The doctor went in and gave Wang Yitong an abortion injection, allowing her to give birth naturally. She felt pain all over her body, a pain a hundred times worse than menstrual cramps. She gritted her teeth and screamed loudly, even feeling like she didn't want to live anymore. But she finally persevered. A few hours later, the baby came out, but before she had a chance to take a look, the doctor took it away.

Wang Yitong really wanted to take one last look at her child, but the pain in her body prevented her from moving. The doctor was still draining the blood clots and cleaning the placenta in her uterus.

"Don't look for it anymore, it will happen again in the future," the doctor said soothingly.

Lying on the operating table, tears welled up in Wang Yitong's eyes. She wasn't a qualified mother, so her child didn't survive. She silently said in her heart: "I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry for not protecting you and for not letting you come into this world."

Zhang Benyuan stood outside the operating room, a complex expression on his face. He was heartbroken over the loss of his child, but at the same time, he knew that the loss of his child had completely severed his connection with Wang Yitong. He secretly pondered his next move.

Wang Yitong lay on the hospital bed with empty eyes and tears flowing continuously.

Zhou Yinuo called Wang Yitong's mother, who had already arrived and looked at her with heartache. She consoled her, "It's okay. Don't cry during the confinement period. You'll hurt your eyes. Take care of yourself and you'll have the baby."

Wang Yitong lay in bed without saying a word. The nurse came in and said, "You'll have to go through the pain of breast engorgement for the next few days. We'll prescribe medicine for you, but you'll have to endure this process. Once you get through it, you'll be fine."

Wang Yitong's mother, Chen Yin, saw a stranger in the ward and asked hurriedly, "Who are you?"

Zhang Benyuan quickly replied, "I'm Wang Yitong's good friend. I came to the hospital to see her when I learned she was unwell."

"Oh, thank you for your concern. I'm so sorry that you encountered such a thing today. Tongtong needs to rest now, you can leave. I will take care of Tongtong in the hospital at night." Chen Yin said to Zhang Benyuan.

"Auntie, I'll come back to see Yitong tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work tonight." Zhang Benyuan left the ward and quietly mailed an envelope to the doctor, informing him that he was a relative of patient Wang Yitong and wanted to take a photo of the child. With the doctor's help, Zhang Benyuan was able to take a photo of the child after the induced abortion.

Zhang Benyuan then got in the car, looked at the photos, and slammed his hand on the steering wheel. Tears just flowed. They say men don't cry easily, only because they haven't been heartbroken. At this moment, Zhang Benyuan hated himself for not decisively taking Wang Yitong away first. She had clearly agreed to go to Hong Kong, and it was all because of Zhao Yunhao that none of this would have happened.

Zhao Yunhao said to Wang Yitong who was lying on the hospital bed, "Tongtong, I'm sorry. I was in a meeting when you called today. I was busy with my career during this period and didn't take good care of you! The child is gone, and I just want you to be in pain. You must cheer up and take care of yourself. You will get better in the future."

Wang Yitong turned around, crying silently, not wanting to say a word.

Zhao Yunhao left the ward and went to the corridor to call his parents and tell them about Wang Yitong's miscarriage. They said that they were busy at home and had no time to come to see Wang Yitong, so he asked him to hire a nurse to take care of her.

At this time, he heard his parents' words and began to feel uncomfortable. His parents did not know the child's situation. He knew that his parents did not like Wang Yitong. He did not expect that they did not even want to pretend on the surface. If this child was really their own child, the parents' actions would only make Wang Yitong feel cold.

He came to the bedside and said to Wang Yitong, "Tongtong, I've already told my parents. They're a little busy at work and can't leave. They've asked me to hire a nurse to take care of you. Let me take good care of you."

Hearing Zhao Yunhao's words, Wang Yitong thought about how she had felt the baby's movements just a few hours ago, but now she had completely lost it. Thinking of the aborted child, Wang Yitong felt heartbroken. Perhaps she shouldn't have agreed to Zhao Yunhao at the wrong time from the beginning.

That night, Wang Yitong's mother, Chen Yin, stayed in the ward to take care of Wang Yitong. She said to Zhou Yinuo, "You've worked hard today. Yinuo, go back first and bring the pigeon and gastrodia elata soup your uncle made tomorrow."

Mother Chen thought of the only bed-mate in the ward and said, "Yunhao, you should go back too. There's only one bed-mate here too. I can be alone here."

"Okay, then I'll go back first. I'll take care of the work handover and leave, and I'll come back tomorrow. Mom, thank you for your hard work tonight."

After saying that, Zhou Yinuo and Zhao Yunhao left the ward.

Chen Yin ordered millet porridge and stewed pork ribs. Wang Yitong had no appetite at all. She just wanted to rest. She went to the bathroom with Chen Yin's help and continued to rest in bed.

She thought back to her pregnancy and everything she had done for this child. Every day, she carefully nurtured her belly, anticipating the arrival of her child. She had even chosen a name for the child and prepared all sorts of baby supplies.

But now it was all over. She had lost her child and her hope for the future. She didn't know how to face this reality, how to go on living.

She felt as if her heart was being torn apart, in excruciating pain. She wanted to scream, to vent her emotions. However, she could only cry silently, silently enduring it all.

The next day, Zhou Yinuo and Zhao Yunhao brought pigeon soup to Wang Yitong. She had a simple breakfast of steamed buns and millet porridge. Her breasts had already started swelling that morning, and they felt like rocks pressing down on her. It was so painful that she could only lie flat on her back.

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