dream of divorce

Duan Heng caught a glimpse of Qi Ming's outstretched hand from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, his whole body felt uncomfortable as if being tightened by clothes, and his hands trembled unconsciously.

He hated in his heart, wishing he could strangle Qi Ming to death with his own hands, and dig out the child belonging to Zhou Lin in his belly, so that the hatred in his heart could be relieved.

But Qi Ming's last look seemed to hold someone's throat.

Duan Heng recalled what Duan An said: "Forgive others and forgive them. If you can't do it, don't force yourself."

He wanted Qi Ming to die, wanted him to be buried with him, but for some reason, Duan Heng couldn't do it all of a sudden.

Killing a child who didn't come to this world, how much can you relieve the hatred in your heart?

Zhou Lin was still struggling, and Duan Heng waved to Zhang Zhang irritably, telling him to take him out, sounding upset.

The light in the operating room came on, Duan Heng squeezed his hands and struggled a few times, then turned around and walked quickly, pushed open the door of the operating room, and said in a deep voice, "Stop it."

The doctor inside was startled and quickly took his hand back.

"Send him back to the ward." Duan Heng said.

Just a few minutes after being pushed out, Qi Ming was sent back again.Duan Heng sat outside for a while waiting for Zhang Zhang to come back, and his heart suddenly calmed down.

The words were so absolute, and the preparations were so thorough, that they didn't make a move.

Duan Heng was very angry with himself, and began to wonder what happened to his weak self now?If he followed his previous style of conduct, he would never let Qi Ming go, nor would he let his children go, or even Zhou Lin.

Zhang Zhang took Zhou Lin away, and when he came back, he felt that the anger on Duan Heng had disappeared, leaving only a strong sense of powerlessness.

"President Duan." Zhang Zhang sat down beside Duan Heng, and glanced at the ward.

Duan Heng hummed: "When Qi Ming is discharged from the hospital, send him to a villa by the sea. Don't let him see Zhou Lin."

What Duan Heng meant was to let him and the child live there forever, not to leave, and not to let him see Zhou Lin.Zhang Zhang understood Duan Heng, he still hated Qi Ming, but chose other ways to punish.

Zhang Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and he was glad that no one was really killed.

Duan Heng has been sitting outside in silence, waiting for Qi Ming to wake up and a doctor to enter, and then follow him into the ward.

Qi Ming was checking his stomach in a panic, looking down at his stomach like a madman, his movements were hasty, his face was blue.When I found my stomach was still there, I cried out with an ahh.

It was the first time for Duan Heng to see Qi Ming cry like this. Qi Ming used to cry silently and shed tears, but it was the first time for him to cry out loud. Duan Heng's heart tightened when he cried.

If this wasn't Zhou Lin's child, Duan Heng thought he might be happy that Qi Ming loved him so much.

"When you are discharged from the hospital, I will ask Zhang Zhang to send you to the villa by the sea." Duan Heng turned his head: "From today on, don't let me see you again, and next time, I won't be reluctant."

Duan Heng was not reconciled, but he could only settle the matter like this.

Qi Ming hugged his stomach and cried heart-rendingly, Duan Heng turned around and went out to close the door, and drove back to Qi Ming's residence as if wandering.

Maybe no one will live in this place in the future.

Duan Heng packed up his things and went back to the old house overnight, had his room cleaned out, and went to Duan Ang's room after putting away his things.

No one will live in this room again.

Duan Heng touched the contents inside, and muttered with a choked voice: "Grandpa, I didn't do anything to Qi Ming. I hate him, but I don't know why, why can't I do it?"

The room was empty and there was no response, Duan Heng sat down at the tea table by the window, staring at the night outside until dawn.

Qi Ming also cried all night, guarding his stomach as if after a disaster for the rest of his life, distrusting all doctors, and not allowing anyone to check him.

Duan Heng wants to kill his own child, although the child is still there, but Qi Ming knows that Duan Heng has the intention to kill.Just a little bit, the child left him.

No one can approach, no one trusts.

Qi Ming just wants to leave here quickly and leave with the baby in his stomach.

Stay here again, under Duan Heng's nose, he will definitely kill the child, definitely will.

The attending doctor felt that Qi Ming's condition was very bad, so he told the head nurse to find a psychiatrist for Qi Ming during the rounds in the morning, and added a sedative to his drip.

The sedative didn't seem to work on Qi Ming, Qi Ming spent the day nervously, staring at the door nervously, whenever someone came in, he shrank back defensively, protecting his stomach.

Qi Ming is planning how to escape from the hospital, leave here, go anywhere, and bring this child who deserves to die.

As night fell again, Qi Ming cautiously stared at the door in the dark, listening to the movement outside.

There seemed to be movement outside, Qi Ming felt that someone was staring inside, there was a figure on the small window.

Qi Ming got off the bed with bare feet, stepped on the cool floor, and walked out carefully.There seemed to be footsteps outside the door of the ward, Qi Ming paused, wrapped his clothes tightly and walked out.

Duan Heng sent someone again, he still didn't want to let himself and his child go, he wanted to kill his child.

There was no one in the corridor, Qi Ming walked out in a daze, his eyes showed surprise when he saw the elevator.

But the elevator is still on the top floor and won't come down for a while.The stairwell was not far away, Qi Ming stepped forward, and when he was approaching the stairwell, his footsteps became faster and faster.

There were footsteps behind him, and Qi Ming instantly became nervous.

The footsteps were so fast that Qi Ming didn't dare to turn his head, feeling that the person was about to catch up.

Get out of here, get out of here, and get rid of the people behind you.

The door of the stairwell was right in front of him, Qi Ming pushed open the door and ran in, and the man followed.

There was already a heat source approaching behind him, and Qi Ming felt the danger that he couldn't avoid.

Qi Ming turned around abruptly, before he could even turn around, he felt a weight on his shoulders, and his body leaned towards the stairs.

"Ah!" Qi Ming yelled, desperately trying to save himself, stretching out his hand to grab the handrail.

The handrail brushed past him, Qi Ming opened his eyes wide in despair.

When the body fell on the stairs, the pain in the back was far less than the pain in the stomach and heart.

Qi Ming seemed to see the bright red at his feet, a dazzling red, and the warmth touched his fingertips, like a ball of flames burning his hands.

"Baby." Qi Ming moved his fingers, feeling that all the strength in his body was being taken away bit by bit.

Zhang Jia's panicked face was hidden in the faint light, Qi Ming stretched out his hand, hoping that he could save him.

"I didn't do it on purpose, it wasn't..." Zhang Jia turned around and ran out, only the last ray of light from the crack in the door of the stairwell met Qi Ming's eyes.

As if shrouded in boundless darkness, suffocating despair beckoned everywhere.

Qi Ming tried his best to wake himself up, and when he saw the door open again, it was doctors who rushed in.

The time in between seemed to be just a few seconds, but it seemed like hours had passed.

"Hurry up and send to the emergency room." The leading doctor picked up Qi Ming and walked out of the stairwell. Qi Ming's pupils shrank rapidly due to the stimulation of the light, and tears slid down the corners of his eyes and down his cheeks.

"Save my child." Qi Ming controlled himself and said clearly, "Save him."

"Relax," said the doctor. "We're going to save him. Relax."

The light in the operating room was very dazzling, and after being anesthetized, Qi Ming was still awake stubbornly, clutching the bed sheet under him tightly, as if he had stopped breathing.

Qi Ming couldn't feel any pain, only the coolness penetrating his body through his pores.

"Another injection of anesthesia." The new obstetrician talked to the anesthesiologist, and said to Qi Ming, "Relax, we can't save you like this."

Qi Ming tried his best to relax himself, the anesthetist added another injection of anesthesia, and Qi Ming gradually fell asleep.

The doctor saw that Qi Ming had fallen asleep, and then said: "The child is lost, save the adults."

In the dark, Qi Ming seemed to be pulled by a thin thread, even if he was anesthetized and fell asleep, his mind seemed to be awake.

The child, the child in the womb.

This child seems to be leaving him, Qi Ming has a strong feeling, feeling for no reason.

If he doesn't wake up, he's leaving.

The doctor just stopped and was stopping the bleeding when Qi Ming suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at the lamp above his head.

The doctor who performed the operation gave his hands a pause and signaled the anesthetist to give him another anesthesia.

"No." Qi Ming shook his head, turned his head and looked to the side.

The red ball on the plate was soaked in bloody water, and Qi Ming felt his heart shatter with a thud.

"What is this?" Qi Ming asked.

"Calm down." The doctor said while beckoning to the anesthesiologist.

"Don't!" Qi Ming roared suddenly: "What is this?!"

"Calm down." The doctor took Qi Ming's hand: "The baby is gone, you are the most important thing, you are still young, the baby will still be there."

"Ah...!" Qi Ming yelled, struggling to get up, the nurse next to him hurriedly helped and held him down: "You can't move now."

"Ah! Ah!" Qi Ming roared, only seeing the little lump of flesh that just grew a nose and eyes not far away.

Qi Ming was too emotional, and if this continues, even an adult will not be able to save him. The chief surgeon held him down and asked the anesthetist to quickly administer anesthesia.

The cold liquid entered his body, and Qi Ming's consciousness began to blur again.

"No." Qi Ming said, "Don't throw him away, don't...please."

The doctor who performed the surgery was a female beta, whose eyes were reddened by Qi Ming's behavior, and after Qi Ming fell asleep, he raised his head and took a breath, before continuing the operation.

After the operation, Qi Ming who was in a coma was sent back to the ward. The nurse who had just participated in the operation asked, "Doctor, that child..."

"Keep it here until his family comes."

When Duan Heng rushed to the hospital, Qi Ming's surgery was over.

The doctor came out of the ward, took off the mask, and said to Duan Heng: "The child was not saved, he fell down the stairs, and the child could not be saved at all."

"How did he fall down the stairs?" Duan Heng asked.

The doctor shook his head and said, "It seems that he was pushed down. The nurse heard shouts and saw someone running out of the stairwell. He was found when he passed by. He lost a lot of blood."

Duan Heng closed his eyes, and his mood that hadn't calmed down became complicated again.

This child was destined to die, by his own hands, but now he died by someone else's hands, Duan Heng didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

"Is he alright?" Duan Heng took a breath and asked.

"It's very bad. I woke up from the anesthesia during the operation. I'm very excited. Let's... don't throw the child away, Mr. Duan, you see...?"

Duan Heng glanced inside through the small window, and said to the doctor, "Keep it for him."

Qi Ming wants to keep it, so let's keep it, it may be a kind of torture for him.

Qi Ming cared so much about this child, and now the child died unexpectedly, let him look at this child, it is considered as the last torture for him, let him look at his unformed child and repent for the wrong things he has done.

Everything seems to be over, and Duan Heng has a feeling that everything has come to an end.

Duan Heng turned around and went to the smoking area, and lit a cigarette.

The morning light that had just risen outside illuminated the city, Duan Heng felt that all the smoke he inhaled ran into his heart, and it was so pungent that he couldn't breathe.

Zhang Zhang came up after completing the formalities, and also lit a cigarette to smoke with Duan Heng.

"Now, send him to the villa by the sea and send two doctors to take care of him." Duan Heng said while puffing, "I don't want to see him again."

Let's stop here, after Qi Ming wakes up, I don't know how sad he will be, Duan Heng doesn't want to see him like that.

Just let Qi Ming's appearance in his life stop here.

It's time to end, he did something wrong and paid the price he should pay, Duan Heng felt balanced and relieved.

……

Qi Ming is waking up, in front of him is no longer an operating room, nor a ward, but a room painted light blue.

There was a fragrance in the air, Qi Ming was stunned for a few seconds.Sitting up abruptly, he checked his stomach anxiously.

The lower abdomen felt empty, Qi Ming pulled off his clothes, and there was a soft mass of flesh in front of his eyes.

The child is gone.

"Don't..." Qi Ming tried to get out of bed, but turned around and saw a glass bottle on the bedside table.

The pale yellow liquid in the glass bottle was blood-colored, and inside was an unformed baby who had just grown a nose and eyes, curled up and floated in the liquid.

Qi Ming felt a sudden blackness in front of his eyes, tried his best not to faint, took the small bottle on the bedside table with shaking hands and held it in his arms.

"Baby..." Qi Ming muttered softly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be afraid, Dad will protect you."

Qi Ming lay back on the bed with the bottle in his arms, covered the quilt, and patted the bottle rhythmically with his hands, babbling: "Little baby, sleep well, it will be dawn soon..."

This is the nursery rhyme that Qi Ming often listened to Liu Nian when he was young, every time he went to bed, Liu Nian would sing this song to comfort Yu Shu.

The nurse who took care of Qi Ming heard some movement inside, pushed open the door and came in, saw Qi Ming like this, paused, then turned around, went to the yard to find the doctor, and said to him: "Doctor, the patient is awake, and the condition does not seem to be very good. , holding the baby and singing."

The doctor looked at the sea water, paused and said: "Let him go, Mr. Duan just asked us to take care of him to recover, and didn't say anything else, don't worry about it, send it here, don't you understand..."

The nurse lowered her head and sighed, but didn't speak any more, went back and poured a glass of water into the bedroom and put it on the bedside table, and pulled the quilt for Qi Ming.

Qi Ming was still singing the song in his mouth over and over again, like a walking dead with no other feelings.