Chapter 276 Why Wasn't You the One Who Died?
Li Jingshen glanced at him coldly and the other person fell silent instantly.
The phone screen was broken but still usable. Li Jingshen suppressed his emotions, walked over and picked up the phone on the ground, pulled out the SIM card and threw the phone into the trash can.
Xia Mingyue was quickly helped out after having her blood drawn. She glanced at Li Jingshen indifferently, knowing that he was in a bad mood, and was very self-aware and did not say anything to him.
After 700 ml of blood was drawn, Xia Mingyue's face turned pale, but she didn't faint. This was the first time she had so much blood drawn. Think about how Shen Zhichu persisted in drawing blood for her all those years?
How despicable! Xia Mingyue has no sympathy for her rival in love. The more miserable Shen Zhichu is, the happier she is. It's her fault for occupying things that don't belong to her all those years. She has to pay a price for everything she gets. She deserves it.
During those four years, she bribed her attending physician and fabricated all the coagulation dysfunction and severe anemia. As long as she said she felt uncomfortable, Li Jingshen would drag Shen Zhichu to give her a blood transfusion.
This mobile blood bank is also easy to use and convenient, and the potted plants in the hospital are more beautiful than each other.
Chen Zhichu basically comes to have his blood drawn once every two or three months, with a minimum of 400 ml and a maximum of 600 ml. Sometimes, he has to have his blood drawn again before the blood in his body has recovered.
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Li Jingshen never glanced at Xia Mingyue. He sat on a bench in the corridor with a dull look in his eyes, as if he had lost his soul.
Shen Zhichu performed the operation for a long time, and the light on the operating room door was not turned off until Zhao Qian arrived.
"Give me your phone."
Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to Li Jingshen. Li Jingshen threw the card in his hand to him and said, "Go downstairs and buy a phone and load the card."
Zhao Qian took the SIM card and immediately realized that Li Jingshen was angry and had thrown his phone again.
He was full of questions but didn't dare to ask more. He took the SIM card and hurried downstairs.
Li Jingshen glanced at the time. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
Shen Zhichu was pushed out, and Li Jingshen hurried over to inquire about Shen Zhichu's situation.
Removal of the uterus. Uterine removal is not a minor operation. It took more than four hours, including the induction of labor. The operation was successful. Now it depends on when Shen Zhichu wakes up.
The doctor explained the precautions to Li Jingshen in detail, and he listened carefully and almost took out a notebook to write them down.
Shen Zhichu had been in the hospital so many times, and the precautions were similar, but a woman must take good care of herself after losing her child, otherwise she would suffer pain in the future.
Shen Zhichu was sent to the observation room and will be watched by medical staff 24 hours a day.
"Mr. Li...there is one more thing." The doctor hesitated, his face looking a little ugly. Li Jingshen subconsciously felt nervous, thinking that Shen Zhichu had some symptoms again.
"What's the matter?" he asked with a tense face.
The doctor said, "Mr. Li, do you want to see that child?" He wanted to ask what to do with the stillborn fetus, but he couldn't bring himself to ask.
Li Jingshen's expression became increasingly stiff, and he clenched his fists. "Take me over to have a look."
The dead child was still wrapped in cotton in the operating room. His red body had now turned deathly white, his facial features were blurred, and the corners of his mouth were slightly twisted.
Li Jingshen had seen specimens soaked in formalin before. He was still young at the time and everyone around him said it was scary, but he felt nothing.
But today, he looked at the dead child and was so scared that his whole body was shaking.
In the end, Li Jingshen walked over and carefully picked up the child, gently touching the child's eyes with his trembling index finger.
The four-month-old baby's facial features can be vaguely seen, and the eye socket bones tell that the child has beautiful eyes. It is said that girls look like their fathers and sons like their mothers. If this boy is born, he will probably look very much like Chen Zhichu.
His heart suddenly tightened, Li Jingshen felt his eyes getting hot, and he blinked unbearably because of the soreness. Tears fell on the child's face, and he reached out to wipe them away.
"I'm sorry. Dad loves you very much, but he loves your mom more. Find a good family to be reborn into in your next life."
Baby, your mother loves you very much. You don’t want your mother to be in danger of her life for you, right?
Li Jingshen suddenly hugged the dead fetus in his arms, his breathing choked and his voice trembled.
He felt as if his heart had broken through his ribs and jumped out. There was a hollow place in his heart, as if something had suddenly died.
Just as Shen Zhichu said at the beginning, his heart was too small, so small that it could only hold one person. Now it only held Shen Zhichu.
In order to help Shen Zhichu recover, he can become the executioner who kills his own son.
In the ward, Shen Zhichu was carefully cared for by medical staff. Li Jingshen personally carried the child to the crematorium. After the tiny four-month-old fetus was sent into the incinerator, only a handful of ashes came out.
Li Jingshen prepared a beautiful blue and white porcelain and carefully placed the child's ashes inside.
"Your mother is the most beautiful woman in the world, and the baby she gives birth to will definitely be the cutest baby in the world."
So he chose the most beautiful blue and white porcelain to hold the ashes.
Zhao Qian followed Li Jingshen all the time, watching him holding the blue and white porcelain and talking to himself, he felt mixed emotions, and felt that this usually strong man was going crazy.
Shen Zhichu will wake up soon, and he will definitely not be able to bear to see the blue and white porcelain containing ashes. Li Jingshen handed the blue and white porcelain to Zhao Qian and asked him to take it back to the villa.
He hailed a taxi on the side of the road and returned to the hospital.
In the ward, Shen Zhichu was lying on the bed, her face as pale as gold paper. Li Jingshen was sitting beside her, watching over her. A small clip for monitoring blood pressure was clamped on her finger, which was connected to the instrument. The test results were terrifying.
After coming out of the operating room, she had a close call with death.
Chen Zhichu woke up at night. She opened her heavy eyelids and stared blankly at the ceiling. After a while, a tear slid down the corner of her eye into the end of her hair and disappeared.
She raised her heavy hand and placed it gently on her belly. The child was really gone...
Li Jingshen saw that Shen Zhichu had woken up, and since she didn't make a fuss, he didn't bother her.
Shen Zhichu has always been strong, and he believes that she can get through it.
The ward was deathly silent. Shen Zhichu suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Li Jingshen, as if he was looking at him but also seemed to have missed him and was looking behind him.
"Where's the baby?" Her voice was so soft, like a drop of water falling on the sand, disappearing in an instant.
"I asked Zhao Qian to take him back to the villa."
Shen Zhichu stopped talking. She seemed normal and calm, but only Li Jingshen knew that she had changed. She was neither happy nor sad, as quiet as a puppet, moving only when lifted.
I lost my child and my uterus. The pain inside my abdomen felt like it was being stabbed by a knife.
Shen Zhichu's voice trembled with pain: "I lost my only child and also lost the qualification to be a mother. Why didn't Li Jingshen die with you?"
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