Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

what?

it's dark? Does she want to wake up? Pregnant woman?

Everything that happened before he fell into coma suddenly flooded into Liang Nianhe's mind.

Reality and dreams are constantly changing and intertwining.

Liang Nianhe could hardly tell the difference between what was true and what was false.

She raised her hand and pressed her temple hard: "It hurts, it hurts..."

The sound of hurried footsteps came from far to near, and soon, the ward was filled with people.

"Daughter, daughter, are you okay?"

This voice...

It's mom! very familiar!

Liang Nianhe suddenly opened his eyes and sat up quickly.

When she looked up, she saw people standing around her.

There were doctors, nurses, and her family.

She looked down at herself again...

She was lying on the hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown, with a needle on the back of her hand for infusion.

This is the hospital, she is in the hospital.

So, in other words, she had been dreaming just now.

In the dream, nothing happened to Si Moli.

But in reality, he...

"Si Moli!" Liang Nianhe's sharp voice penetrated the entire ward.

With a look of panic on her face, she threw off the quilt and got out of bed regardless.

The infusion tube was shaken by her tugging.

Seeing this, Song Zhisu stepped forward quickly and held her down: "Nianhe, don't move around, lie down quickly!"

But Liang Nianhe struggled: "No, let me go, brother, I want to find Si Moli... Where is he now? Where is he? How is he!"

Song Zhixu's expression was depressed and regretful for a moment.

She was dumbfounded.

Could it be that Si Moli is... gone... gone?

Rescue is invalid?

She could clearly remember now that Si Moli's heartbeat dropped to zero in the ambulance.

On the instrument, a straight line is displayed.

Liang Nianhe didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling at this moment. His whole body was cold and he looked straight at Song Zhixu, unable to make a sound.

"He, he..." Liang Nianhe started to cry, tears falling down first, "Is he still alive?"

No one knew how much strength and courage it took for her to ask this question.

No one answered.

"Tell me!" Liang Nianhe shouted at the top of his lungs, his face flushed red, and the veins on his neck popped out, "Answer me! Is Si Moli still alive? Is something wrong with him?"

Song Zhixu's hand pressed on her shoulder and slowly slid down.

Liang Nianhe's heart was also falling bit by bit.

If he died...what would she do.

"Si Moli..." Song Zhixu said softly, "He is still being rescued."

Liang Nianhe asked: "Rescue? That means he's not dead yet, right?"

"I received a critical illness notice." Song Zhixu replied, "At present, the situation is unknown. The hospital is doing its best to save him. But..."

"But what? Tell me, brother, tell me quickly!"

Liang Nianhe couldn't wait for a second.

Song Zhixu took a deep breath and looked into her eyes: "Nianhe, no matter what, you have to take care of yourself first. Because you are still pregnant with the child. If such a big thing happens, if you can survive, the child will still be alive." Being able to keep it is already a blessing among misfortunes.”

Liang Nianhe was almost uninjured, just a skin injury, which was healed in two days, and even his bones were fine.

The child is still there.

This is simply a miraculous existence.

"I...I'm fine, but where is Si Moli? Where is he?"