Yu Mo was surprised to hear this. He saw that the beads of sweat on my forehead were becoming more and more concentrated, and my face was turning paler and paler. He picked me up in his arms and started out, trying to comfort me as he walked.

"Wife, let's go to the hospital right now. You and the child will be fine very soon. Hold on for a while, just hold on for a while."

We soon arrived at Yu Mo Yi's car. Yu Mo Yi stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away with a "whoosh". On the way, when the pain had abated slightly, I told him in an intermittent manner about buying mineral water.

Yu Mo Yi's fist hit the steering wheel and his eyes spouted fire as he said, "I must find this person. It's fine if you and your child are fine. If something happens to her, I definitely won't forgive her."

Half an hour later, I was taken to the nearest hospital, where I was twitching from the pain and frothing in my mouth. The doctor took one look at the phone and arranged for an enema.

As soon as the vomit reached my stomach, I felt a wave of discomfort, and then I began to vomit until I was out of breath, but while I was resting in the observation room, another doctor came in with a checklist and said solemnly.

"Your child was in the unstable period of the first three months and was also affected by the drugs. He already showed signs of miscarriage, and according to our observation, he absolutely cannot be protected any longer. He has to be operated on. Otherwise, if he stays longer, the danger to yourself will increase by a bit."

I was about to refuse when the nurses at my side carried me from the observation bed to the cart, and ten minutes later I was on the operating table again.

Lying on the cold leather, listening to the equipment at two. leg. Pong, pong, pong. My tears rolled down.

I had been pregnant with this child for almost three months, and after nearly a hundred days, I had developed feelings for him, but now his first limbs were being dissected bit by bit, and my heart was breaking.

If possible, I would rather leave the person is oneself, not my child who has not yet seen the world.

Even though I had thought of not wanting him when I had to, it had been forced by circumstances, but now, just because I was thirsty or in need of reassurance, I had easily pushed him out. Was I still a mother? No, worse than pigs and dogs.

I reached out regretfully and beat my head with both hands, and my body twisted involuntarily to stop the operation. Due to my extreme lack of cooperation, the doctor had to give me a general anesthesia, and after a few seconds of medication, I gradually closed my eyes and left the child in a state of unconsciousness.

When I woke up again, I had bad news.

When Yu Mo Yi led the security personnel to the hotel to check the videos, all the videos on the hotel's floors, including the front and back doors, were gone. It was obvious that someone had done it on purpose.

What was even more disappointing was that the hotel didn't have a waitress. Although the matter was still under further investigation, Yu Mo Yi clenched his teeth and said that he wouldn't give up, but the result was very uncertain.

Because it was an abortion operation, I stayed in the maternity ward. Although I had chosen a special room, there were always the cries of a baby. My heart ached and tears flowed from my swollen eyes again.

Every time he saw me cry, Yu Mo would come over and hug me without a word, letting me warm myself in his generous embrace for a while, but somehow, even though it was a tight embrace, I was sensitive to the feeling that he and I were separated by a surging river, and that ever since that day when there were no children, the waves in the river had increased and the river was expanding.

I admit that Yu Mo — he's had a hard time these days — often blamed himself for going to the hotel, and said that if he didn't go, nothing bad would happen to him. His remorse and love for the child was no less than mine, but in our relationship he never spoke to me again.

We talked no more than ten sentences a day, and all we said were "What to eat," "Don't want to eat," "Eat more," "Still don't want to eat," and "Listen to you," and it was only the changing position of the quilts and stools that gave us a sense of life in the ward, not the two of us.

I also tried to break the stalemate, fighting back the sadness in my heart, and asked him, "What do you think, that the child is gone? Are we going to continue? "

Yu Mo Yi replied painfully, "Wife, I will take care of you, but I can't forgive myself for my mistakes, so please give me time, okay?"

Yu Mo was talking about how he would take care of me instead of going to get a marriage certificate, so I couldn't help but think about the old question, "Is it because of me or is it because of the children, that he wants to get a license from me?"

However, the situation now seemed to be very clear on the answer, so I no longer said anything, and I knew what I should do.

The day after my discharge from the hospital, when Yu Mo left to take care of some business at the company, I took the opportunity to tidy up my clothes and left a note saying, "We both need to calm down, so let's not contact each other any more during this time." After that, I reluctantly looked around the room again and left Yu Mo Yi's house with my clothes.

I found a job as a supermarket cashier next to Mom's mental hospital, where I worked in the morning and afternoon, giving me plenty of free time to visit Mom.

In addition, the supermarket also provided food and lodging, and solved two of my problems, so I was very satisfied with the job, and dutifully did it.

Because I told my mother the truth about my father, and because of the regular treatment at the hospital, my mother sometimes became conscious and recognized me again.

With the doctor's permission, she even accompanied me to the police station, and when I heard that my father's case had been reopened, my mother's face broke into a smile that I hadn't seen in a long time, and I smiled through my tears.

People say that there are always gains and losses, when the child is forced to leave me, mother's disease must be improved, is this not a blessing in misfortune?

Life moves on with a new side, only occasionally I think of Yu Mo Yi, wondering what he's been doing all this time. Do you think he still wants us to have children? Did he still want to meet me?

After another month, the dean of the mental hospital suddenly called me over and told me a huge piece of good news.

"Under the lead of an entrepreneur, a Chinese expert who specializes in mental illness from abroad is coming to our hospital for an academic exchange. I'm going to give your mother's illness as a model to let her diagnose it and see if there are any new breakthroughs."

I immediately thanked her emotionally. "Thank you for your concern, Principal. I will definitely pacify my mother and have her cooperate well with the hospital's inspection."

The dean wanted to say something but stopped me. I didn't think too much and happily came out to tell my mother the good news.

After waiting anxiously for three days, the hospital finally received news of the arrival of entrepreneurs and foreign experts. For this reason, I changed shifts with my colleagues, and then cleaned up my mother so she could wait for them to arrive.

However, when I helped my mother into the consultation room, I was stunned. So, the entrepreneur who supported her was none other than Yu Moyi.