The thought startled him, but when he staggered to his feet, the ground beneath Liu Qinqin was stained red with blood.

"Xiaoqin, don't scare me. You're just pretending to scare me, right? You... I didn't hit you that many times..."

Even Zhang Laogen himself didn't believe what he said, and Liu Qingqing didn't have time to pay attention to him; she was just clutching her stomach and wailing in pain.

"I, I'll go get the doctor right away, I'll go get the doctor, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll be back in a little while..."

Not long after, Zhang Laogen dragged the barefoot doctor, who had lost a shoe, back with him.

But the moment the old doctor saw Liu Qinqin, he sighed, then shook his head, his compassionate face full of unbearable sorrow.

"well……"

Seeing his expression, Zhang Laogen had a bad feeling, but still held onto a sliver of hope and asked:

"Doctor, how is she? Is it just a miscarriage scare?"

The barefoot doctor glanced at him and spoke rather rudely.

"It's no use, the baby is too young. It should have already started to hurt, but then there was the falling and hitting, it couldn't take it, and it's probably going to give birth now."

Zhang Laogen was stunned, and even forgot to be angry.

"What?! What?! She's going to give birth now? We haven't prepared anything, I haven't even called a midwife, this..."

Seeing the faint hint of joy on his face, the old doctor, without any hesitation, spoke frankly:

"What's there to be so happy about? Do you think a baby born after five months would survive?"

Only then did he seem to wake from a dream, and he stood frozen in place.

"Doctor, do you mean my son is gone?"

When the two arrived, Liu Qinqin had already fainted. The old doctor, while administering acupuncture to save her, answered without looking up:

"That's right, you beat your son to death."

Upon hearing the news, Zhang Laogen was stunned, as if struck by lightning. He stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

What followed was that the old doctor would call out to him and he would move, and he would move again, until the barefoot doctor actually handed him the fully formed, bluish-purple male fetus, at which point he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

She burst into tears in front of the frail Liu Qinqin and the old doctor.

The old doctor gave him a cold look, shook his head, and then looked at Liu Qinqin with a hint of pity.

"Little girl, take good care of yourself from now on. You're still young, we're not afraid."

Liu Qinqin originally thought she couldn't cry anymore, but after the old doctor said those words, she suddenly felt extremely wronged, and tears just kept flowing uncontrollably.

She didn't quite agree with the old doctor's words because she felt that she had no future to speak of.

However, she still nodded slowly to the old doctor.

The old doctor felt much relieved when he saw that she was willing to nod.

Especially in times like these, the worst thing is when people can't think straight. Only by being able to think more positively can we move forward.

After comforting Liu Qinqin, he turned to Zhang Laogen.

"Tell me, Zhang Laogen, what exactly are you trying to do? Are you satisfied now?!"