Chapter 272 Death Approaches (Part 1)
There is a saying on the Internet that if that person really loves you, you can't leave or run away, unless that person intends to let you go.
So, did Li Jingshen really love her if he didn't want to let her go? Did he love her so much that he would use violence against her? Did he love her so much that he would look at her with such a fierce gaze? Did he love her so much that he would want to kill their child?
My eye sockets became sore and swollen due to the stress response, and tears fell down in big drops.
Li Jingshen looked at the crystal water stains on Shen Zhichu's face expressionlessly, without reducing the strength in his hands. He did not relax until the bodyguard injected the medicine into Shen Zhichu's wrist.
Not long after the injection of the drug, Shen Zhichu began to lose consciousness and her hands and feet became numb. She couldn't even shout for help. Keeping her eyelids open was the best she could do at the moment.
Li Jingshen picked up the limp Shen Zhichu and then told the bodyguard to clean up the room inside.
Shen Zhichu shed tears helplessly, and a trembling sound came from her throat: "Please let me go, Li Jingshen, I beg you to let me go..." Shen Zhichu softened in his arms, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from her throat, so thin and weak that it was difficult to hear what she said without listening carefully.
The faint voice was so low and light that Li Jingshen almost thought it was an illusion.
He didn't say anything, but hugged Shen Zhichu even tighter and carried her into the carriage.
At 8:30 in the evening, there were still many people on the street. Some were out for a walk after dinner, some were out dancing in the square, and some young people were out for dinner.
Just like before, I saw two luxury cars on the roadside and a group of tall and strong men in suits coming out of the building. Although I was curious, I didn't dare to get close. I stood far away and watched silently.
Li Jingshen didn't like such looks, so after putting Shen Zhichu into the carriage, he told someone to deal with it so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
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Li Jingshen looked at Shen Zhichu, who was curled up in his arms, as if from a God's perspective. She looked like a wounded cat. Li Jingshen raised his hand and gently stroked her sad brows.
“Chen Zhichu, I will never let you go in this life.”
These words were like a cage that locked her soul inside.
Under the effect of the anesthetic, Shen Zhichu gradually stopped crying. He just stared wide-eyed stiffly, his eyes filled with deathly silence and nothingness. Even the tears that had just been in his eyes disappeared, leaving Li Jingshen chilled by the emptiness in his eyes.
Li Jingshen couldn't stand her looking at him like that in the carriage, because it reminded him of the tragic death of his parents.
So many years have passed, but the tragic scene of his parents dying to protect him is still an indelible shadow in his heart.
He sometimes wondered if his parents would have died if he had not been in the car.
Li Jingshen covered Shen Zhichu's eyes with trembling hands. In the darkness, Shen Zhichu gradually fell into a coma.
Shen Zhichu had a dream. She dreamed that she fell off a cliff, and Li Jingshen grabbed her and pulled her up. Just when she wanted to hug him tightly, Li Jingshen's hand pierced through her stomach and pulled out a piece of flesh and blood from inside...
Shen Zhichu woke up from a nightmare, and when he looked up, he met Li Jingshen's dark eyes. Shen Zhichu came to his senses and glanced around. Everything was white, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant floating in the air.
She was brought to the hospital by Li Jingshen! Shen Zhichu subconsciously wanted to turn over and get up to escape, but found that her body was tied to the bed. Except for her neck, fingers, and feet, she could not move anywhere.
Sweat broke out on her back. Compared to the panic in her dream, Li Jingshen's eyes made her feel more anxious.
"You slept for 10 hours." Li Jingshen said lightly.
Only then did Shen Zhichu notice the bright blue sky outside the window. The bright sunlight refracted through and stung his eyes.
"Would you like some water?" Li Jingshen asked.
Shen Zhichu felt her throat was very hoarse and she could taste some bitterness. She tilted her head and continued to struggle with her hands, but she still couldn't muster any strength.
"Don't move, save your energy." Li Jingshen poured a glass of water for Shen Zhichu, with a straw inserted in the glass for easy drinking.
He put the straw to Shen Zhichu’s lips: “Drink water.”
"Get out!" Her voice was extremely hoarse, as if she had swallowed a handful of sand and her vocal cords were worn out by the gravel.
"If you don't drink water, you won't have a chance to drink during the surgery later."
Chen Zhichu's eyes widened, his hands clenched into fists, he felt severe pain all over his body, and a creaking sound came from deep in his throat.
"No, don't abort my child, Li Jingshen, I hate you." His voice was cold but with a hint of tears.
The baby in her belly seemed to sense danger and trembled a little.
This is the first time the baby moves at this time.
Tears streamed down her face. How could she protect her baby? What could she do now that she was tied up here? Sharp pain pierced her mind, and she felt as if half of her head was about to go numb.
"Li Jingshen, the baby just moved. Can you touch him? You can feel this life. He is your child. You will be a father in a few months."
Li Jingshen's eyes fell coldly on her abdomen, "I don't like him."
When Shen Zhichu heard these five words, she felt as if a flame was burning in her mind. The voice was cold and quiet, but it was like a poisonous snake, tightly wrapped around her abdomen.
"How could you not like it? We even chose a name together back then, have you forgotten? If it's a girl, we'll call her Sui Sui, and if it's a boy, we'll call him Jin Zhao."
"That's your wishful thinking. I've never been involved in it."
So, he had been deceiving her all the time. When she invested all her sincerity into this relationship, he trampled on her without hesitation, making her live a life worse than death.
At this time, the doctor and nurse came in and began to prepare to send Shen Zhichu to the operating room for an abortion.
She grabbed a nurse's hand tightly and shouted at the top of her lungs, "I didn't sign the consent form for the surgery. It's illegal for you to force me to do it!"
"Ms. Shen, Mr. Li has already signed your consent form for surgery, and you also signed it three months ago. It's just that the surgery has been postponed."
"No, I don't agree to abort the baby. No, please."
“Your body is not suitable for childbirth, let go, Miss Shen, and don’t make things difficult for us.”
She couldn't let go. If she did, the baby in her belly would be gone.
Those tears transformed into the most turbulent blood light, the indifferent nurse, the indifferent Li Jingshen, and Shen Zhichu roared with a hoarse voice.
She thought of the nightmare she had just had. The person who could pull you up the cliff could also push you down without mercy.
Chen Zhichu's stomach ached, her face turned pale, and she tilted her face to the side and coughed hoarsely on the edge of the bed. Her cough was accompanied by dry heaving sounds, and tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes, and her eyelashes stuck together.
Her whole body trembled like grass in the wind, and the corners of her mouth were stained bright red.
She stared at Li Jingshen without blinking, as if she wanted to see through the layer of skin to see what the heart in his chest was made of, and why she couldn't warm it up even after holding it for so long.
If Li Jingshen had any intention, he would not be so cruel as to abort her child.
She tried every possible method, including threats and begging for mercy, but Li Jingshen remained motionless.
His eyes were colder than ever, as if he was actually mocking her stupidity.
The baby in her belly moved violently because of fear, and Shen Zhichu belatedly felt a warm current coming from below.
"Child..." Her face turned pale, a sob burst out of her throat, and unstoppable tears slid down in panic.
"Please save him, help me..." The person she used to think of as an angel in white has now become a demon that is taking her life.
They would not help her, but would stick a knife into her abdomen and crush the baby to get it out.
"Is this a miscarriage?"
"Hurry up and take the person over." The nurses pushed the bed and sent the person into the operating room.
The bright blood red color was something Li Jingshen couldn't ignore no matter how hard he tried. The pungent smell of blood floated in the air.
Shen Zhichu's eyes were stained with blood, and the hatred in them made Li Jingshen feel cold in his heart. His feet seemed to be frozen in ice and he couldn't move at all.
With one last glance, Shen Zhichu squirmed and uttered three words in a lung-rattling voice: "I hate you."
The sunlight shone in from the window, hazy and blurry. After sweeping across the pair of desperate eyes, it dimmed unknowingly.
………
Some people suddenly appear in your world just to tell you: You are so gullible!
The greasy blood makes people feel uncomfortable, and the pain in the abdomen comes in waves.
Shen Zhichu looked at the ceiling, and suddenly the whole world turned. The operating light shone on her head, and blood flowed down her legs.
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After Shen Zhichu was sent to the operating room, Li Jingshen squatted down weakly against the wall. He stared at his hands. They were obviously clean, but he saw that they were covered with blood.
A tear fell unconsciously into his palm, and he clenched his fists to hold his eyes.
On October 22, Shen Zhichu was four months pregnant. Li Jingshen would never forget the day when he personally sent his beloved woman to the operating room for an abortion.
After he lost Chen Zhichu, he would feel cold all over whenever he thought of this day. This became the second nightmare in his life...
Shen Zhichu was lying in the operating room, feeling drowsy. She once thought she was close to death. She could even feel how the cold instruments were cutting into her flesh bit by bit.
There was only the sound of machines around her. She was floating high in the sky, facing the danger and fear of falling from a height at any time. The feeling was extremely terrifying.
The doctor injected Livanol into her to stimulate the contraction of the uterine membrane. Every contraction seemed to crush her spine. If she endured one wave of pain, there would be an even greater wave waiting for her.
Shen Zhichu was in poor health, and the doctor recommended that surgery be avoided if possible.
Shen Zhichu trembled into a ball, and when the pain reached its extreme, she opened her mouth to bite her lips. The doctor was afraid that she would hurt herself, so he stuffed a towel into her mouth to make it easier for her to bite and exert more force.
Shen Zhichu didn't want to give birth to the baby, but the downward movement in her abdomen was beyond her control.
Baby, don't leave mommy's belly. Mommy's belly is very warm. Don't come out, don't...
Cold sweat poured down his body, and the chill seemed to penetrate into the bones. Shen Zhichu endured the pain and suppressed his intermittent crying, feeling completely hopeless.
The baby is now very low in the belly. The previously round belly has now become pear-shaped, with all the weight concentrated at the bottom.
The sharp pain took on a new flavor, urging her to push down harder, an almost instinctive reaction she couldn't control.
Her stomach also began to hurt. She had tasted blood just now, and now the fishy-sweet taste in her throat was getting stronger and stronger. She wanted to vomit it out, but there was a towel stuffed in her mouth.
Because of the pain, her breathing was already weak, and now with the towel stuffed into her, she felt like she was suffocating to death.
Seeing that her face was pale, the doctor immediately pulled the towel out of her mouth, and the pulling actually brought out a pool of blood.
She lay there, her hair wet with sticky, cold sweat, sticking to her neck. She could do nothing, the smell of blood clouding her senses.
The bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth onto his paper-white face, like a gorgeous flower.
Shen Zhichu looked at the blood-red in front of her and couldn't help but think that it would be better if it was black. She could pretend that it was night now, sleep forever, and never wake up again.
Her consciousness gradually became blurred. Shen Zhichu smelled the scent of death approaching. It would be better to die like this. There was nothing in this world worth her staying in. She would just die with her baby...
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