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Chapter 860 I Don't Blame You, It's My Fault

Bo Jichen's body froze for a moment, and the hand hanging by his side couldn't help but clenched tightly, and he said after a while, "When did it happen?"

He didn't even know that such a big thing happened, so the girl must be blaming him in her heart, right?
Thinking of what Cheng Jin said, Mrs. Li called him earlier, saying that the girl was crying alone in the room in the middle of the night, and a strong sense of guilt spread in her heart instantly.

He was almost out of breath.

"It's already the third day!" Aunt Li said.

"My child... are you okay?" After Bo Jichen finished asking, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

The reason why she asked if the child was okay was because Mrs. Li was talking about premature birth, not abortion, which proved that the child was still alive.

Aunt Li sighed and said, "The poor young master was only the size of a cat when he was born, and he couldn't even hear his crying. He is still lying in the incubator, and it is said that he will stay for at least a month."

Thinking of the pitiful appearance of the young master, Mrs. Li couldn't help but wipe away her tears silently.

The complaint against Bo Jichen deepened.

She had already called the other party last time. If Captain Bo could come back to spend more time with his wife and persuade her, the child would not be born prematurely.

She really didn't understand, could things in the army be more important than her own wife and children?

No matter how busy she is, no daughter-in-law would rush back to take a look after giving birth.And now that the baby has been born for several days, the other party doesn't even know about it.

Therefore, marrying a soldier would look good on the surface. If she had a daughter, she would not be willing to let her marry a soldier.

After a long time, Bo Jichen found his voice and said, "Let's go! I'll go to the hospital with you." Putting on his coat again, Bo Jichen turned around and walked out the door.

In the hospital, Jin Qiao had just returned from the neonatal intensive care unit, when she entered the door, she saw a tall man standing in front of the hospital bed.

"Qiqi." Bo Jichen turned around. After three weeks of actual combat exercises, his face looked obviously tired.

"You're here!" Jin Qiao couldn't see joy or blame on his face, only three simple words.

She thought she would cry when she saw her, but it turned out that she was calmer than she had imagined.

Sure enough, after becoming a mother, even my heart became stronger.

Bo Jichen stepped forward, hugged her lightly and said, "I'm sorry!"

Jin Qiao lowered her eyes slightly and said, "I'm the one who should say I'm sorry, because I didn't take good care of Xiao Chengzi." She promised Brother Chengzi that she would take care of herself and Xiao Chengzi, but she didn't do it well.Just thinking about how uncomfortable it would be for Xiao Chengzi to have tubes all over her body, Jin Qiao felt extremely sad and blamed herself.

"It's not your fault, it's my fault!" Bao Jichen tightened his grip on her.Looking down at her, his thin lips were tightly pursed. Although the exercise was successful, he didn't feel any joy at the moment.

Jin Qiao frowned suddenly, and said to Bao Jichen, "Brother Chengzi, my wound hurts a little, I want to lie on the hospital bed first."

Looking at her pale face, Bao Jichen thought of what Aunt Li said on the road, that this girl passed out due to too much pressure and lack of rest, resulting in premature labor and had to be delivered by cesarean section in advance.He must have pressed too hard on her wound just now.He hurriedly let go of her, bent down and picked her up horizontally, put her on the hospital bed and said, "I'll help you find a doctor."

After finishing speaking, she was about to turn around, but was held back by Jin Qiao.

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