Married and Obedient to the Husband

After checking the child's body, Li Ye looked at the purple blood on the silver needle, and his face sank.

"How's it going, Brother Li?" Seeing that Li Ye's face was not looking good, Yan Mo hurried forward and asked in a moment of anxiety.

Li Ye frowned, and said fiercely, "I really don't know who has such a heartless hand on the child, it's so vicious."

"What's the matter?" I have never seen such a big reaction from Li Ye, Yan Mo became anxious, grabbed Li Ye's arm and asked worriedly.

"There is bad news, Brother Yan, I hope you can hold on." Li Ye said slowly to Yan Mo with a sullen face.

"You've heard of Monroe grass, right? Mixing it with Shangteng snake powder will touch people's pain nerves after taking it. It's painful. Even adults can't bear this kind of pain, and they even bite their tongues to commit suicide."

Yan Mo's face turned pale in an instant, his voice was hoarse, and he was stunned for a long time before he asked tremblingly, "You mean, Lan'er was poisoned by this painful poison?"

"Yes."

"Is there a solution?" Yanmo asked expectantly.

Although he didn't want to be too cruel, Li Ye had to tell the truth.

"No."

Yan Mo's whole body was suddenly cold, as if he was in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

"Only by continuing to take this kind of thing can I resist the pain a little bit. However, every time I take it, the pain will become more painful. The pain is so extreme that life is worse than death."

Yanmo's eyes widened in a daze, he didn't understand who was so cruel, to lay such a heavy hand on a child, the child's heart-piercing cries were still echoing, but such a small body could bear the burden that adults couldn't bear of severe pain.

No wonder she cried so miserably.

The hands holding the child were trembling, even Li Ye said that there was no other way, then no one in the world could heal the child again.

His eyes were sore, he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and looked at the child in his arms in despair.

"Brother Yan, I know you are uncomfortable, but if you don't want this child to be in such pain, then give her a happy ending." Li Ye pressed Yan Mo's shoulder with one hand, his voice low.

As a doctor, the most frustrating thing is that you can't save the fresh lives you want to save.

She is still such a young child, how vicious her heart is, she is actually required to suffer such severe pain, and die in agony under the severe pain.

Yan Mo's limbs were stiff, Li Ye seemed to have heard what Li Ye said, but also seemed not to.

The voice of the child in his arms was still extremely miserable. It was my own fault, and it was because I failed to protect her well, that's why I let him be snatched away and suffer this kind of pain.

The child's little hands and feet kicked indiscriminately, tears continued to flow out, his voice was also hoarse, and he was still crying loudly, heart-piercingly.

Yanmo's trembling hand slowly pressed the back of the child's heart.

What a big decision he had to make at this moment before he could do anything to his own child.

"Brother Yan." Li Ye suddenly stopped Yan Mo.

"Come on, this kind of thing must be very painful, let me do it, and I will let her go more comfortably."

Yan Mo's hand covering the child's back trembled, his eyes were covered by drooping bangs, and his expression was covered by a shadow, only the thick blackness could not be dissipated for a long time.

Yan Mo shook his head silently, "No need."

This is his child, and he personally greeted her birth, so let him see her off on the last journey.

Reaching out his hand to wipe away the teardrops on the child's slap-sized face, Yanmo gently kissed the child's forehead, "I'm sorry, Lan'er Daddy doesn't want you to suffer too much, so I can only do this, Lan'er, Daddy loves you very much , Daddy would rather replace you if possible, but... I'm really sorry, Lan'er..."

The low murmur could not be dissipated for a long time, Yanmo raised his hand and put his palm on the back of the child's heart, and the internal force was slowly sent in, the child's crying gradually stopped, and there was no more sound, the peaceful little face was like As if asleep, Yanmo hugged the child silently, standing there like a sculpture, not moving a bit.

Li Ye also stood there, standing blankly, looking at the little guy in Yanmo's arms, lowering his head and weeping.

That sadness filled this small room, densely depressing everything around, very quiet, very quiet, Yanmo hugged the child without tears, without movement, and his expression was numb without sadness or joy.

The sound of a needle falling could be heard in the silent room. After a long time, another little guy lying on the bed burst into a loud cry.

Yanmo's whole body trembled, he reacted quickly, hurried to the bedside, picked up the other child, one in each hand.

Yanmo raised a gentle smile on the corners of his lips, "Look at Suyan, this is sister Sulan, daddy has already named you guys, our Suyan and Sulan must be beautiful children in the future, how much daddy hopes Watching you grow up happily together..."

One of the children in Yanmo's arms was crying loudly, and the other fell asleep quietly. Li Ye raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked out of the room depressed.

Leaving the space behind him to Yanmo, Yanmo's words continued, he didn't cry or feel sad, just smiled softly, looking very happy.

"Su Yan must have fun with my sister in the future, don't be naughty."

"Daddy, why is my sister still crying?" Qing'er ran in at some point, saw the palm-sized child, wrinkled her small face, and said dissatisfied.

"It was Su Lan who was crying just now, now Su Yan is crying." Yan Mo explained with a slight smile, his eyes were empty, as if he had no soul, such Yan Mo gave Qing'er a strange sense of strangeness.

Qing'er couldn't help but raised her head and asked in surprise, "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Yanmo touched Qing'er's head with a smile, "It's okay, Daddy is fine."

"Oh, Daddy, Sister Suyan is crying all the time, what should I do?"

"Su Yan is hungry, Daddy is going to get her something to eat now." Yanmo bent down and put the two children on the cradle, stood up, his body shook twice suddenly, and fell down without warning .

"Daddy, Daddy," Qing'er yelled in panic.

"Wow..." At a loss, the white mist was filled with the sound of children crying. Yanmo searched around in the mist, but Lan'er was nowhere to be found.

Only the crying, heart-piercing crying has been around him for a long time.

"Lan'er," he suddenly opened his eyes, seeing a vast expanse of whiteness, and the strong sunlight made Yan Mo close his eyes slightly.

Li Ye stood aside, sighing sadly, "That child will definitely be reborn into a good family in the next life, Brother Yan, don't worry about it, the important thing is to take good care of the fetus in your womb."

Yan Mo didn't say a word, just sat on the bed blankly, suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, the tears from the corners of his eyes fell down between his fingers, and hit the quilt drop by drop.

Soon the quilt was wet with tears.

His child, who was still so young, was cut off by him mercilessly.

Seeing this, Li Ye sighed sadly, unable to speak, unable to comfort, there was nothing one could do in such a situation.

"Daddy." Qing'er seemed to understand something, because his sister Su Lan couldn't breathe or cry, and Dad was so sad, Qing'er knew that sister Su Lan went to the place where several elders went, and felt a burst of emotion It's uncomfortable, my sister can't play with him anymore.

Qing'er crawled onto the bed sullenly, stretched out her arms to wrap around Yan Mo's neck, and she cried while lying on Yan Mo's body.

"Daddy, has my sister gone?"

Yan Mo didn't say a word, but subconsciously hugged Qing'er tightly.

"It's okay, Daddy doesn't cry," Qing'er raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Yanmo's eyes, and comforted her softly, "Your sister is taken care of by several elders and grandpas over there, so she must have a very happy life."

"En." Yanmo hugged Qing'er in a low voice, but the sadness couldn't be washed away with a few words. After going through so many storms, he must be strong and live well.

For his children, for those he cares about.

With firm belief, Yanmo wiped away the tears on his face, and ordered Su Yan to be brought over. His small body slapped his palm-sized face. Su Yan was full of food and drink, and opened a pair of big black and white eyes, curious. Looking around, Yanmo held the child in his arms and remained silent. For a long time, Yanmo handed the child to the maid who was waiting by his side.

"Su Lan has gone, I can't let her fall asleep alone like this." Yan Mo confessed and went straight to the room where the child's small body was placed.

Holding Su Lan's young body, Yan Mo was speechless for a long time, the child's body was already stiff, and his face was gradually turning pale.

Touching the child's face with his fingers, grabbing the child's little hand, he looked at the child almost greedily, as if he wanted to carve her into the depths of his soul forever.

"Qing'er is right, there are several elders and grandpas, my Su Lan will not be alone." Yanmo kissed the child's face, and left with the child in his arms.

The back hill of Yanjiabao is full of graves, which are made of stones. Inside are the elders and sect masters who died in Yanjiabao. pit and put the child's body in it.

Children who have not grown up cannot be put in a coffin after death, and there cannot be a clothes tomb, but Yanmo still set up one for the child in his heart.

Silently burying the child in the muddy soil, Yan Mo set up a small mound, then sat on the ground blankly, holding the soil in his hand, and filled it up one by one.

"Lan'er, I hope you can be reincarnated into a good family in the next life, and live a peaceful and happy life. Daddy swears to you that in the days when Daddy is with you, you will never let your brothers and sisters suffer any harm or grievances." , go with peace of mind, Daddy will visit you from time to time."

After filling the last handful of soil, Yan Mo got up from the ground, turned around and left without looking back, but the steps he took were so heavy.