Survival in the apocalypse depends entirely on the desire to survive

Chapter 123 I know a lot
Rong Yi was in a gloomy mood, sitting in a corner, usually looking at the generous and powerful back, at this moment he looked very sad and desolate.

There is no doubt that abortion is a heavy and embarrassing choice.

The heaviness lies in the fact that Mi Ting and Rong Yi are both looking forward to the arrival of the child, and the circumstances force them to make up their minds to have an abortion; the embarrassment lies in the existence of zombies, which only accounts for half the chance.

If there were no zombies in the next few years, would Rong Yi and Mi Ting regret their decision today?
If one of them regretted it but didn't say anything, how could they have a better life in the future?
Langxian wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only pat Rong Yi on the shoulder, as his silent comfort to Rong Yi.

Rong Yi raised his head, only to realize that Langxian was still suffering here with him, and said: "You go back first, Qin Qin and Xiao Zishu have to be taken care of by you."

Langxian subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Rong Yi could only come out of this kind of thing by himself, and compromised: "Okay, call me if you need something."

Rong Yi nodded, and drove away Langxian, he was the only one waiting at the door of the ward.

The size of the medical abortion is also an operation, which is related to the health of the woman, and it is quite tedious in terms of time.

Rong Yi waited for more than six hours, and the closed door of the ward finally opened.

He strode up, and the first thing he met was the female assistant of the attending doctor, who came out with a basin of bloody water full of fishy smell.

The female assistant backed up protecting the basin, glanced at Rong Yi impatiently, and hurriedly sent the contents of the basin for inspection.

Rong Yi was afraid that it would be inconvenient to go inside, so he stood at the door and looked inside.

Mi Ting was putting on clothes inside, her back looked very lonely, as if she was completely numb.

The attending doctor, Shi Liping, was still explaining some precautions to her, Mi Ting answered with tears in her eyes, and slowly stood up to go back.

Shi Liping saw that Mi Ting's expression was not very good. At first, she thought it was a young man who was ignorant and wanted to get rid of him after winning the lottery. Now seeing Mi Ting like this, there is something else.

There are too many abortions, and Shi Liping is no stranger to it, but every time she sees people who are sad for their children, she still can't help but say a few words of comfort.

"Son, you are still young and in good health. You still have many opportunities to have children. Now that you are here, you must make a decision. Don't think about it. It's good for the children who have gone, and good for yourself."

Mi Ting nodded, thanked Shi Liping, and walked out slowly.

Rong Yi was waiting at the door, seeing Mi's frail appearance almost broke her heart, her eyes were red, and she hurried over to help her.

"How are you feeling, baby, is there anything uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine, let's go back." Mi Ting shook her head, forced a smile, and waited for the female assistant to bring the medicine, and the two returned to the RV in silence.

Mi Ting looked very haggard, Rong Yi felt distressed, so he simply hugged Mi Ting.

"Rong Yi..."

"Let's sleep on me for a while." After Rong Yi finished speaking, he carried Mi Ting all the way back to the RV.

The whole journey was silent, Mi Ting didn't shed tears, but just buried her face in Rong Yi's arms, not knowing what she was thinking.

Rong Yi first arranged Mi Ting to rest on the bed, then went into the kitchen, heated up the chicken soup that had been boiled on the stove, and poured a bowl for Mi Ting.

"I don't want to drink." Mi Ting turned her head away, she was not in the mood to eat now.

No one can understand Mi Ting's feelings.

During the medical abortion, under the influence of nervousness, sadness and other emotions, her abilities began to work again.

Mi Ting could feel the child losing life little by little in her body.

Just like a small sapling, it will survive immediately after being planted, but because there is no one, it has to be pulled out.

The flesh on Mi Ting's body was gouged out, which made her feel physically and mentally exhausted from the pain.

Even if they could have children in the future, it would not be the two shed just now. The child she and Rong Yi conceived for the first time cannot be replaced.

"Have a sip, okay?" Rong Yi coaxed Mi to listen, "Just for the baby to go away with peace of mind?"

Mi Ting raised her eyes, took the bowl, and drank the soup one mouthful at a time, with sad tears streaming down her numb expression.

Rong Yi couldn't take it anymore, sat on the side of the bed, hugged Mi and listened to the two crying together for a long time.

Although medical abortion is more common than other types of abortion operations, it is still an operation that damages the body.

Therefore, for the next few days, Rong Yi asked Mi Ting to sit in the car for a little confinement, and let Yang Minsheng or Ding Rui deliver the meals.

Mi heard that she also needed a little private space to digest the miscarriage, so she had no objection to Rong Yi's request, and basically didn't go out except for necessary examinations.

During the period, Fu Jiayun called to ask, and Mi heard that she didn't want her to be worried, so she made a special effort to calm herself down.

After dealing with Fu Jiayun, Mi Ting continued to be sad for the child's departure, and left the volunteer matter to Yang Minsheng or Ding Rui.

When Bai Yuheng talked about the traitor, Mi Ting just listened to the general idea and didn't care about it.

In order for Mi Ting to be happy, Rong Yi tried to make Mi Ting happy while leaving early and returning late, and brought her nourishing food every day, coaxing her to eat bit by bit.

Waiting for Mi Ting's sad mood to get better, he remembered to take care of Rong Yi, and turned his head to see that Rong Yi was also very haggard these days.

Not only because of the child, but also because of Mi Ting.

Mi Ting cheered up a little, she smiled more than before, and Rong Yi's mood improved accordingly.

She asked Ding Rui to find a way to help her prepare a lot of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. She stayed alone in the RV, cut her finger and bled, and planned to copy a hundred copies of scriptures and burn them for her two children.

Mi Ting usually doesn't believe this, but for the sake of her child's better life in another world, she is willing to believe it.

On this day, Rong Yi finished all the work and came back early to accompany Mi Ting. As soon as he got into the RV, he saw Mi Ting sitting on the floor, concentrating on writing scriptures.

He wanted to talk about how Mi Ting was sitting on the ground, but when he saw the thick cushions under her buttocks, he realized that she could also write with a brush.

Mi Ting's expression was so pious and focused that Rong Yi didn't notice it when she came back, and Rong Yi couldn't bear to interrupt her, so he quietly sat beside her and watched.

After Mi finished listening and copying, Rong Yi said in surprise, "Honey, you can also write calligraphy?"

"Hey, you're back?" Mi Ting turned her head to look, met Rong Yi's delighted eyes, and said proudly, "I know a lot."

"Yes, you know everything, but you are much better than me."

Rong Yi picked up one of them and looked at it carefully. The handwriting is beautiful, and every stroke is full of tenacity. It has the tenderness and affection of a woman, and the fortitude and courage of a man.

Waiting to speak like a person, this word is also true of Mi Ting's character, who looks weak and pitiful, but is actually tough and intelligent.

"Your handwriting is really beautiful. Are the scriptures you copied for children?"

Rong Yi said, as if he smelled a familiar smell of blood, he took the written scriptures and leaned over to smell it.

It does smell of blood.

Before Mi could answer, Rong Yi's eyes fell on the inkstone.

"Which hand did you stab?"

Rong Yi tore off the brush from Mi Ting's hand, and took a look at her hands. There were several band-aids wrapped around the index finger of her left hand.

"Are you stupid?!" Rong Yi was so angry that when he said this, his voice was a little louder.

"I wrote this to the baby." Mi Ting felt aggrieved in her heart, and wanted to pull her hand back, but couldn't break free.

Rong Yi didn't know what to say. Seeing that Mi Ting was getting better these days, he was still happy. When he came back, he saw Mi Ting rectifying these things, and his heart arose again.

He was really afraid that Mi Ting would think too much and end up making himself ill.

Rong Yi has seen too many life and death farewells, he is much more receptive than Mi Ting, and all he can give Mi Ting is a hug.

"If you like to write, then write."

If Mi Ting could feel more comfortable doing this, Rong Yi would not stop her, but would the blood pricking be too much?
Rong Yi thought about it for a long time and didn't know what to say, and finally broke the jar and went crazy listening to Mi.

He also pricked his index finger and dripped a lot of blood into the inkstone.

Mi Ting let out a distressed cry, and quickly found a band-aid for Rong Yi to stick on.

"You know you love me?" Rong Yi first teased, and then said seriously, "Baby, teach me how to grind ink and write with a brush. I want to write to my baby too."

"Grinding ink is fine." Mi Ting smiled, "However, writing brush characters is not that simple. I have to practice since I was a child to grow up to be able to write like this. You are still early. Let me write, you stay with me."

"Okay, I'll be with you, always with you."

Rong Yi leaned over and kissed Mi Ting.

"Be happy, just treat it for me."

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