A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 637 Probability of Death, 80.00% Seven (End of 8)
In the intensive care unit of Chenkang Hospital.

Mr. President has been sitting in front of the hospital bed for almost half an hour.

He held a piece of paper tightly in his hand, and in the other hand held a gold pen he specially used for signing.

The pen in his hand trembled a little. Once he signed it, Ou Wenxiang would immediately arrange for a doctor to induce labor for Tang Rou.

"Xiaorou, I know."

The paper was almost crushed by him, Qi Zheng held Tang Rou's hand tremblingly, and pressed her hand to his lips.

He kissed her cold hand with fiery lips, closed his eyes, and forcibly held back the tears that were about to fall from his eyes.

He will never forget that when Tang Rou blocked the gun for him, both hands immediately subconsciously covered her lower abdomen.

"Qi Zheng, Shen Xueying can't give birth to you, I, Tang Rou can!"

Tang Rou's proud and charming smile was like a captivating poppy, always blooming in his heart.

"I know how much you want this baby."

Qi Zheng's voice was a little hoarse, and Mr. President, who was always calm, almost collapsed at this moment.

"I'm sorry, Xiaorou, if I have to choose, I can only give up our child."

He felt almost suffocating pain in his heart.Distressed.

Sorry, Xiao Rou, let me be selfish for a while.

I would rather you lie down like this for the rest of your life and stay by my side.I can't help but watch you pass away and leave me.

Holding the pen, Qi Zheng struggled to draw one by one on the paper.

He had never realized that his signature was so difficult to write.

He stopped writing, his eyes fell on Tang Rou's slightly raised belly, Qi Zheng turned his head, and forced himself to look back.

I don't know if the baby in Xiaorou's stomach is a boy or a girl.

This is his first child, but he will destroy it with his own hands.

"I'm sorry, son. Daddy's sorry for you."

After starting to write, Qi Zheng stood up and prepared to hand over the signed paper with trembling hands.

But at this moment, the data on the monitor suddenly jumped crazily.

"Mr President."

Several medical staff pushed through the door and reported to him cautiously.

"We found that the fetal movement in Madam's stomach is very obvious now. And..."

Qi Zheng didn't care to listen to what the medical staff had to say, and stared straight at Tang Rou on the hospital bed.

Her fingers were slightly bent and trembling slightly.

"Ou Wenxiang! Ou Wenxiang, come out!"

Mr. President almost roared and kicked open the door of the director's room of Chenkang Hospital.

He picked up Ou Wenxiang's collar and dragged him directly to the intensive care unit.

"Tell me, is it true that if she wakes up, she will, will die!"

Ou Wenxiang looked at the data on the monitor in surprise, and then at Tang Rou's situation.

In the end, he held his forehead hesitantly.

"It's really hard for me to judge this situation. But I can only tell you with certainty now. Your children are the only idea for survival now."

"Then tell me, is there any precedent for vegetative babies?"

Mr. President's voice was hoarse and deep, and he slowly sat down beside Tang Rou again.

The fingers with sharp bones stroked her slightly raised belly all the way up, and finally touched her eyebrows.

It slid to the corner of her eye, stained with a tear that oozed from the corner of her eye.

Just now when he made a painful decision to induce labor of his own child, his woman cried.

"But you have to be mentally prepared. If this child is born, your wife will probably wake up from the birth."

"Once awakened, the cardiac bleeding was exacerbated."

"The probability of Madam's death is 80.00%."

　Well, the lady announced the biggest abuse point of Mr. President.Once the baby is born, Tang Rou will die!The baby will be born now.Tang Rou~~~ Anyway, the lady will give them a happy ending.And everyone wants to know when Baby Xiao will return, after the Second Young Master Mu kidnaps Su Xiaoya, he will officially return.Tomorrow will be abducted.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)