Chapter 947: Try and Die

When they arrived at the hospital, Gu Wanqiu was pushed directly into the operating room. The fetus, which was less than three months old, was already unstable, not to mention being pushed so hard and hitting her stomach directly.

She was covered in blood. The doctor took off her sticky, wet, and smelly skirt and changed her into a loose hospital gown.

She had just come for a check-up this morning, and the hospital still had her file. The doctor who performed the surgery on her happened to be the same doctor who performed her stethoscope this morning.

The doctor knew that Gu Wanqiu was allergic to anesthesia, and using anesthesia rashly might be more dangerous, so he could only try other painkillers, but it was obviously not working and could not completely relieve the pain.

Gu Wanqiu had fainted from the pain, her whole body drenched in sweat. Lying there, she seemed to be holding on to her last breath, her breathing was weak, and her heartbeat was slowing down.

A three-month-old fetus is already somewhat formed. If you want to abort it now, you need to use some medicine to wait for the body to expel it on its own, or use tools.

Obviously, Gu Wanqiu's body was unable to expel the dead fetus on its own. If the dead fetus remained in her belly for a long time, it would easily cause heavy bleeding and be life-threatening. The doctor could only perform a minor operation, but there was no anesthetic.

Fortunately, the baby in Gu Wanqiu's belly was very small, so it was not difficult to take it out. If Gu Wanqiu had remained in a coma, the operation would have gone smoothly, but she woke up during the process.

There was a tearing pain under her body, and the internal organs in her abdomen seemed to be moved out of place by something. She felt nauseous due to the pain and wanted to move, but she was tied up with restraints, as if she was being held down by a dozen people. She could not move her body, but could only move her fingers and eyes. She forced her eyes open, she was sleepy, too sleepy, this feeling was like being sleep paralyzed.

It was as if a pair of hands were pressing down on her eyes, telling her to go to sleep and not wake up.

She wanted to follow her instinct and fall asleep, but another voice came, telling her not to sleep, because she would lose something very important.

Something very important? What is it?

The dull pain in her abdomen reminded her that her child...

She came to her senses belatedly and remembered that Liu Zibo had taken her to the club hotel room, where she bumped into a cabinet, felt severe pain in her abdomen, and blood flowed from her body. She lay on the ground covered with broken glass, unable to move.

And now her child is about to disappear, she thinks she can't bear to part with the child, she wants to keep him.

"I..." Gu Wanqiu's voice was hoarse as soon as she opened her mouth. Her throat was dry and a bitter taste of medicine hit her. There was a cold air around her. It was so cold...

"I want to keep this child. Can you help me keep it... please..." Gu Wanqiu rarely asked others for help. Her voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible when she opened her mouth to speak.

Only the surgeon closest to her heard, "Ms. Gu, the baby can't be saved. Don't be sad. You can have another one in the future. Think about it, when you came here this morning, weren't you planning to have an abortion? You're still young, and the child's father is dead."

Yes, this child was Li Jinxing's. How much she hated Li Jinxing! If the child had a face like Li Jinxing's, could she really pretend nothing had happened and be a good mother? Was she really fit to be a mother? Could she raise a child well? She came from a single-parent family and had never seen her mother since she was a child. Was she going to let the child in her belly follow her path?

What's more, she was born with a cold temperament and was not suitable for having children. This child was not the fruit of love, but the flame of hatred, and the fire had to be extinguished as soon as it started.

But at this moment she still couldn't bear to leave him and wanted to stay with this child.

She couldn't help but speak out her true feelings, but the doctor's words brought her back to reality.

She knew that the young seedling in her belly was gone. It died quietly before it had the chance to blossom and bear fruit. What could it matter if she was reluctant to let it go?

Blood and flesh flowed out of her body, and she could clearly feel that the child had left her body.

Her body still hurt, but the heartache was greater than the physical pain at this time. She closed her eyes and felt numb from head to toe.

The whole process was very tense, but fortunately the operation went smoothly. Gu Wanqiu was sent to the ward. She was malnourished and had morning sickness during her pregnancy. She had trouble eating or sleeping. The baby in her belly was still absorbing nutrients from her body. It was a miracle that she could survive for three months.

Gu Wanqiu had just had a miscarriage, and she would definitely feel lightheaded when she woke up. She had hypoglycemia and malnutrition, so the doctor prescribed a lot of medicine based on her physical condition. She was on an IV drip all day.

The blood vessels on the back of the hand were bulging because of too much fluid infusion. The hands were cold and the entire back of the hand was swollen in the end. The needle inserted into the blood vessel was painful just by looking at it.

Gu Wanqiu was afraid that she would not wake up for a while. The medical equipment on both sides showed that she was not in danger of life and her condition was normal.

Mrs. Liu was so busy that she couldn't sit still. From time to time, she stared at the infusion bag hanging above, worried that the liquid would run out and the blood would return to the tube. After a while, she covered Gu Wanqiu's cold hand, and when she saw that her lips were dry, she used a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten her lips.

At this moment, she seemed to treat Gu Wanqiu as her own daughter.

In addition to Mrs. Liu, there were two other people in the ward, He Tian and Zhou Yi.

The two looked at each other in the ward. No matter how long they stayed in the hospital or how comfortable it was, they could never get used to it. The quietness in the ward was different from that at home. It was depressing yet comfortable at the same time.

Gu Wanqiu lived in a single room, which was considered a VIP ward. It had everything, except that the air was a bit stuffy and smelled of disinfectant, there was no other smell. It had air conditioning, a TV, and a separate bathroom and washing area. A cleaning lady came to clean the room every day, and any garbage in the trash can would be taken away.

He Tian leaned against the window, looking down at the building, and asked Zhou Yi beside him, "What do you think this person is thinking? He always suffers losses and never learns his lesson. Even in this situation, he still helps her and can't forget her... If it were me, whether she lives or dies would be none of my business. If she died, I would be so happy that I couldn't sleep."

He Tian leaned over to Zhou Yi and whispered, "Do you think the boss is a bit of a masochist by nature? He likes this person to be distant and close to him, and the harder he treats him, the more he likes it?"

Zhou Yi glanced at him coldly: "How about you try it?"

He Tian thought about it for a moment and immediately shook his head: "Forget it, I don't dare to try." If I try, I will die.

"You, always speak with your mouth in front and your brain behind. You have to think before you say anything. Be careful with what you say and do. Do you understand?"