you should be responsible for your marriage. Things related to Lei Ting should have been done long ago. It's been handled cleanly, why do you still keep Lei Ting's photos? Why do you still look at those photos? Have you ever thought about where you put Qingying?!"

Faced with Zhang Qiu's scolding, Zhong Wanjun was speechless. Although Zhang Qiu, like Qing Ying, subconsciously thought that he was thinking of Lei Ting with the photo, he didn't want to make any more excuses, because no matter what The explanation, in front of Qingying today, is so pale and powerless.Zhong Wanjun knew that this time, what he did could no longer be simply described with a single typo.Qing Ying was injured and the child was gone, Zhong Wanjun was full of these two words, he hugged himself tightly, he couldn't imagine what would happen to Qing Ying when she woke up.

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"Xiao Lei, come to grandma and let grandma see... Well, I've grown a lot taller..."

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"Sister, will you take me to ice skating?"

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"Xiao Lei, come and help mom peel some oranges. Your dad will leave the car at night, so bring it to your dad."

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"Xiao Lei, why did you think of studying abroad?"

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"What's going on at home now and you still want to go abroad? Xiaolei, please save your parents' worries!"

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"Liu Xiaolei, let me tell you, if your brother can't be found, you don't want to live, and I don't want to live anymore. Both of us will die together, and I will explain to your uncle and aunt!"

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"Xiao Lei, come, let's have some soup... Auntie forgives you..."

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"Now it's finally a family reunion. Come, come, Xiaolei, Qiao Yu, come to me."

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"Xiao Lei, when you are abroad, remember to take good care of yourself."

"Sister, you have to remember to bring me back the very expensive chocolates from abroad."

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Qing Ying slowly opened her eyes, she felt that she had had a long, long dream, in the dream, her past, she had recovered her memory.

"Qingying, are you awake?" A joyful voice came from beside her ear, Qingying tilted her head slightly, and saw Zhong Wanjun standing next to her bed, looking at her with concern, "How is it? Have you Feel better?"

The scene before she passed out appeared in Qingying's mind, the feeling of suffocation and heartache reappeared again, she had not recovered from her serious illness, and she didn't know where the strength came from, she stretched out her hand and pushed Zhong Wanjun away.

"Go!" She roared, only to realize that her voice was very hoarse.

"Qingying..." Zhong Wanjun looked at her with heartache.

"I don't want to see you, you go!" Qing Ying struggled to get out of bed to catch Zhong Wanjun away.

"Qing Ying, don't get excited, you are not in good health, you can't act like this..." Zhong Wanjun said, trying to step forward to help her.

"Don't touch me!" Qing Ying screamed and wanted to shake him off, but accidentally dropped the needle on the back of her hand.When Zhang Qiu came in, there was chaos in the ward.

"Xiaojun, you go out first!" Zhang Qiu guessed that Qingying would look like this after waking up, "I'll take care of Qingying, you go and call the doctor."

"But……"

"Please take into account Qingying's current feelings!" Zhang Qiu said sharply.She reprimanded Zhong Wanjun, it was indeed out of anger towards Zhong Wanjun, but part of it was for Qing Ying to make Qing Ying understand that she was on her side, so that she would not treat herself like Zhong Wanjun. So repulsive.She already knew everything about it, and she was very worried about how the two of Junying and Junying would go on in the future.What she is most worried about is that Qing Ying's heart is ashamed and she wants to divorce Zhong Wanjun.Although Zhong Wanjun went too far this time, she still hoped that Qingying would give Zhong Wanjun a chance to persuade him not to leave, so she must be able to say something in front of Qingying.

Zhong Wanjun understood Zhang Qiu's thoughts, he gave Qing Ying a worried look, and then left the ward.Seeing Zhong Wanjun leave, Qing Ying calmed down.

Zhang Qiu stepped forward to help Qing Ying lie down, Qing Ying did not reject her.Zhang Qiu rocked the bed and adjusted the position of the pillow so that Qing Ying could rest more comfortably.

"Do you want some water?" Zhang Qiu asked.Qingying nodded.Zhang Qiu turned around and poured her a glass of warm water, Qing Ying's throat was dry and astringent, she drank it in one gulp.

Seeing that the back of Qing Ying's hand was still bleeding, Zhang Qiu found a medical OK bandage to stop the bleeding. At this moment, the doctor came.

While the doctor was examining Qing Ying and the nurse was re-inserting her, Zhang Qiu quietly left the ward, and Zhong Wanjun was waiting outside.

"Sister, how is Qingying?" Zhong Wanjun asked anxiously.

"My son is in a hurry now, why did you go earlier!" Zhang Qiu glared at him.

Zhong Wanjun didn't speak.

From a woman's point of view, Zhang Qiu was actually very angry with Zhong Wanjun's actions; but besides being a woman, she was also Zhong Wanjun's sister.Seeing Zhong Wanjun's haggard and gloomy appearance, she couldn't bear it either. "Okay, don't appear in front of Qingying these few days, so as not to irritate her. I'll check Qingying's tone for a while, and if necessary, I'll tell Sister Qingzhi to come, after all, miscarriage is not a trivial matter. "

"I see, sister." Zhong Wanjun nodded.

After the doctor came out, Zhang Qiu re-entered the ward.The ward was terribly quiet, Zhang Qiu noticed that Qing Ying was covering her lower abdomen with one hand, and her heart skipped a beat: Qing Ying already knew?

Zhang Qiu anxiously walked to the hospital bed, pulled the chair and sat down, then asked cautiously: "Qingying, are you... all right?"

Qing Ying silently looked at her stomach, her face pale.After a while, she said, "I want to be alone."

Looking at Qing Ying's expression, Zhang Qiu didn't dare to provoke her, said "OK" and left softly, and closed the door for her.

After Zhang Qiu went out, Qingying finally shed tears that she had endured for a long time.She stroked her belly, weeping, in pain, the doctor's words were still echoing in her ears.The doctor said that the child had been in the hospital for more than a month, and because she was exposed to the rain and had a high fever and fell again, coupled with her emotional ups and downs, the child could not be kept in the end.In this way, a little life came quietly, but left before her confused mother found anything; what's more ironic is that her mother turned out to be the murderer who killed her baby!

Qing Ying thought, if she could discover the existence of this child earlier, even if she found out that Zhong Wanjun was investigating herself, even if she bumped into Zhong Wanjun looking at Lei Ting's photo, she would definitely be able to control herself for the sake of the baby. Will not go to the rain, let alone wrestling.It was her, she killed her own child with her own hands!

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Baby, I'm sorry..." Qing Ying's tears poured out.The blow after blow made Qingying feel like a bean in the stone mill, almost smashed to pieces.This kind of pain, bone erosion, unforgettable.

Zhong Wanjun was outside the ward, listening to Qing Ying's cries, his heart felt like a knife was being twisted.If it wasn't for the things he did, he and Qing Ying should be very happy to celebrate the arrival of their baby now, instead of regretting the beginning like they are now.Zhong Wanjun was heartbroken and remorseful, and wished he could kill himself!There is no husband like him in the world, no father like him!

Zhong Wanjun punched the wall hard.

Zhang Qiu looked at Zhong Wanjun from the sidelines, and couldn't bear it in his heart.She walked up to Zhong Wanjun and persuaded: "Okay, it's over now. Instead of regretting here, you should think about what to do next. Qing Ying is really sad this time, and she must change her mind." , I'm afraid it will be difficult. You have to think about how to save it later."

"Save? How to save?" Zhong Wanjun said softly, "I slapped Qing Ying, and the child is gone. Unless we can turn back the time and let the child come back, so that nothing happened, how can we save it? Sister, Qing Ying She won't forgive me anymore, she already hates me to death. You didn't see the hatred in her eyes when she woke up and saw me. Sister, Qingying and I can't go back, you can't go back, do you understand?! "

"No way!" Zhang Qiu hurriedly held his hand and said, "Xiaojun, Qingying loves you so much that she would give up her life for you. Now that you have finally come together, you have been married for two years. She I will never forgive you. Yes, you hurt her, she may be very angry with you, but I believe Qing Ying forgives you, it is only a matter of time."

"It's just a matter of time?" Zhong Wanjun smiled miserably, "Sister, do you believe what you say?"

"I..." Zhang Qiu was speechless.Indeed, these words of hers were only in consolation.Mental infidelity, domestic violence, and miscarriage, these three things are hard for any woman to bear, let alone the three things happened to Qingying at the same time; The deeper the love, the deeper the hurt, and the deeper the hate.

"No matter what," Zhang Qiu said, "you are sorry for Qingying, no matter whether you can save it or not, you have to do it. If you are afraid of Qingying's hatred for you and do nothing, then you are really doomed .”

Zhong Wanjun was silent.

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Zhong Wanjun walked gently into the Qingying ward with the thermos bucket in hand.Qing Ying was sitting on the bed, looking out the window.

It has been three days since Qingying woke up, during this period, Qingying has been taken care of by Zhang Qiu and refused to see Zhong Wanjun.Qingzhi just gave birth last month and is in confinement, Qingying doesn't want to disturb Qingzhi and Wang Dadong's mood with her own affairs, and asks Zhang Qiu not to tell the Geng family.Zhang Qiu asked the doctor and knew that Qing Ying was very cooperative with the treatment and that her recovery was completely fine, so she was happy not to tell Qing Zhi and the others.She was afraid that Geng Qingzhi's eagerness to protect her sister would make it impossible for Zhong Wanjun to be with Qingying.It's not that she is selfish, but that she understands the pain of being in love but not being together; she has been like this all her life, and the separation between yin and yang is an irreversible parting. But also the fate of life and death.

After Qing Ying heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head subconsciously and saw that it was Zhong Wanjun. She was slightly taken aback, and then her heart was filled with surging pain and hatred.She tried her best to suppress the emotions in her heart, and turned her head away again.

Zhong Wanjun knew that Qing Ying didn't want to see him, so he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "My sister has something to do today, so I really can't get away." In fact, Zhang Qiu felt that the two hadn't seen each other for three days, and Qing Ying's emotions were also the same. He should have calmed down a bit, so let Zhong Wanjun stop secretly guarding outside the ward, waiting for Qingying to fall asleep before daring to go in and take a look at her, but go directly to take care of Qingying.

Zhong Wanjun put down the thermos, unscrewed the lid, and came out with a bowl of porridge: "The sun outside is very good today, you can't stay in the ward all the time. After lunch, I can accompany you out for a walk. But you have to eat your lunch first. You haven’t fully recovered yet, so your diet should be light. I specially cooked lean meat porridge for you, try it, if it doesn’t suit your taste, I’ll make you something else.” With that said, he handed the porridge in front of Qingying.

Qing Ying turned her head to look at the steaming porridge in front of her, then gave Zhong Wanjun a cold look, then waved the porridge to the ground.The porcelain bowl shattered on the ground, and the ear-piercing sound pierced Zhong Wanjun's heart.

Zhong Wanjun's heart ached, Qingying never treated him like this before, he knew that Qingying now hated him very much.

Zhong Wanjun took a deep breath, suppressed the wetness in his eyes, and then pretended to say normally: "It seems that you don't like this taste, it's okay, I'll make you something else." fragments.

Qing Ying looked at the back of Zhong Wanjun squatting on the ground, and felt a flash of distress in her heart.Her Wanjun is such a proud man, when has he been so humble?But soon, her distress was covered up by hatred, and she would never forget that this man severely trampled on her sincerity, pride, and self-esteem, and was even one of the murderers who killed her child!

"You don't have to do it anymore, I made it very clear, I don't want to see you again." Qing Ying's cold voice sounded from behind Zhong Wanjun, Zhong Wanjun's hand stopped, and the sharp broken porcelain immediately scratched his cheek palm.

With a sharp pain in his heart, Zhong Wanjun raised a smile that was uglier than crying, pretending that he didn't hear Qingying's words, and cleaned up silently.After picking up all the fragments, Zhong Wanjun stood up, faced Qing Ying, and said in a relaxed tone pretending to be: "I will let the nurse clean up the porridge on the ground later, if you don't like me It’s okay, I’ll go out and buy you something else to eat. Don’t get out of bed, I’m not sure if there are any debris on the ground, don’t cut your feet.”

"I said I don't want to see you again, don't you understand?!!!" Qingying finally shouted out of control.

Zhong Wanjun tightly clutched the broken porcelain in his hand, even though his hand was cut bloody, he didn't seem to feel it, because Qing Ying's words of not seeing her had already made his heart ache to bleed.

Qing Ying saw the glaring redness on Zhong Wanjun's hand, and that distressed feeling struck again.Qing Ying felt the moisture in her eyes, she turned her head away, not wanting Zhong Wanjun to see it, and at the same time secretly scolded herself for not living up to expectations, why did she still unconsciously feel sorry for Zhong Wanjun at this point.

Taking a deep breath, forcing back the tears, Qing Ying said coldly: "You go, go and call your sister, I have something to say to her."

The words "your sister" hit Zhong Wanjun's heart, and Zhong Wanjun was choked up. Is Qing Ying trying to draw a line with herself?Before he had time to think about it, he said, "Okay." He paused, and then said, "Then you have a good rest, and I'll let the nurse deliver the nutritious meals from the hospital. After all, the nutritious meals in the hospital are no better than those at home. For your own health, At least you can eat as much as you can. After you are discharged from the hospital, I will make you what you like. "

Qingying sneered sneeringly.Home?Could the place that had given her all her happiness and then ruthlessly destroyed all her hopes be called "home"?

Zhong Wanjun felt another pain in his heart, he forced himself out of the ward.After going out the door, Fang leaned against the wall weakly, as if the pretense just now had exhausted all his strength.

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