Chapter 310 Xia Ling, I want to eat fish cakes

Xia Ling lay down.

She looked at Jiang Ciyou eagerly, like an innocent puppy.

If it had happened before, Jiang Ciyou would have thought she was pretending again.

But now, looking at her like this, I just feel a sharp pain in my heart.

"Xia Ling, what else do you want to say?"

"My child, how is my child?"

Xia Ling's lips were still stained with blood, making them look particularly red.

Jiang Ciyou said, "He's fine. He can eat and sleep well now. He's very healthy. He's just a little thinner than a normal full-term baby."

Xia Ling seemed relieved.

Xia Ling said, "Ciyou, I was wrong, I was really wrong. If I were given another chance, I would never treat you like this. Can you forgive me?"

"Can we talk about this later?"

Xia Ling shook her head: "I'm dying, I know I'm dying. I can't be with you, and I can't see you happy with others. This is a kind of relief and relief for me. I will never pester you again."

Jiang Ciyou looked at the instrument next to him and saw that the red light was flashing and the alarm was sounding.

She was extremely anxious: "Xia Ling, don't say anything, you are not going to die, just stay alive first, and we can slowly settle our grievances later."

Xia Ling coughed violently and vomited blood again.

But Jiang Ciyou was holding her hand tightly, and she didn't dare to use force for fear of pulling her wound.

"No chance, don't worry, I've made too many mistakes in my life."

"Since I'm dying, please forgive me for whatever I've done, okay?"

Looking at Xia Ling's pale face.

Jiang Ciyou finally couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and he cried like crazy: "I forgive you, Xia Ling, no matter what you did, I forgive you, please let me go, I'll call a doctor for you."

Xia Ling seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Her head sank heavily into the soft pillow.

The light in her eyes seemed to be slowly extinguished, and her voice became much weaker: "Child...please take good care of him for me. No matter what you find out in the future, don't hate him or hate him. He is innocent...I regret it so much..."

"Xia Ling, stop talking. I promise you, I'll agree to anything, okay? Just let me go first, let me go."

Xia Ling slowly closed her eyes, and her voice became barely audible: "Ciyou, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life, but meeting me is your disaster, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"I don't want to hear it anymore. Take care of your health first, and we can talk about our future affairs slowly."

Xia Ling began to cough violently and spit out blood in large mouthfuls.

The pillow was bright red.

And when she fell down again, she finally let go of Jiang Ciyou's hand.

"Stop worrying, I want to see the child..."

Her voice was almost inaudible.

He spoke so vaguely that he could hardly utter a complete word.

But Jiang Ciyou knew it very well.

After his hand was released, Jiang Ciyou immediately pressed the button on the wall.

The doctor and nurse arrived soon.

After checking, I found that the situation was extremely bad.

Xia Ling has suffered organ failure.

Her vital signs were extremely weak.

Xia Ling seemed to have fainted again.

The doctor began to try his best to save him again.

Jiang Ciyou rushed out of the ward.

Yan Feng also seemed to sense something was wrong.

The empty eyes became focused.

He lay outside the glass window of the emergency room, staring inside.

There was chaos and disorder inside.

After Jiang Ci came out of his worry, he went directly to the neonatal pediatrics department.

Then he took the child out.

Along the way, her tears kept flowing.

She didn't know she would shed so many tears.

Perhaps, she knew in her heart that Xia Ling really could not survive.

She suddenly understood.

Xia Ling just said so many words and shed so many tears.

It looks so vivid, but in fact it is just a last gasp.

No matter what, she had to take a look at the child.

But when Jiang Ciyou rushed to the door of the emergency room holding the child.

The door just happened to open.

Yan Feng rushed forward: "Xia Ling, how is she?"

The doctor also looked serious, and after a long while he finally said, "Mr. Yan, please accept my condolences."

Jiang Ciyou stood there in a daze.

The child seemed to sense something and suddenly burst into tears.

Jiang Ciyou felt as if something was burning through his heart.

Burn a hole in it.

She didn't know she would be so sad.

She stood still.

All I saw was a vast expanse of white.

Finally, she rushed in.

All instruments stopped functioning.

The heart-detecting device became a straight line.

A group of guards stood by, removing the instruments from her body, and their faces were serious.

Xia Ling lay quietly on the hospital bed.

It's like falling asleep.

But that face was completely bloodless, like a blank piece of paper.

The child was still crying in Jiang Ciyou's arms.

Jiang Ciyou walked to the bed.

Carefully placed the child next to Xia Ling.

Then he said, "Xia Ling, this is your child, can you open your eyes and take a look, please?"

No response.

Bo Jinxiu also walked in.

Seeing Jiang Ci's worried look, his heart ached deeply.

But he did not go forward to disturb Jiang Ciyou.

The child sleeping next to Xia Ling stretched out his little arm.

Finally it touched Xia Ling's hair.

Strangely, she stopped crying.

Just grabbed Xia Ling's hair out of curiosity.

"Xia Ling, I forgive you, I really forgive you. As long as you wake up, you will still be my best friend."

Jiang Ciyou didn't understand why he was so sad.

I clearly hated her to death.

She had done so many things that hurt her.

Obviously, she almost destroyed her and dragged her into the mud.

But the time we spent together in our youth, the classes we attended together, the time we lay on the playground together looking at the stars, the time we secretly skipped classes to go to celebrity concerts together, the time we were punished to run 10,000 meters together, the time we encouraged each other during the most boring and anxious days of the college entrance examination, the time we cheered and celebrated after being admitted to the same school, the time we imagined the future together, the time we said we would be good friends for life, and live in the same nursing home when we got old.

They had all gone through the blooming and rainy seasons of their youth together.

At this moment, Jiang Ciyu couldn't think of anything else.

They are all the beautiful moments in their past.

Jiang Ciyou kept talking to Xia Ling, talking about the past.

As he spoke, he started laughing, and then he started crying.

She hoped that Xia Ling would be like she was just now, and when she looked back again, she had already opened her eyes.

But it's no longer possible.

Xia Ling lay there quietly, without making a sound.

Jiang Ciyou talked for a long time and finally calmed down.

She sat on the chair, holding Xia Ling's cold hand, and said in a low voice with a hint of sobs: "Xia Ling, I want to eat fish cakes."