Broken marriage

Chapter 91

"You...what do you mean, I...I don't!", Kelly stammered in denial, her heart was beating wildly, the symptoms that Xuanyuan Haojing mentioned had really appeared and became more and more obvious, she thought it was Because of Mo's relationship, she covered it up with cigarettes, so during this period of time, her addiction to smoking increased greatly.

"In this case, I'll wait for you!" Xuanyuan Haojing hung up the phone with a snap, decisively and without hesitation.

Shameless woman, he must teach her a lesson to keep in mind, and the next step, he will let her accompany him to live a life that would be worse than death!
Xia Yimo was sent to the hospital and immediately pushed into the operating room.

Yimo stood leaning against the wall, arms folded around his chest, head bowed, hair brushed in front of his forehead, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he raised his eyes to his side from time to time.

There, lay his beloved woman, a petite and weak woman who wished to protect her in his arms all the time.

He damned hurt her!

Does she hurt?is she afraid

Every time he thinks about just now, his heart hurts so much that he can't breathe.

Erxi hugged Yingrao, and stood on the other side, her eyes lingering between Yimo and the operating room, cursing in her heart, damn Mu Liang, for always treating herself as air.

But the little person in Erxi's arms looked at Erxi with big watery eyes, her small fist was tightly clenched on her lips, as if feeling the pain her mother was going through, she pursed her small mouth, The look of being about to cry.

"Good..." Erxi sensed the mood swings of the person in her arms, patted her on the back and coaxed her softly, and squinted at Yi Mo, who seemed to be indifferent, and couldn't help but get even more angry.

Isn't this his child?

Why didn't he even hug him from the beginning to the end?

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Erxi walked to Yimo's side in three steps at a time, stretched out her hands, handed Yingrao into his arms, and said angrily, "Here, hold your daughter!"

Yimo was in a daze when he suddenly felt a soft ball stuffed into his arms. He subconsciously held it up with both hands, glanced at Erxi, lowered his head, at a loss for what to do.

The little guy grinned at Yimo, with the corners of his mouth bent downward into an arc, as if he felt uncomfortable, so he cried out loudly.

"Give her to me!", seeing Yi Mo's clumsy appearance, Er Xi became even more angry. Without even thinking about it, he quickly stepped forward, snatched Ying Rao back, and coaxed the little guy , squinting at the man.

Yimo looked back at Erxi inexplicably, pursed his lips, and turned his head to the operating room again, his eyes were sad and regretful, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of mist, creating a slight alienation.

Never felt that the time was so hard to bear, Yi Mo wanted to rush into the operating room, he kept looking at the watch, looking at the lights in front of him, the air seemed to be sucked into his lungs with weight, heavy and out of breath .

Just when Yi Mo felt that he was about to suffocate, he heard a 'ding dong', and the operation door was opened.

The next moment, Yimo started to run towards the woman lying on the stretcher. The moment he approached her, Yimo's face showed a moment of confusion, as if, a long time ago, he also expected this. Looking forward to it, waiting impatiently, calling out eagerly, just for one person.

Xia Yimo's eyes were tightly closed, her long curled eyelashes reflected a silhouette, her small face was as pale as paper, and she was extremely weak.

Yimo bent down, held Xia Yimo's hand tightly, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, two lines of hot tears slid down his cheeks to the corner of his mouth, converging into heartache and bitterness.

"Good...don't cry, don't cry, mommy is sleeping, good..." Erxi's soft coaxing voice came from behind Yingrao. Because the little guy kept crying, he was afraid that it would affect Xia Yimo's rest, so he could only stay away from her. After taking a look, he left first.

Xia Yimo, who was in a coma, was pushed into the VIP ward, and the doctor hurriedly left after explaining some precautions.

In an instant, there were only the two of them in the huge room.

Yimo sat in front of the woman's hospital bed, holding her hand tightly, keeping her eyes on her for a moment, full of affection and distress.

Gradually, the sun went down and night fell, but the man's posture remained the same until he couldn't see the face of the man on the bed clearly, and it wasn't until he was extremely tired that Yi Mo fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Xia Yimo woke up faintly. She moved her body habitually, but unexpectedly pulled the wound, causing a sharp pain in her shoulder.

Because the mind is clear, the pain is even more severe.

"Uh..." Xia Yimo bit her lip and moaned, her brows were furrowed tightly, a mouthful of broken teeth were attached to her bright red lips, and the biting lip turned white all around.

After a long pause, Xia Yimo felt that the pain had subsided. She loosened her teeth, opened a pair of timid eyes and looked around, only then did she realize that there was a man lying beside her.

The man seemed to be very tired, sleeping soundly, with his head resting on her hand, slightly tilted to one side, he could see eyelashes longer than the woman's and milk-like white skin, his handsome face was like jade, innocent like a child .

He held her hand, interlocking his fingers, unwilling to let go, bursts of heat sprayed on the back of her hand, itching and itching, so uncomfortable.

Looking at it, her eyes were wet, tenderness flowed out, Xia Yimo sniffed, and cruelly pulled her little hand out of his big palm, and thus pulled the wound on her shoulder again, bone-destroying The pain spread along the shoulder blades all the way to the whole body, causing her to gasp, her painful little face twisted into a ball, "Um..."

"What's the matter?" Yimo, who was still asleep just now, raised his head suddenly, like a vigilant cheetah, hurriedly checked the injury on Xia Yimo's shoulder, when he saw the blood oozing from the white gauze, his eyes tightened, handsome Her face was like a black cloud, but she couldn't be more gentle when she asked, "Does it hurt? Does the wound hurt?"

Xia Yimo nodded aggrievedly, lowered her eyes, tears rolled down, wondering if all women are like this, pretending to be strong always looks so vulnerable in front of the one she loves.

"Baby, bear it, bear it, it won't hurt in a while..." Seeing this, Yimo leaned over and kissed her cheek, coaxing her with distress, and her eyes were red.

The familiar breath came oncoming, warm and comfortable, Xia Yimo closed her eyes, not daring to inhale, for fear that this feeling would disappear between breaths.

The man's kiss gradually soothed Xia Yimo's mood with its soft coolness, and just when she was almost intoxicated by it again, the phone rang.

Like a signal, Xia Yimo's eyelashes trembled, she turned her head away, avoiding the man's kiss, without saying a word, her delicate face showed obvious indifference.

Yimo froze, took out her phone and turned it off impatiently, stared at Xia Yimo for a while, tucked her quilt as if nothing happened, and said with pursed lips, "I'm going to buy breakfast, my dear." ..."

After leaving the ward, Yimo washed his face and turned on his cell phone. There were n missed calls, all from the same number.

He frowned, as if he had made up his mind to call back, with impatience in his voice, "Erina..."

"Mo... where did you go yesterday, no one answered the phone, do you know that Haojing... Haojing, he...", Elina complained as soon as she saw the call connected, her red lips trembling, crying When she got home last night, she heard from her father that something had happened to Haojing, so she asked herself not to contact him in the future.

And she didn't realize it until now, how can such an excellent person like Haojing have an accident?
"I know, Elina, don't worry, didn't Xuanyuan Haojing not be caught by the police? I left in a hurry yesterday because there was something wrong with the batch of goods in my godfather's hands... yes... okay? I'm free I'll go find you, that's it, goodbye!" Yu Mo finished the call, put the phone in his pocket, glanced behind him, and hurried downstairs.

When he was going out, Erxi happened to walk up carrying Yingrao's breakfast in her hand.

Seeing her mother, the little girl squinted her big eyes, bent into crescent moons, and screamed, without any strangeness.

Erxi put down her breakfast, hugged the little guy, pulled a chair and sat down.

"Erxi, I want to hug her!" Xia Yimo stared at her daughter without blinking, her pale face finally had a hint of rosiness, she stretched out her uninjured hand and held Yingrao's. The little hand, the mist in the eyes.

"Okay! Yingrao, let mom hug you!", Erxi half-supported the little girl's body, carefully placed her in Xia Yimo's arms, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more gentle.

Xia Yimo caressed her daughter's face, her eyes were full of tears, she felt like she was dreaming, everything seemed so unreal.

Er Xi looked at Xia Yimo crying and laughing stupidly, shook her head helplessly, turned around and opened the thermos bucket, filled a bowl of chicken soup in her hand, picked up a spoon, scooped it up and handed it to her lips, softly Said, "Come, take a sip! This is brewed by me!"

Unexpectedly, when Xia Yimo smelled this smell, she suddenly felt her stomach churning, the smile at the corner of her mouth froze for an instant, and regardless of the pain in her shoulder, she lay down on the edge of the bed and retched.

"What's the matter?" Erxi hurriedly put down the things in his hands, stood up and patted Xia Yimo's back, with a puzzled and worried expression on his face. When he came, he was still thinking about what to bring for breakfast. After much deliberation, he chose black-bone chicken stew Soup, this stuff is very nourishing and good for the body, Xia Yimo lost so much blood, she needs to make up for it.

In addition, he tasted it after cooking it, and it tasted good, with a good balance of salt and light, why did Xia Yimo vomit?

Xia Yimo shook her head at him, lay back on the bed weakly, and smiled weakly, "I'm fine, just take a rest! Maybe the chicken soup is too greasy!"

Er Xi gently wiped the corners of Xia Yimo's mouth with a tissue, and poured another glass of water for her to rinse her mouth. Her movements were gentle and delicate, comparable to a husband-to-be.

This scene happened to be seen by Yimo who came back from buying breakfast. He came back excitedly, and before he stepped into the ward, he saw the two of them sticking together intimately. He was unhappy, but he couldn't show it. This Erxi is really his enemy!

"Here is light porridge, it's good for the stomach, drink some!", Yimo approached casually, lowered his eyes, and opened the canned food. The cans are pull-out, divided into multiple layers, each layer contains different He can choose whatever he likes, but after living with Xia Yimo for a while, he naturally knows her preferences.

(End of this chapter)