Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

This sentence exploded in Ji Shaoheng's head like a thunder. He stood stiffly, and the rain trickled down his forehead, blurring his vision.

In the gray weather, except for the rain, almost no one can see a figure.

And he was alone in this dark world.

...

It took a long time to wait for Ji Shaoheng's answer, only to hear that his breath was heavier than it was, as if he was suppressing something.

Ji Wenqing knew he was uncomfortable, but she wasn’t.

The nurse urged: "Ma'am, please hurry up, pregnant women can't wait."

Ji Wenqing choked with a voice, saying one by one: "Shao Heng, this surgery consent form, aunt will sign it for you first."

Ji Shaoheng originally wanted to say that when he arrived at the hospital, he signed in person, but he heard the nurse say "the pregnant woman can't wait", he closed his eyes in pain, and he said "hey" heavily.

After finishing the phone call, Ji Wenqing gave Shen Youran her mobile phone and bag, and took the pen from the nurse. Her trembling fingers signed it.

The nurse took the surgical consent to enter the emergency room, Ji Wenqing grabbed her hand: "Tell you to tell the doctor, you must save the life of the adult."

She used a lot of energy, and the nurse was a little bit hurt by her: "Ma'am, rest assured, we will try our best."

After talking, the nurse pulled her hand and entered the emergency room.

With the door of the emergency room closed, Ji Wenqing covered his mouth, and a tear fell down the corner of his eye.

Shen Youran comforted her softly: "Aunt, don't worry, let's sit down and wait slowly."

She helped Ji Wenqing back a few steps and sat down on the bench.

Ji Wenqing blamed herself with red eyes: "I'm also responsible for her accident this time."

At first, if she was cruel and refused to help her, Fang Yaqing would not go out today, and she would not encounter unexpected events, and the child would be fine.

Shen Youran held her trembling hand: "Aunt, you were kind to help her at the time, she won't blame you."

With tears in her eyes, Ji Wenqing didn't fall down because of her vigorous endurance: "It's almost five months. She wakes up if she knows that the child is gone, and she doesn't know if she can afford it."

It should be painful and uncomfortable for anyone else.

Shen Youran pursed her lips and clenched Ji Wenqing's hand.

...

Ji Shaoheng's hands slipped from his ears and dropped down weakly. The bright screen of his phone gradually dimmed in the rain.

He was always looking forward to that child, and he kept it well every time he had a B-mode.

He also thought that he could decorate the baby room when he was free.

Although I don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl, there are many rooms in the house, and there can be a baby room for both men and women.

He was missing in Tongtong's childhood, but this child, he will certainly grow up with him and be his enlightenment teacher.

His imagination is so beautiful, but the reality is so cruel.

Seeing a taxi coming, he rushed into the middle of the road like crazy and stretched his hands.

As the car got closer and closer, he could not open his eyes when the headlights stabbed, and he turned his head subconsciously.

Under the open and quiet night, a sharp brake sound, like the thunder and lightning flashed across the night.

Ji Shaoheng opened his eyes and saw that the car stopped next to his knee. He didn't even have a breath, so he quickly walked to the car.

As soon as he approached, the driver lowered the window and scolded at him: "Don't you die?"