Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

Doctor Yao, standing on one side, felt his face sank. When he turned to see the tears on her face, he could not say a word of reproach. After a while, he reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face. He said softly, "don't be sad. You are still so young. You will have children in the future!"

He didn't say it was OK. He said that Chang Huan couldn't control his heartache any more. His tears were more and more turbulent, like the sea breaking the dike, falling down.

All of them could not help but tremble, and their eyes were full of pity. They silently bowed their heads to work and did not dare to look at her again, for fear that they would be infected by the despair and pain in her eyes and shed tears uncontrollably.

It was not the first time for them to meet this situation, but at this moment, they couldn't help being infected by her sadness.

In the end, the child can't keep it. Chang Huan feels that it's separated from her body. She just feels that her heart is hollowed out, and the whole person seems to have lost her soul.

"Well, live in the hospital for a few days, and have a good rest for a few days, then it will be OK!" After finishing everything, Dr. Yao said softly, turned his head and told the nurses, "please send her back to the ward. Take good care of her these days, and don't let her be stimulated any more."

"Yes!" The nurses nodded and packed up to send her to the ward.

"No!" Chang Huan is struggling to sit up, trying to squeeze out a smile, said: "thank you, thank you, I, go!"

"No, you still have a high fever and have just miscarried. You are very weak and can't leave." Dr. Yao reached out to stop her.

She shook her head. "No, I'm fine! My brother is still waiting for me

She said in a low voice. Dr. Yao felt the sadness in her words and opened her mouth. What she wanted to say did not come out and nodded silently.

He has lived for decades, how can he not see her love for this child? In the end, he said "no good!" In this case, you can imagine how desperate she was!

Looking at her, thinking of Chu lanchao, I was even more dissatisfied with him!

Chang Huan no longer looks at the crowd, laboriously gets out of bed and goes to the emergency room step by step.

When he opened the door, he saw the man waiting at the door of the emergency room. At this time, he heard the voice and turned to see her come out alone. She was slightly stunned. He seemed to understand something, and there was a pain in his eyes.

Does it hurt?

Ha ha, the pain is good!

Chang Huan's smile rose from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and didn't look at him any more. He supported the wall and walked out of the hospital step by step.

In the early morning of the hospital, the rising sun shines brightly through the window, and the whole corridor is bright. Slowly, the figure moves, but there is still a kind of suffocating despair in the air.

Chu lanchao looked at her silently and wanted to hold her, but he didn't make a sound in the end!

Qi Jiaying looked at Chu lanchao and Chang Huan. With a sigh, she went up to Chang Huan, held her and said, "Miss Chang, you are very weak now. You'd better go back to the ward and have a rest first."

Chang Huan stopped and did not speak. After a while, he gently pushed his hand away, walked into the elevator and pressed the key to go downstairs.

Finally, when I looked back, I saw him standing in the snow-white corridor, his handsome face was hazed, I couldn't see his expression clearly, I only felt his eyes, painful and complex!