Therefore, it's not that Yun Qiuqin has made mistakes, but her mistakes can be made up for.

However, Xia Furong's stomach can't be like Yun Qiuqin's, and she only needs to wait a few more months. This kind of thing can't wait, and can't wait at all.

Yun Qiuqin, who has no experience in pregnancy loss, heard Xia Furong crying for pain, so she could only comfort Xia Furong, saying that she could endure it and let Xia Furong hold on.

Seeing Xia Furong's pain, Yun Qiuqin wished she could suffer for Xia Furong herself, and looked at Xia Furong with pity in her eyes.

"No, mother, it hurts, it really hurts, it hurts!"

At the beginning, Xia Furong still endured it, but later, Xia Furong wanted to continue to restrain it, but her lower abdomen hurt more and more, Xia Furong felt that she couldn't bear it at all.

The pain seemed to be like a sharp knife cutting through her fragile belly one by one.

It's not enough to cut it with a knife, even stirring the tender meat there.

This kind of pain made Xia Furong feel so painful that she couldn't bear to live, she wished she could just pass out and let it go.

She wished she could dig out her lower abdomen. In this way, she would be completely liberated.

As soon as the effect of the medicine took effect, a little bit of bright red flowed out from between Xia Furong's legs.

As Xia Furong cried out the pain, the sharp pain, the deep red between Xia Furong's legs began to become turbulent.

In less than a cup of tea, Xia Furong's dress was soaked with blood, and even the quilt was red.

"Mother... No, no, I can't hold it anymore, it hurts too much!"

Xia Furong cried desperately, knowing that the miscarriage was so painful, she would definitely think of other ways.

"Mother, kill me...I don't want to suffer like this..."

The seemingly endless, never-ending pain in her lower abdomen made Xia Furong think of committing suicide.

Yun Qiuqin hugged Xia Furong tightly.

"Fu'er, don't say such words that hurt your mother's heart, as long as you get through this test, you will be fine in the future."

"what……"

Xia Furong was in so much pain that she wanted to roll, the blood between her legs had to surge even more.

Seeing Xia Furong was in too much pain, Yun Qiuqin lifted the quilt.

Yun Qiuqin's eyes were stinging immediately from the redness in the quilt.

Although Yun Qiuqin has never had a baby, it doesn't mean she doesn't even have basic common sense.

Seeing Xia Furong's bleeding, which seemed to be endless, Yun Qiuqin panicked.

The situation in front of me doesn't seem right, does it?

Yun Qiuqin looked at Xia Furong, and found that Xia Furong's face was very pale at this time, tending to be transparent.

Yun Qiuqin was frightened:

"Fu'er, hold on, mother will ask someone to invite the doctor for you!"

Yun Qiuqin put down Xia Furong and hurried to call Mrs. Zhang.

But just as soon as he left the room, he thought that something was wrong. Mrs. Zhang was already old, so her movements were naturally not so agile.

Yun Qiuqin didn't care much, so she had to call out her own person and ask that person to go nearby to fetch the doctor.

Fortunately, Yun Qiuqin thought a lot, and was afraid that something would go wrong.

So people are prepared in advance.

The boy immediately went to invite the doctor, and the woman who had been prepared earlier rushed into the room.

As soon as the woman saw Xia Furong's bleeding, she slapped her thigh and immediately yelled that she was not good.

The old woman asked Yun Qiuqin to boil water and prepare some clean cloths.

How could Yun Qiuqin be willing to leave Xia Furong even half a step now, she hurriedly called Mrs. Zhang who was "on sick leave".

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