Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Xin Xiaotian couldn't stay any longer, he glanced at the hospital behind him, turned around and hailed a taxi to go to Bai's house.

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Yang Rong didn't want to wake up on her own, so she fell into a coma and slept for 24 hours. When she woke up, it was already noon the next day.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Mother Yang who was silently crying beside her, and shouted hoarsely, "Mom..."

Mother Yang paused when she heard her voice wiping her tears, and quickly turned her head. Seeing that she had woken up, she quickly got up and looked at her anxiously: "Rong'er, you woke up, is there anything uncomfortable? If so, you must tell your mother."

Yang Rong shook her head, leaning her elbows on the sheet behind her, trying to sit up, but as soon as she moved, she felt a stabbing pain in her waist.

She frowned, reaching out to caress her belly.

"Don't move, what are you going to do? Tell mom." Mother Yang said distressedly.

"Mom, what time is it now?" Yang Rong touched her lower abdomen, and for some reason, she always felt that something was far away from her, and her heart felt tight.

"It's already No. 18, it's noon now, are you hungry?" Mother Yang asked, wrapping the broken hair on Yang Rong's cheeks behind her ears with her hands, her eyes were extremely loving.

Yang Rong shook her head.

Lie back again.

"It's already the second day. Is there any news from Miaomiao?"

Mother Yang shook her head. The little boy took Miao Miao away without leaving any information. Yang Rong went on to have a miscarriage. They were caught off guard and didn't have time to pay so much attention.

When Yang Rong heard this, a smile slowly formed on the corner of her mouth. She turned her head and smiled and said, "Mom, Miao Miao must be saved, and my Miao Miao must be fine."

Seeing Yang Rong like this was really heartbreaking for Yang's mother, and her hand that was holding her wrist trembled a little.

Yang Rong didn't seem to feel it, and said again: "Mom, I'm a little thirsty, please feed me some water."

Mother Yang nodded, turned around and poured warm water, put a pillow behind her, and supported her slightly upright.

Yang Rong frowned and drank some water. When she lay down again, her sore lips lost all blood.

She looked at Yang's mother next to her suspiciously, as if she just realized that she was lying on the hospital bed, she asked suspiciously: "Mom, what's wrong with me?"

"You are pregnant, do you know?" Yang's mother asked.

Yang Rong nodded, her voice was a little low: "I know." She gently touched her belly with her hand, her eyes were full of love.

If she was hesitant to keep this child before, now she doesn't hesitate at all, she wants this child.

This must be a child as cute as Miaomiao, why is she reluctant to let him go?

This is her child. She not only wants to stay, but also protects it in her own way. She will never let her (he) be hurt by the brothers and sisters of the Xin family like Xin Miaomiao.

"Mom, if I say that I want to divorce Xiaotian and keep this child, will you support me?" Yang Rong asked Yang's mother, if the Xin family can't accommodate the three of them, then she will go back.

"Of course, no matter what, mom will support you..." Yang's mother nodded, but the tears couldn't stop streaming down her cheeks. Her distressed heart was tugging. She touched Yang Rong's pale face and spoke with difficulty. : "Rong'er, you heard Mom tell you something, the child in your belly...is gone."