Chapter 524
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A large, burning hand was placed on her lower abdomen, and hot air continuously surged into her body. She quickly grabbed the large hand, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
Long Sijue could feel the young woman's dependence on him, but his heart was bleeding. 'This heartless young woman killed my child. I should torture her!'
But why did he feel even more pain when he saw her suffering …
Her small body was really, really cold. The doctor said that even though it was an abortion, it was also called a miscarriage. Normally, a woman would have to wait for her confinement. Touching cold water was also an absolute taboo, as it was the most harmful to a woman's body.
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When Su Qianxun woke up, she was the only one lying on the bed. She flashed a self-deprecating smile. As expected, she was dreaming. Long Sijue hated her so much now that he probably did not even want to see her anymore. Why would he come and hug her?
The young woman felt extremely bitter when she thought of this. But what made her feel strange was that her body seemed to be a lot more comfortable, and the pain in her lower abdomen had lessened a lot.
Su Qianxun woke up because she was hungry. She did not eat much in the afternoon because her hand was numb, and she did not eat anything at night either. Right now, her stomach was already protesting.
It was already midnight. Su Qianxun thought that there should be no one in the kitchen, so she got out of bed and prepared to look for something to eat.
When she arrived at the kitchen, she smelled a strong aroma. The young woman entered the kitchen and saw that there was a pot of soup stewing on the stove. The soup pot was steaming.
Su Qianxun walked over and opened the lid to take a look. There was a pot of chicken soup in the pot.
She closed the lid and went to the refrigerator to look for more food, but there was nothing in the refrigerator. Su Qianxun only remembered that Jin Garden was not allowed to keep food for the night.
She took out some dry noodles from the refrigerator. Five minutes later, a bowl of plain noodle soup was ready. Su Qianxun held the bowl and walked towards her room.
The moment Su Qianxun left, Long Sijue walked out from the side. He was holding a lit cigarette in his hand. As he watched the young woman leave, he felt as if his heart was being squeezed by a large hand. It was suffocating and painful. He furrowed his eyebrows a little when his fingers were scalded by the cigarette.
Long Sijue kept telling himself that she deserved it. It was her fault for aborting her child without permission. She deserved all this suffering.
But why did his heart still feel so uncomfortable? He couldn't suppress the urge to hug her.
Long Sijue turned to look at the pot of soup that was almost done cooking in the kitchen. He suddenly turned and strode outside.
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Su Qianxun had just finished the bowl of noodle soup when someone knocked on the door. Huan Huan opened the door and walked in with a bowl of chicken soup on a tray.
"Huanhuan, what is this?"
"Chicken soup? This chicken soup is stewed by me. I specially scooped a bowl of it for you to nourish your body." Huanhuan walked over happily and put down the tray.
"Will it cause you to be punished? You should take it back. "
"That won't happen. It's a big pot. How can you tell if there's one less bowl? Hurry up and drink it." Huan Huan picked up the pot and insisted that Su Qianxun drink it.
Su Qianxun looked at the expectant expression on Huan Huan's face and knew that she meant well. When she thought about her current physical condition, she did not refuse. After all, she did not know what was waiting for her tomorrow.
When she thought of this, she felt extremely bitter …
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