Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

"I see, mom!"

"Well, go back!"

Fu Beichen couldn't resist his mother and got up reluctantly and left.

As soon as he left his front foot, his back foot showed his face and opened his eyes. In Qingming's eyes, he couldn't see half of his drowsy confusion.

Obviously, she has already woke up, but there are some things she doesn't want to face or say anymore.

She heard what Lin Wanru said to Fu Beichen just now, but so what?

"Yan Yan, are you awake?" Lin looked at her as if overjoyed and poured out the warm chicken soup from the thermos on the table. "Mom specially asked Lin Ma to boil ginseng chicken soup to supplement your body. This miscarriage is not a small matter. If you don't take care of it, I'm afraid it will affect your pregnancy in the future!"

She was wordy and muttered. When she looked back, she saw that Zhan Yan's face became more ugly. She realized that she had said something wrong. She coughed awkwardly, and quickly apologized, "Yan Yan, mom doesn't mean that. You know, mom just cares about your body, and doesn't mean anything else!"

Zhan Yan smiled, and then struggled to do it from bed.

Lin Wanru's chicken soup has been handed to her. She shook her head pale. "Mom, I have no appetite. My mouth is bitter. You put it over there. If I'm hungry for a while, I'll drink it!"

The moment in her mouth was naturally perfunctory. How could Lin Wanru not understand?

What kind of person does Lin seem to be? How can she not even understand such words?!

"Yan Yan, listen to your mother's advice. When things are over, they are over. As for Lin Siwei, your father will decide for you. Don't worry!" Lin seemed to present it with a spoon and put it to Zhan Yan's lips after it was cold.

Zhan Yan was stunned and looked at the chicken soup with a spoon. It was a little greasy. He felt that his stomach was full of rivers and seas, and then his heart began to ache.

What happened, she couldn't think that nothing had happened.

Her child, she really felt the child beating in her stomach. She couldn't treat it as if it hadn't happened. She couldn't, never!

"Yan Yan, even if you are angry with that bastard Beichen, you can't joke about your body. Mom is old and can't stand your toss. You should be your mother. Please, eat a little, can you?" Lin Wanru almost begged, and his hand holding the spoon always stubbornly didn't put it down.

Zhan Yan opened his mouth like a puppet and swallowed the chicken soup in the spoon, but it didn't take long to vomit it all again.

Later, she took one mouthful and vomited one mouthful until she vomited without any strength and lay paralyzed by the bed.

"Mom, I can't get through it. I can't get through it." she shook her head helplessly and cried in Lin's arms, "There will never be a way to pass! He will never know how much I look forward to the arrival of this child. I think if the child is still there, will he come back to me one day? But all these are delusions. I am not a competent mother. I think if there is an afterlife, the child will no longer be willing to be my child, because I am a useless mother Kiss... "

Lin seemed to hold Zhan Yan tightly in his arms. Listening to her words, his eyes turned red unconsciously.

She is also a mother. How can she not understand the meaning of the first child to women? Even if she has it again in the future, it will be different.

"Well, Yan Yan, we don't want this. It's all over, it's all over, and there will be some in the future!"

Zhan Yan shook her head. Tears fell uncontrollably down her cheeks. She didn't want to think about him again, but as soon as she closed her eyes, there was blood in front of her eyes. The child's crying rang in her ears and asked her why she didn't want him.

"It won't happen again. It won't happen again in the future. I know!"

Listening to Zhan Yan crying in his arms, Lin Wanru's heart tingled and tears fell.

For one thing, her grandson is gone, and it's hard for her. For another, she really loves to show her face.

"Yan Yan, if you are sad, cry out. Cry out, it will be better!"

Lin Wanru didn't know how to comfort Zhan Yan. The injury had been caused and there was no way to remedy it.

Zhan Yan cried in her arms for a while, and finally fainted. He was hot and fell into a coma with a high fever. What's worse, Zhan Yan's consciousness began to be unclear, kept having nightmares and crying for help in panic.

Fu Beichen received Lin Wanru's call and returned to the hospital again. Seeing Zhan Yan like this, he took her in his arms and lost his temper with Lin Wanru. His tone was not very good.

When he left, he was still good. How could he be taken care of like this in a blink of an eye?!

"You know now that you feel distressed and lose your temper?! why don't you think about yourself? Who made Yan like this?! why don't you think about who made her like this!" Fu Yunting scolded coldly.

"Come on, can't you say less? Beichen is not feeling well!" Lin Wanru pulled her angry husband and turned to his son. "I just fed her something to eat, but what to eat and what to vomit! Beichen, Yan Yan's temperament, you know better than me that she doesn't cry and make noise is the most frightening!"

Lin sighed like he had nothing to talk about.

Fu Beichen was silent, but held the man in his arms tighter.

Fu Yunting suppressed his anger and looked at his son's haggard look, which was also a little distressed, "Beichen, your mother and I really shouldn't care too much about the affairs between your husband and wife, but since you married her, you should be responsible for her. I also know that you resent that we forced you to marry zhanyan, but you don't see what kind of woman you brought back?! since we are married, let's have a good life. Your mother and I are old and can't stand you We've been tossing about like this. Mr. Zhan doesn't know that Zhan Yan has miscarried. Now he's still lying in the hospital. If he knows, he can't tell what his anger will be like! "

Fu Beichen was still speechless. In his eyes, there was only the woman in his arms. Her body was still hot. After hanging a little, there was still no sign of fever abatement.

The Dean just got out of the operating room. When he heard that Zhan Yan had a high fever again, he hurried over.

He knocked on the door symbolically, nodded with Fu Yunting and his wife, went straight to zhanyan's bed and asked the nurse to take her temperature again. Because the original medicine didn't work, he changed a new drop of medicine.

"Uncle Yang, how is she?"

"The condition is not very good. Change the medicine and observe again." when the Dean put away the stethoscope and looked at him, there was little expression on his face. "The doctor can't cure any disease. It's a heart disease. She won't let her go!"