Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 40 The child is gone
The unique smell of disinfectant water in the hospital is mixed with the faint aroma of the single room.

Song Yuening was lying on the hospital bed with her face sideways on the soft pillow, her long hair covering half of her pale cheeks.

Her brows were furrowed, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly at a weak frequency.

I don't know how long it took, but a little cold sweat suddenly broke out on the pale cheek, and then the exposed hands tightly grasped the sheet.

"do not want!"

Song Yuening struggled to sit up from the bed, panting heavily and staring blankly ahead.

"Ms. Song, what's wrong with you?"

Before she could react, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a woman dressed as a nurse rushed to Song Yuening.

Song Yuening blinked slowly, and the brief confusion after waking up gradually dissipated, and what emerged in her mind was the chaotic memory.

The child, her child!
Song Yuening almost subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch her lower abdomen, while her other hand tightly grasped the arm of the caregiver in front of her, with a hint of imperceptible vulnerability in her voice.

"My child, she, how is she?!"

There was a moment of embarrassment on the nurse's face, but under Song Yuening's burning eyes, she still mumbled and spoke.

"Ms. Song, you... must pay attention to your health. Although you were sent to the hospital in time, your fetal condition is not stable, so..."

The child is gone?

Song Yuening stared blankly at the nurse in front of her. He was opening and closing his mouth to say something, but her ears were ringing and she couldn't hear anything. There was only one thought left in her mind.

Her child is gone.

The nurse couldn't bear to see Song Yuening's dejected appearance.

She put one hand on the back of Song Yuening's hand, patted it gently and gently, and comforted her heartily.

"Ms. Song, you are still young and you will have children in the future. The most important thing now is to take good care of your health and don't be too sad, otherwise your relatives will also worry about you, don't you think?"

relatives?

The faces of the uncle, the second uncle, and the others appeared in his mind, and Cui Fenglan's threatening words seemed to still linger in his ears.

Song Yuening twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

She should be happy that the child is gone.

The arrival of this child was not what she expected. His biological father was unknown, and he became a handle in Cui Fenglan's hands.

Now that the child is gone, she is free.

But why does my heart seem to be tightly grasped by a big hand? It feels so sore and painful.

"Ms. Song, you..."

The nurse looked at her appearance and hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something else.

But Song Yuening had already turned her head to the side.

Her long hair fell down to cover the side of her face and the expression on her face. Her voice sounded calm and unruffled.

"I want to be alone."

The door to the ward opened and closed, and the tears that Song Yuening had been holding back in her eyes finally fell.

She choked in her throat and blinked desperately to stop the tears from falling, but the tears fell harder with her movements.

Song Yuening curled up her legs and buried her face in her knees, biting her lower lip in an attempt to contain the endless tears.

However, tears still fell from her face unbridled, soaking her hospital gown. "Ta-ta-ta..."

The sound of high heels came from the end of the corridor and finally stopped at the door of the ward. Then the door of the ward was pushed open, and Tang Wanran's voice came from the door.

"It's all my fault. I didn't know that Miss Song had such an accident. If I had known about this, I shouldn't have rushed you back to the company."

She sighed softly, her tone full of regret.

Tang Wanran turned his back to Xie Mingyuan and walked into the ward first.

At a glance, she saw Song Yuening, who had his back to the ward door, his hands around his knees and his head lowered.

A hint of pride appeared in Tang Wanran's beautiful eyes, but it was fleeting and not noticed by anyone.

It was no wonder that she was so anxious to bring Xie Mingyuan to the ward.

Song Yuening has just lost her child, so her mental state must be unstable.

Looking at her now, she must have been crying for a long time.

If he stimulates her a little later and lets Xie Mingyuan see Song Yuening making noise like a crazy woman, will Xie Mingyuan treat this bitch differently again?

The smile on Tang Wanran's lips couldn't help but deepen a little, and her steps became much brisker.

She walked to the bed, her voice deliberately soft and full of concern.

"Ms. Song, are you okay? I didn't expect such a bad thing to happen, and I feel very sorry for you."

"But after all, the child is no longer here. You still have to be strong as soon as possible. Otherwise, how distressed would your deceased husband be when he sees you like this in heaven?"

I originally thought it was the nurse who had left and returned, but I didn't expect that it was Tang Wanran's voice that sounded in my ears.

Song Yuening raised her head, raised her hand and gently rubbed the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand, and then turned to look at Tang Wanran who was already standing by the bed.

"Secretary Tang, you...Mr. Xie?"

She had just cried, her voice had a strong nasal sound, the ends of her eyes were slightly red, and her upturned face was still a little wet, the traces of tears that had not been wiped away just now.

The smile on Tang Wanran's lips suddenly froze, and the curve of the corners of his mouth slowly flattened, followed by dissatisfaction welling up in his heart.

Didn’t Song Yuening just lose her child through miscarriage?Why can she act so calm!

Besides crying, didn't Song Yuening do anything else to vent her emotions? !
Or did she guess that Xie Mingyuan would come, so she pretended to be like this to seduce him?
Tang Wanran's original expectations were overturned. Before he could make any further plans, the man who had been standing behind him suddenly moved.

Xie Mingyuan walked up to Song Yuening and sat down on the bed beside her.

Before Song Yuening could react, a warm arc suddenly covered her face.

Xie Mingyuan's thumb pad gently stroked the corners of Song Yuening's eyes, gently wiping away the remaining tears.

There was no expression on his face, but the frown between his brows revealed his true emotions.

Xie Mingyuan's fingers finally stopped under Song Yuening's eyes. Looking at the broken light reflected in the moist black eyes of the woman in front of him, he pursed his thin lips tightly for a long time before retracting his hand.

He knew how much Song Yuening valued this child. Now that the child was gone, he really didn't dare to think about how she would spend the next period of time.

Including him, why isn't it uncomfortable?
The feeling of heartache and distress spread in Xie Mingyuan's heart, and even his voice became hoarse.

"There will be more children in the future. The most important thing you need to do now is to have a good rest."

After a pause, Xie Mingyuan continued to speak.

"You can recuperate in the hospital with peace of mind. There is no need to go to the company for the time being. If there is anything you want, just call me and tell me."

(End of this chapter)