Drifting Towards You

A line of tears rolled from the corners of his eyes, and the man was scarlet, like a lunatic.

Shangwen who came together hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him: "Master, you will delay treatment like this, so please calm down."

In a word, let him wake up like a dream.

He gradually calmed down, watching the door of the operating room shut tightly.

Mu Beiting sat down on the bench in the corridor desperately, stiff and scarlet in his eyes.

The child is still there.

The child is always there!

She never went to kill the child!

'Snapped! He raised his hand and slapped himself severely.

It's him asshole!

It's him!

He mistakenly thought that she was lying to him and said such damned things!

The corners of his eyes were stained with tears, and he was full of regret.

He can't forgive himself, he can never forgive himself!

Not long after, Lu Zhixuan, Mu Yusheng, and Mu Chenzhou arrived in a hurry, and Rong Chen, Li Mubai, and Li Xiaoxiao also rushed over when they got news.

Lu Zhixuan looked anxious and looked at Mu Beiting eagerly: "What's going on? It wasn't all right before, so how can you bleed if you are good?"

Mu Beiting's thin lips were tightened, his big hands hung on his sides and clenched into fists, with blue veins on his arms.

Lu Zhixuan was anxious seeing him not speaking.

"Did you fall? Or slipped? How could it bleed?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Mu Beiting. After a while, he slowly said, "It's me."

He misunderstood her.

He didn't believe her!

He made a mockery of her.

She was okay before, but suddenly she shed so much blood.

He is a bastard, the most stupid **** in the world!

Lu Zhixuan stopped talking, but Mu Yusheng on the side grabbed him and shook his head.

Li Xiaoxiao's face was pale, standing in the corner.

Gently pulled the corner of Li Mubai's clothes, his big eyes filled with tears: "Will you die late?"

Her voice was very small, but she was very clear in the silent corridor.

Mu Beiting's whole body stiffened, and his whole body was cold.

The heavy fear is like ice, crawling up from the soles of the feet, passing through the spine, and spreading to the limbs.

Rong Chen pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, patted his shoulder with a big hand, and said warmly, "Wait, there may be something wrong."

Immediately, a depressed silence was restored in the corridor, and the strong smell of disinfectant filled everyone's senses.

I don't know how long it took, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out.

Mu Beiting rushed forward, looking at Su Xiangwan who was pushed out with red eyes.

Her face was pale, without a trace of blood.

This meeting still closed his eyes and did not wake up.

"How is she?" He trembled and looked at the doctor in front of him with red eyes.

She didn't even dare to ask the child in her stomach.

But at least, let him know.

She is fine.

The doctor took off the mask and said warmly: "Don't worry, the patient has a fetal gas, and there are some signs of threatened miscarriage, but it was delivered in a timely manner. The pregnancy was successful, and now the mother and child are safe."

He slowly retracted his gaze, like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced, being pardoned from the death penalty.

Several people around also breathed a sigh of relief.

Ms. Lu said warmly: "How could she be in a coma? How long will it take to wake up."

"The patient fainted due to excessive emotions. It takes less than an hour to wake up."

Ms. Lu breathed a sigh of relief: "Is there anything that needs attention in the future?"

"Try not to make the patient too emotional, especially not to work hard, it is best to rest for a period of time, and do not have **** during the first three months of pregnancy."