Sorry, I can't love you

Not long after the phone was connected, the person at the other end heard Tang Mo's request, remained silent for a few seconds, then slowly opened his mouth and confirmed: "have you figured it out? Are you sure you want to do this? "

Tang Mo's eyes were stained with a layer of complexity. He frowned and made up his mind: "sure."

After the call, Tang Mo lit a cigarette and sat in the corner swallowing.

Suddenly bright and dark cut tobacco is particularly strange in the dark. A touch of love floats on the man's face

A few days later, Xia Liang began the skin grafting operation. When she lay in the operating room and anesthetized the needle through the skin, she only felt that she could not stop shivering.

She opened her eyes and looked at the shadowless lamp on her head. Next to the operating table, there were busy nurses.

The smell of disinfectant filled the operating room, wrapped her tightly, clenched her hands into fists, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

The anesthetic gradually took effect. Xia Liang felt his head buzzing. He seemed to lose consciousness and couldn't move like withered.

Yu Guangli caught a glimpse of the doctor who operated the operation. He quickly disinfected and put on gloves. Before long, he held a bright scalpel in his hand to Xia Liang's eyes.

For a moment, Xia Liang felt that her eyelids became heavy, and there were bursts of harsh voices in her ears.

"Wipe sweat, knife!" The doctor's voice echoed in my ears.

Xia Liang slowly lost consciousness.

There was a vast expanse of white around. Xia Liang wanted to come forward. Suddenly, a mirror appeared in front of him.

In the mirror, there is a familiar but strange face.

Eyebrows and eyes, similar to her, but not her.

She was surprised and asked in the mirror, "who are you?"

The man in the mirror suddenly smiled and said, "me? I'm not you. "

The bright red lips are delicate and charming. One by one, they are charming and fascinating.

But this is clearly not her!

"Ah! No! "

Suddenly woke up, Xia Liang opened his eyes. In front of him, there was still a vast expanse of white.

Isn't it still awake in a dream?

She was so frightened that she immediately sat up and found herself in the ward. Because of the large range of movement, she pulled the wound, and there was a burst of heart splitting pain on her face.

She frowned and there was another pain.

Thinking of the scene in the dream, Xia Liang immediately took the mirror and looked at it. His face had been wrapped with a layer of gauze, revealing only his facial features.

She gently touched her cheek and took a breath.

Her whole body was soaked with cold sweat. She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was a dream.

But why is it so real.

Just thinking, there was a burst of colic in the lower abdomen. Xia Liang frowned and his lips turned white.

She covered her stomach with pain and curled up in bed. She remembered that Ye Lin had taught her to knead the tiger's mouth to relieve her stomach pain. She trembled and stretched out her hand, but suddenly found a pool of blood in her palm.

Xia Liang suddenly lowered his head and found that his lower body was bleeding. The exuded blood stained the white sheet.

How?

She frowned, but suddenly remembered that she was pregnant.

Is there something wrong?

She was stunned, climbed down from the bed and staggered to the door. She wanted to ask someone to find out, but she felt her head "buzzing" and fell at the door.

When I woke up again, I was lying in bed again.

She touched her stomach, then sat up suddenly, saw the doctor in front of the bed, ignored the tearing pain of her body, held his hand tightly, and hurriedly asked, "doctor, why does my lower body bleed when I have skin grafting?"? Is it... Is there something wrong with my baby? "

The doctor pushed her hand away and apologized: "I'm sorry, Miss Xia Liang, your body rejected the drugs during the operation. For the sake of your body, we can only make this decision, your baby... I'm sorry."

After Xia Liang listened, she stared at the doctor, and suddenly felt that she had difficulty breathing, as if she had a pair of hands around her throat and couldn't say a word.

She shook her head and couldn't believe what she heard.

"No! Don't you say that you are a doctor with excellent skills and have never had problems with the operation on your hand? Why... Why don't I know if I reject drugs? You... You must be lying! "

Xia Liang cried. Tears soaked the gauze, and the wound on his face tingled.

She flipped the table on the bed and glared at the doctor in front of her.

The doctor stood aside and hurriedly called the nurse to hold Xia Liang down.

"Let go of me! You are all liars! Let go of me! "

Xia Liang struggled. Several nurses pressed her hands on the bed.

Then, the pain of needle pricking came from her arm. Before long, she slowly lost her strength and collapsed on the bed.

The nurse covered her up. The doctor stood in front of the bed, lowered his head and whispered, "the rejection is unexpected, Miss Xia. I'm sorry, but for your body and wound, I have to give you a tranquilizer. Have a good sleep."

"You... Liar... Let go... Let go of me..."

Xia Liang's mouth was still whispering, but his eyelids felt more and more heavy. Before long, he was black and slept in the past.

It seems that there is a person standing in front of the bed. Xia Liang feels the familiar taste and wants to open his eyes, but his eyelids are too heavy to lift.

She struggled and didn't know how long it was before she woke up.

But she was alone in the room.

She sat up with her drowsy head in her hand and felt that everything was like a dream.

But the side effects left by the sedative and the occasional bursts of pain from the lower abdomen told her that all this was really happening.

Suddenly two voices came from the corridor outside the door.

One is low and turbid, and the other is magnetic and cold.

Xia Liang recognized the voice of Tang Mo Shi and Tang Lipei.

Sometimes high and sometimes low, accompanied by some yelling, fell into Xia Liang's ears. The two people in the corridor seemed to be arguing.

Xia Liangqiang propped up his body, endured the pain and held the wall slowly to the door. He was trying to push the door to persuade them, but he heard Tang Lipei's stern voice.

"Why did you let Dr. Wu kill Xia Liang's child!"

With a low and severe voice, Xia Liang returned with her hand holding the door handle. She was frozen in place and didn't know how to react.

She squatted down slowly and saw two people outside through the gap in the door.

Tang Mo turned his back to her. She couldn't see the look on the man's face at the moment, but felt that his tall and straight back looked so strange at the moment.

She can't believe Tang Mo did it.

Tang Mo was silent. She waited for the man to speak and heard the answer she wanted from him.

But often, things backfire.

Tang Mo spoke, but it was not as she wanted.

"Because the child is mine."