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He Shaochen broke down.
He didn't know how long he had waited.
Maybe a few hours, or maybe only a few minutes. The door to the emergency room finally opened.
He Shaochen turned his head.
A nurse walked out, holding the small corpse of the fetus in her hands.
The fetus had just formed and was still so small.
He was still so small!
After waiting for so long, he got a corpse!
He Shaochen thought that he had accepted reality the moment he heard the news of the child's death. But now that the child appeared in front of him, covered in blood, he finally tasted what it was like to break down.
"Sir, this, this is …"
He Shaochen didn't seem to hear her. He walked over and held the child's cold body.
After it came to this world, it didn't cry or smile. It didn't even open its eyes to look at him. It died just like that.
In a conspiracy that had been planned for a long time.
Dead.
"Sir, you …" The nurse called He Shaochen with a trembling voice.
Because she saw.
This tall and handsome man was actually crying. He looked at the dead fetus with a dull expression and started to cry.
He Shaochen felt as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out. His hand loosened and the child almost fell to the ground. The nurse hurriedly took it and retreated to the side.
Father He had never seen He Shaochen cry.
Even when he was a child and burned a sky-high contract because of his naughtiness and was beaten until his flesh was torn, he gritted his teeth and didn't shed a single tear.
But now, he was crying.
"How is the patient?" Father He took the dead fetus and asked the nurse. His voice was indescribably hoarse.
"Patient, patient."
The nurse was so frightened by the group of bodyguards outside that she was speechless.
He Shaochen's consciousness was completely chaotic. He glared at the nurse and said angrily, "Are you mute? How is the pregnant woman! "
"The patient, the patient, she …" The nurse cried out after He Shaochen yelled at her.
He Shaochen gritted his teeth and turned to rush into the room.
His heart ached so much that he was about to suffocate. The child was dead. What about her, Qiao Qiao? Was she going to die too?
No, how could she die? He would not allow her to die!
"Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao."
He Shaochen rushed into the emergency room. The obstetrician wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "The patient has lost too much blood, but it's under control. She's not in danger for the time being …"
He Shaochen's voice trembled. "Are we out of danger? Wouldn't he die? I won't die anymore? "
"This, I can't guarantee … whether or not she'll be able to get through it safely will depend on whether or not she wakes up tomorrow morning."
He had to wait until tomorrow!
Why was it not enough after so long? How much more torture did Joe Qiao have to go through?
Why did she have to suffer so much!
What did she do wrong? Why did God have to torture her like this?
He was completely hysterical. "What the hell are you doing? Idiots, trash … why aren't you trying your best? "
He Shaochen yelled at the doctors and nurses. They trembled in fear. "We've already done our best …"
"Get out, all of you get out …"
Everyone rushed out as if they had been granted amnesty. Only the obstetrician risked his life and said, "Sir, the patient is not completely out of danger yet. It's better to move her to the intensive care unit and take good care of her."
He Shaochen glanced at the doctor from the corner of his eye. That one glance was enough to make the doctor unable to forget it for the rest of his life.
He thought he was going to die.
However, the doctor seemed to have lost his strength and said weakly, "Then what are you waiting for? Move her to the intensive care unit. "
The doctor was stunned and immediately came back to his senses. He hurriedly said to his assistant, "Don't just stand there. Move the patient to the intensive care unit quickly!"
Thus, everyone hurriedly pushed the patient out.
This night was destined to be a sleepless one.
Outside the intensive care unit, everyone stood at the door with their hands by their sides.
If anything happened to Qiao Qiao, they had to go in immediately.
He Shaochen and Qiao Qiao were the only two people in the ward.
He Shaochen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the pale face. His heart ached and he felt bitter.
It was as if he had fallen from the clouds to the ground. All the strength in his body had disappeared.
He was so weak.
He Shaochen stroked Qiao Qiao's cheek and muttered to himself, "Qiao Qiao … Fortunately, fortunately, you didn't see him …"
Fortunately, she was unconscious and didn't see anything.
He put his hand under her nose timidly. There was still a weak breath, but it was like a kite without a string that could break at any time.
The fear of losing swept over him again. He had already lost the child. He didn't want to lose her as well.
"Qiaoqiao, wake up quickly. I beg you, I beg you …"
He muttered to himself. Tears fell like rain, drop by drop on her face.
From the beginning to the end, she was an indispensable part of his life. Losing the child was like cutting out a piece of flesh from his heart. But losing her was like taking away his soul.
"Qiao Qiao, wake up. As long as you wake up, I'll agree to anything you want … Please, wake up …"
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He Shaochen looked after Qiao Qiao. Because he had been tense all this time, he was a little drowsy now.
He forcefully pulled himself together and held Qiao Qiao's ice-cold hand. His eyes were fixed on her as he stared into her eyes.
It was dawn.
Qiao Qiao still hadn't woken up.
There was a knock on the door. Father He walked in. His eyes were red. It was obvious that he hadn't slept the whole night.
"Shaochen, you haven't slept for a day and a night. Go and rest for a while. We'll look after Qiao Qiao."
"Get out."
He Shaochen's cold voice sounded.
"Shaochen."
Father He wanted to persuade him again, but He Shaochen turned around and said coldly, "I want to stay with Qiao Qiao. Now, get out."
Father He was speechless.
Father He had always known that his son was stubborn. He had never thought that this was a weakness. But now, he had a headache because of his stubbornness.
"Sigh, I'll get someone to bring you something to eat."
With that, Father He walked out.
The porridge was brought in and placed on the table. He Shaochen didn't even look at it. He only focused on Qiao Qiao.
Perhaps his stubbornness had moved the heavens.
Qiao Qiao's scattered consciousness gradually gathered.
"Yes."
He Shaochen didn't miss the faint sound.
"Qiao Qiao?"
He Shaochen found that Qiao Qiao's eyelids trembled slightly, and her breathing seemed to have become slightly louder.
She woke up.
After a long period of darkness, she didn't give up on him and survived.
Qiao Qiao's eyelids kept trembling, but she couldn't open them completely.
He Shaochen didn't care so much. He pressed his face against hers and called her softly, "Qiao Qiao, are you awake …"
Qiao Qiao's vision was dark.
She didn't know who was calling her. The voice sounded so impatient and urgent.
She really wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them.
"Qiao Qiao, wake up …"
Shaochen!
Qiao Qiao opened her eyes abruptly and saw He Shaochen crying with joy.
"You're awake. You're finally awake. That's great, that's great!"
He Shaochen bent down and hugged Qiao Qiao.
Qiaoqiao tried her best to open her mouth and spoke her first words after waking up from her coma.
"Shaochen, how's our child?"
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