Forced to become his stand-in wife

"Can you leave the hospital?"

"He still hasn't recovered a little bit physically."

The doctor suggested that Ling Qiu be hospitalized, but from Qin Muyang's point of view, as long as Ling Qiu's life is not in danger, there is a family doctor at home anyway.

"There are doctors and servants at home to take care of him, maybe he will get better sooner than being hospitalized."

The doctor said: "Okay, let's go through the discharge procedures. I will prescribe some medicine for the patient. The induced labor operation will have a great impact on the body. It is recommended to have a check-up every month to avoid wound infection."

After going through the discharge procedures and taking the medicine, Qin Muyang finally discharged Ling Qiu from the hospital.

As a result, right after he was discharged from the hospital, he ran into the person he least wanted to meet now—Qiao Ying.

Qiao Ying also saw him quickly, her eyes flashed with surprise, "Mu Yang, why are you here?"

Before Qin Muyang answered, Qiao Ying saw Ling Qiu standing beside him with a pale face.

He smiled, and the smile he had faked all the year round was hard to discern.

Qiao Ying asked: "Is it you who came to see the doctor, or Ling Qiu?"

"I'll accompany him to see a doctor."

Qiao Ying looked at Ling Qiu with concern: "Is it serious?"

Ling Qiu didn't answer, Qin Muyang randomized one: "It's just appendicitis surgery, it's not a big problem."

"No wonder you didn't come out when I asked you out recently, so you were taking care of your servant." Qiao Ying looked at Ling Qiu meaningfully and smiled, "You are really kind to him." Qin Muyang didn't even lift his eyelids: "He's working at my house, and it's not very good if something happens."

Ling Qiu's heart seemed to be bitten hard by something, the pain was severe.

Will the maid accompany you to bed?Will the maid willingly conceive a child for you and be aborted?Will the servant take you as his life?

He is a good person, what kind of life is he like?

Ling Qiu lowered his head to hide the bitterness on his face.

Qin Muyang focused on Qiao Ying and didn't pay attention to Ling Qiu's emotions. He asked, "Are you feeling unwell when you come to the hospital?"

"The company asked me to do a physical examination. The advertisement I shot in the hot spring hotel last time, the effect was not bad. I compared several contracts and decided to sign this company." Qiao Ying nodded and smiled, "Go up You left in a hurry this time, and originally wanted to shoot an advertisement and invite you to eat and soak in the hot spring."

"Then let's meet again next time."

"Well, my assistant is here, so I'll go in first."

Qin Muyang followed his gaze and found a young guy running over. He was tall and had a frame, and his appearance was ordinary. Qin Muyang was relieved.

After watching Qiao Ying enter the hospital, Qin Muyang turned around and said, "Let's go."

He took two steps, stopped and turned around when he heard no footsteps behind him: "What's wrong with you?"

Ling Qiu's face was expressionless, but Qin Muyang still saw the sadness welling up in his eyes, as if the wind would blow it down.

It was fine just now, what happened?

Qin Muyang suddenly remembered what Qiao Ying said just now, hot spring hotel.

He threw Ling Qiu in the hot spring bath back then, causing him to almost have a miscarriage. At that time, he lied to him a lot to coax him for the sake of the child.

Qin Muyang didn't feel much guilt in his heart, instead he thought that if he cheated, he cheated, and Ling Qiu himself was foolish enough to believe it, so how could he be blamed?

"Let's go, don't you feel hot standing here basking in the sun?"

The weather in summer was as high as 30 degrees, Qin Muyang was annoyed by the heat, and his tone was not very good.

Ling Qiu lowered his eyes, only thought it was funny, he would rather believe Qin Muyang's nonsense than his own ears, no wonder Qin Muyang thought he was stupid and easy to deceive.

After returning home, the servants at home got Qin Muyang's orders and cooked a large table of dishes. Seeing the haggard Ling Qiu coming back, his eyes were full of concern, but he didn't ask any more questions.

The six-month-old child is gone, and it hurts to think about it, especially Mrs. Li, she knows how much Ling Qiu loves this child.

Whenever I have time every day, I knit sweaters, do pregnancy exercises, and prenatal education

He took care of the baby in his womb so carefully, why did he suddenly "fall" away?

A person who was fine two weeks ago went to the hospital and came back. The child was gone and he was thinner, as if he would fall if the wind blows.

Aunt Li held Ling Qiu's hand distressedly: "Little master, come and eat quickly, I made your favorite food."

Ling Qiu was pulled onto the table to have a look, and found that all the food on the table was what he ate when he was pregnant.

He actually doesn't like to eat it. When he was pregnant, he just thought that eating it would be good for the baby.

But now that the baby is gone, what's the point of him eating these.

This meal, Ling Qiu didn't eat well, as soon as he came back here, he couldn't help but think about his baby, his whole body aches.

After eating half a bowl of rice, he put it down.

Sitting next to him, Qin Muyang saw him put down the bowl, and poured a bowl of fish soup into his bowl.

Then he picked up the bowl and fed him with a spoon. Qin Muyang was used to feeding him in the hospital, and his movements were natural and smooth.

"I do not want to eat."

Qin Muyang frowned: "No, I eat too little, eat more to keep my body healthy."

Ling Qiu opened his mouth numbly, he knew that if he didn't eat Qin Muyang, he would drink it.

The fish soup was very delicious, but no matter how good the soup was, it was like traditional Chinese medicine in his mouth, and it was difficult to swallow.

After forcibly feeding a bowl of soup, Qin Muyang put down the bowl in his hand.

The first day back was quite tiring, Qin Muyang didn't bother Ling Qiu either.A phone call came in the middle, and he went out to run some errands, so he asked the servants at home to look after him, and then repeatedly told him not to raise the child in front of him, and let him do whatever he wanted, in short, it made him feel better That's fine, don't get sick.

Ling Qiu was sitting on the sofa and turned on the TV, a sketch was playing on the TV, the audience below were amused by the laughter, but he couldn't laugh.

He knew that Qin Muyang had gone out, but his brain was too numb to react, and he didn't come back to his senses until the horn sounded from downstairs.

Ling Qiu turned off the TV, and the whole world fell silent. He sat dryly on the sofa in the living room in a daze.

After washing the dishes, Mrs. Li walked to Ling Qiu's side while wiping her hands: "Little master, don't you want to take a nap?"

Ling Qiu didn't realize it, the little master was calling him.

In fact, after a few months of barking, he should have gotten used to it by now, but Ling Qiu is used to being humble.

Aunt Li yelled a few more times before Ling Qiu came back to his senses.

At this moment, his brain and his sense of sight and hearing were not on the same line. He only saw Aunt Li opened her mouth, but he didn't know what she was talking about.

Ling Qiu felt that his brain might be broken.

He nodded stiffly, then walked up the stairs and back to the bedroom in illusory steps.

In the narrow space, he saw the sweater bag on the bed at a glance.

He walked over and sat on the bed, and took out the sweater he hadn't finished knitting from the bag.

For 18 days in the hospital, he wanted to forget his baby, but when he saw the sweater he hadn't finished knitting, he knew he couldn't forget it, and he couldn't forget it even after a lifetime.

The pain engraved in the bones will bring tears just thinking about it.

Ling Qiu hugged the sweater, pressed it against his chest, and knelt down on the ground slowly.

The incision on the abdomen started to hurt again, ranging from continuous and subtle pain to suffocation-like pain that could drive people crazy.

Ever since he jumped off the building and wanted to commit suicide, he never cried again, but now his emotions came up without warning, Ling Qiu curled up on the ground and cried until he couldn't help himself, his emaciated body was trembling all the time.

He misses his baby very much

Ling Qiu curled up beside the bed, and started knitting again, the red thread shortened little by little, he knit very carefully, just like when he was pregnant with the baby.

But there was a smile on his face at that time, but now he is full of tears.

Tears kept flowing from his red eyes and dripped onto the sweater in his hands, wet the thread, making it sticky in his hands.

Holding the needle with trembling hands, his eyes are blurred, he always knits poorly, knits two or three stitches and returns to one stitch.

Two hours later, there were several knocks on the door.

Seeing no one responding, Mrs. Li opened the door cautiously: "Little master, are you awake?"

Aunt Li glanced inside and found that there was no one on the bed, so she opened the door and looked, only to see Ling Qiu sitting in the corner of the bed with his back to the door.

"Little master, what are you doing?"

Aunt Li walked over to take a look, only to see Ling Qiu knitting a sweater like this, her heart was blocked, and she suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Little master, stop knitting."

Ling Qiu didn't listen, his hands trembled a lot, and he knit even faster.

Mrs. Li sighed and squatted down: "Stop knitting, it's useless."

Ling Qiu's hands trembled, and he raised his red eyes to look at Aunt Li.

His eyes were hollow, and his originally beautiful eyes were now filled with bloodshot eyes, making him look haggard.

Aunt Li stretched out her hand for the first time to take away the clothes from Ling Qiu's hands, but Ling Qiu moved both hands and hugged the clothes tightly in her arms: "Don't take it away! It's mine"

Ling Qiu's appearance is obviously stimulated mentally.

Mrs. Li tried her best to persuade her: "Little master, it hurts your eyes to keep staring at the knitting sweater. You should rest for a while."

Ling Qiu shook his head: "No, you have to knit the clothes for the baby, otherwise it will be so cold for him to be naked underneath."

Mrs. Li wanted to tell him that it is not cold when the child is dead, but she couldn't bear to see him like this, so she could only comfort her, "Little master, don't be too sad. Young, there will be children."

"There will be no more" The child was killed by his biological father. Since Qin Muyang can kill the first one, he can kill the second one, and the third one.

He also doesn't want him to have a baby in the future, one life is enough.

Mrs. Li knew that she couldn't persuade her, thinking of Qin Muyang's words, let him do whatever he wants.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Muyang drove back.

After coming back to see that there was no one in the living room, he asked, "Where's Ling Qiu?"

"In the upstairs bedroom."

Qin Muyang went to the bedroom, and saw Ling Qiu knitting a sweater curled up on the ground at a glance, he walked over and threw away the needle and thread in Ling Qiu's hands.

Ling Qiu panicked and wanted to pick it up, but Qin Muyang grabbed his hand from behind and pulled him up.

"It's so hot, I'll take you to take a bath." Qin Muyang was covered in sweat after going out, he wanted to take a bath, and thought of washing Ling Qiu along the way.

Qin Muyang carried him into the bathroom, took off his clothes and started to turn on the water.

Ling Qiu just sat in the bathtub and was still tossed and tossed by him, motionless like a lifeless doll, neither dodging when the water was hot, nor complaining when it was cold.

His fair skin was stained with a layer of bright red, and when the water overflowed his chest, Qin Muyang turned off the tap, then picked up the shower gel, and squeezed half of it on Ling Qiu's body.

The white foam floated up from the water, sticking greasy to the skin, Qin Muyang's technique was not gentle enough, washing Ling Qiu's body was like scraping off a layer of skin.

The foam was also rubbed into the eyes, and the eye sockets were red, burning and painful, and tears flowed uncontrollably.