Love Is Like Poison

Qiao Xia's consciousness became blurry from the pain. Cold sweat started to appear on his forehead, and even his breathing unconsciously became hurried.

Seeing Qiao Xia like this, He Sanqing smiled in satisfaction.

She took out a pendant from her pocket and walked in front of Qiao Xia. She squatted down and held the strange dark black pendant and shook it.

Qiao Xia glanced at it, but felt it difficult to open his mouth.

"Aren't you looking for your child? "Here, I've brought it for you."

Hearing He Wanqing's words, Qiao Xia felt as if he had been electrocuted. He froze on the spot, her eyes staring straight at the pendant. It was as if a piece of flesh had been ripped out of her heart.

"No …" "Impossible."

She had already guessed a few points, but when He Wanqing said it herself, it was undoubtedly a death sentence for Qiao Xia.

He Yanqing held the black tablet and looked at it closely, saying with a sneer, "This tablet was specially made by me by the master of Thailand." I heard that a child who dies right after giving birth has a particularly strong grievance. Being a Buddha medallion is the most effective way to achieve this. We were sisters at least. I think you really can't bear to keep talking about this child.

Qiao Xia fiercely bit his lips until he could taste the rich smell of blood.

She couldn't tell if it was the pain from her wound or the pain in her heart. It was as if she had gone through a great tribulation. Her vision spun, and the world began to blur.

Qiao Xia instinctively stretched out his hand to grab the plate, but he was once again thrown to the ground by He Sanqing's evasive movements. Due to using too much strength, she fell heavily as well. Her forehead knocked against the hard marble and a hole was instantly created.

However, Qiao Xia couldn't care less about the blood that flowed downriver. She used her hands and feet to crawl towards He Yanqing. Blood dripped to the floor, leaving a long mark.

Xu Qing's tears had already dried. Her eyes were red as she stared at He Sanqing, staring at the buddhist tablet without blinking.

He Xianqing did not expect Xu Shiqing to be this angry. Her face was already covered in blood and her legs were bright red. Even so, Xu Shiqing continued to move towards He Xianqing.

He Sanqing was panicking a little. She threw away the buddhist medallion in her hand, panicking and wanted to escape.

"You lunatic, aren't you just a dead child? What are you doing?"

Saying so, He Sanqing ran out of the ward in a hurry.

Qiao Xia grabbed the ice-cold buddhist medallion and hugged it tightly. However, the so-called buddhist tablet, other than emitting a frightening coldness and a strange shape, didn't give her any other reaction.

She looked at the 'child' in her hands in a daze, and the corners of her mouth lifted into a smile …

This was the child she had painstakingly given birth to after nine months of pregnancy. She did not even have the chance to see it once. This was the marriage that Qiao Xia desperately tried to obtain, as well as the man who gave everything he had to love.

She laughed at her own stupidity, but it had cost her an innocent life. Her children didn't even have the chance to see the world.

His heart ached so much that he even felt like taking a deep breath. Qiao Xia thought, this was probably retribution. If she hadn't recklessly separated Liang Zhendong and He Xianqing, then the heavens would not have let her child, who was not yet born, die.

Qiao Xia was lying on the ground with his mouth full of the smell of blood. She laughed and whimpered, but held on to the sign.

It was only when his eyelids grew heavier and heavier that Qiao Xia finally whispered, "Liang Zhendong, let's get divorced. I'll let you off the hook …"

After this experience, Qiao Xia seemed to have walked through the gates of hell. She had experienced almost all the complications after the birth of the child. Before she became pregnant, the doctor had already warned her to take good care of herself, because her body condition was not suitable for pregnancy at all.

But Qiao Xia thought that perhaps Liang Zhendong would like his children. Perhaps, by giving birth to a child for him, they could also have a family.

For morality's sake, while Qiao Xia was hospitalized, Liang Zhendong also came twice. Although he didn't love Qiao Xia, Liang Zhendong never wanted Qiao Xia to die.

But every time he came, Qiao Xia would fall into a coma. Thus, for the past two months, they had never seen her once. Plus, He Yanqing had just returned, so Liang Zhendong didn't want to waste too much time on Qiao Xia.

On that day, Liang Zhendong was busy working in his office. Feng Sheng knocked on the door and handed over a document.

Liang Zhendong, who was already feeling rather irritated, did not even raise his head as he asked, "What is it?"

Feng Sheng hesitated for a moment before replying.

"Mr. Liang, this is the divorce agreement sent by Miss Qiao."

Accompanied by the sound of the glass ashtray shattering on the ground, the rage in Liang Zhendong's chest grew increasingly intense.

What qualifications does she have to talk to me about a divorce? Even if she wants to leave, it's up to me.