Sick beauty enemy is pregnant with my cub

Edit?Song Jing was about to laugh angrily, now that the facts and evidence are in front of him, this person said he made it up?

"Qin Mo, can you show some face? You have done all this, so why don't you dare to admit it?"

He forced himself to ignore the face of the man in front of him. The smell of alcohol was surrounding him and his emotions were rising little by little. The person who was hit had already lost his mind. Qin Mo's eyes overflowed with sarcasm. Just as I was about to say something, my heart felt a sharp stabbing pain. I pressed my hand tightly against my heart, and coughed out loudly.

The only remaining blood on his face faded away in an instant, and the unfinished words were annihilated directly on his lips. Song Jing was also taken aback by his appearance, and looked a little irritable at the position of his hand. A bottle of medicine, and a bottle of Wu Run confessed that he took it when his heart was throbbing. He put it in the bedroom. He didn't want to argue with the person in front of him any more. After a while, a wave of heat surged down slightly, and his heart felt cold for a while, and he knew what happened almost instantly. He pressed his hand on his stomach, and panic surged up in his heart that he had never had before, and even the sound of his mouth was accompanied by two chords. very flustered;

"Call Zhou Hai, hurry up."

Song Jing stared blankly at his expression;

"what happened to you?"

Qin Mo's brows were tightly frowned, his panting sound was very obvious, and there was an imperceptible fear in his eyes when he raised his eyes;

"Hurry up."

Song Jing didn't dare to delay anymore, and immediately took out her mobile phone and found Zhou Hai's number;

"Doctor Zhou, Qin Mo is not feeling well."

He didn't notice the panic in his words, Zhou Hai immediately stopped his hands that were still typing on the keyboard;

"What symptoms?"

Song Jing immediately put the phone by Qin Mo's ear, Qin Mo leaned almost half of his body on the armrest of the sofa, the cold sweat from his forehead dripped down his temples and directly wet Song Jing's phone, his voice even trembled interestingly;

"It's bleeding, and my heart is throbbing."

After these words, Song Jing's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the man's lower body without hesitation. Qin Mo was wearing a black windbreaker with dark trousers inside. He couldn't see anything at the moment. Zhou Hai heard Symptoms come out immediately;

"Lie down, don't move, keep your mind stable, there is an oxygen inhaler at home to inhale oxygen, last time I gave you pills numbered 3 and 5 in the medicine box, two pills each, don't move around, I'll be there soon .”

Both of them heard the voice on the phone, but the person on the sofa was almost exhausted. After the phone was hung up, he leaned into the sofa. Song Jing still lowered his head and supported his forearm, remembering just now Zhou Hai's words;

"Can you move? Lie down first."

The sofa in the living room is off-white. As soon as Qin Mo moved, Song Jing suddenly saw the glaring blood on the sofa. His mind felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured down his head, and his whole body shivered. The bright red color almost shook his body. The drunkenness in the middle of the night forced back seven or eight, and a fear that he had never had before surged up in his heart, and he struggled to find his own voice, but there was an obvious trembling;

"Qin Mo, Qin Mo..."

Qin Mo raised his eyes and glanced at him amidst the sharp pain in his chest, but he didn't say a word, that glance was cool, and Song Jing's eyes turned red with anxiety;

"It's okay, it will be okay, don't be afraid, lie down, I'll get the medicine right away."

Qin Mo didn't dare to move too much, he just followed Song Jing's strength and lay down on the sofa. Song Jing put a pillow under his head, hardly daring to look at the blood on the sofa, and he didn't know what to say. Whether he was comforting Qin Mo or comforting himself, he got up and immediately went to the bedroom to look for medicine, regardless of whether he knocked his leg on the side coffee table. There is something, you can't die.

The medicine box was on the bedside, and he moved it together with the oxygen generator. When he arrived at the living room, he saw the man on the sofa with his eyes closed, his face was frighteningly pale, and he could only see the faint rise and fall of his chest. , the sense of panic could not subside, and the movement of opening the medicine box was trembling. He found warm water and handed the medicine to his mouth. Qin Mo opened his eyes, took the medicine and drank it directly with a sip of water. Song Jing had learned how to adjust the oxygen concentration, and brought the nasal oxygen for him.

Qin Mo kept his hands on his stomach, the child inside was still moving slightly, and Song Jing's gaze was also slightly downward. It was obvious that the man was lying on his stomach like this, and it was his child inside. Qin Mo did this for this. The child suffered a lot, and he didn't even dare to look at the bloodstains. If the child could not be saved, Qin Mo would have to go to the operating table, so the success rate of the operation...

He was unable to breathe as if something had strangled his neck. Thinking of his fierce words just now, Qin Mo relieved the throbbing pain in his chest and finally opened his eyes. He could see the man squatting on his back with a slight tilt of his head. For the people around him, he could clearly see that he was afraid, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips, cold and cruel, his voice was weak and panting;

"What are you afraid of? If I die, you will be free."

The word "death" made Song Jing look up suddenly;

"You can't die, Qin Mo, you can't die."

He subconsciously grasped Qin Mo's hand, but found that the hand was wet with sweat;

"Then are you cold? I'll get the quilt."

He immediately turned around and went into the room to get a quilt, and carefully covered Qin Mo's body. Now he doesn't want to worry about the previous ones, he wants this person to live, and live a good life with the child.

Zhou Hai arrived very quickly, and even Wu Run came. Song Jing didn't move away from the seat beside the sofa until they came, and Zhou Hai lifted the quilt;

"I need to check Mr. Qin."

Qin Mo's condition is not very good, the whole person looks drowsy, but his hands are resting on his lower abdomen, Song Jing saw the blood between the man's legs, the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen, his palms were covered with cold sweat, Zhou Hai took out the stethoscope to listen to the fetal heartbeat, and pressed the cold palpator on the man's stomach, Qin Mo opened his eyes with support, and his voice was broken and weak;

"Kid...how is it?"

"There are some symptoms of threatened miscarriage. You should take a miscarriage injection first. You can relax and don't be nervous."

Zhou Hai comforted Qin Mo, he had all the medicines with him, and the tiny needle pierced into the blue blood vessel in the man's hand. There was no infusion stand in this hall, so Song Jing could only temporarily find a clothes hanger in the study room to hang it on. With hanging bottle.

Qin Mo's heart was not too stable. Wu Run helped him massage his heart to relieve the pain. Song Jing was standing two meters away from the sofa, staring at the person on the sofa.

"how is he?"

Zhou Hai stood up;

"The amount of bleeding is not much, but it's not too much. Threatened abortion requires continuous observation and hospitalization. I have already notified the ambulance. It is not suitable to move now. Let's observe first."

The ambulance came half an hour later. Qin Mo was moved onto the push bed, and Song Jing followed into the ambulance. The man did not open his eyes along the way. It was still the same ward as before. They had eaten crayfish here, and they were thankful that the child was fine, but now Qin Mo was lying there quietly, covered with many monitoring instruments that he didn't recognize.

After Zhou Hai went out, Song Jing also followed;

"Will there be any danger?"

Before Zhou Hai could speak, Wu Run made a sound. He was too anxious just now and didn't care to say anything else, but there was clearly something wrong between Song Jing and Qin Mo. This man still smelled of alcohol;

"What's going on? I've only been out for two days, and I was fine the first two days. Why did it happen suddenly? My heart is not stable, did you quarrel?"

Song Jing's wine has long since woken up after this series of incidents, and he now regrets it a bit. Huang Yangqing's words this afternoon really stimulated him. He wanted to make it clear to Qin Mo, but it's not like now. At such a time, among other things, the child Qin Mo risked his life to conceive is his, and now he is also very confused;

"That's it."

Wu Run was really convinced;

"I don't care how much hatred you have, it's not as important as life, right? If the threatened miscarriage is uncontrollable, you will have to have an operation immediately. You should bear it for the lives of their father and son. He can't be stimulated now."

"I know, I will guard him."

Qin Mo didn't sleep well all night. He frowned from time to time but he didn't wake up. Song Jing woke up now and knew that he smelled bad, so he went to take a bath and stayed by his bedside. The ward at night was very quiet, only the sound of some kind of equipment running, but for no reason, it made him flustered and unable to settle down. Everything of today was replaying in his mind over and over again.

Huang Yangqing's words, Qin Mo's words, the expression on Qin Mo's face when he mentioned the stand-in at night appeared in his mind. At that time, his emotions were high and he was a little excited, but now that he thinks about it carefully, his expression at that time does not seem to be fake. In the past few years, he has almost analyzed Qin Mo as a subject, and he thinks he knows a little bit about him. He is not the kind of person who dare not recognize him.

He still had a faint headache after drinking, but with so many things on his mind, he didn't feel sleepy at all, but what happened to that photo?Qin Mo said that what he said was made up, so what happened?

In the second half of the night, he lay beside Qin Mo's bed and squinted for a while. When Qin Mo woke up at six o'clock, he saw the person lying next to him out of the corner of his eye. Everything from last night came back to his mind. Impatiently, he raised his hand and hit him on the head.

Song Jing woke up suddenly, her eyes were still bloodshot, she knew she didn't sleep well last night;

"What's wrong? Is it better?"

Qin Mo didn't want to look at him, so he turned his head, and Song Jing looked up at his watch;

"It's only past six o'clock, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

When he was in the hospital before, this person didn't get up until almost eight o'clock. Zhou Hai came over to check at seven o'clock. He said hello to Qin Mo and lifted the quilt;

"There is still a little bit of bleeding, the blood volume is not large, do you feel any pain in your stomach now?"

"a little bit."

Zhou Hai checked the monitoring equipment again;

"It's getting better, and the mind is relaxed. The recovery period of threatened abortion may take 3 to 7 days. Stay in bed and rest, don't make big movements, and don't get too emotional. The miscarriage injection last night is effective, don't be too nervous."

At this time, the body will be obviously affected by emotions. It is very important to maintain a stable state of mind. Qin Mo nodded.

Song Jing didn't have the heart to go to work at all, so he decided not to go. After Zhou Hai left, Qin Mo fell asleep for a while, and didn't want to talk to him. Sound, the madness of last night seemed to have stopped in an instant.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock that Qin Mo woke up and looked at the people around him with a little more energy. There was no emotion in his eyes, and there was no ups and downs in his voice;

"come over."

Song Jing put down the phone and sat on the chair next to his bed. She didn't know what he wanted to say, but if he continued yesterday's topic, he was afraid that something might happen to him, so he spoke directly;

"Let's talk about that when you're better."

Qin Mo leaned on the soft pillow behind him, his expression a little more mocking;

"You dared to say last night, what are you afraid of today?"

Song Jing moved her lips and finally did not refute, Qin Mo didn't wait for his reaction to speak directly, his voice was weak but also added a bit of sigh;

"Did you never find out you forgot something in all these years?"

Song Jing opened her eyes wide and looked at the person on the bed;

"What do you mean?"

Qin Mo's face didn't have any blood color, only his eyes were as sharp as usual;

"Literally, that photo is a composite. I described what you looked like when you were a child and someone drew what you looked like when you were an adult. You can check the rest yourself."

It was obvious that the white-eyed wolf had forgotten him, but he wanted to beat him up. Qin Mo didn't want to talk about the past when he didn't remember anything. Why did he have to tell him himself when he forgot?Song Jing was stunned when she heard this;

"Are you saying that the person in the photo was me?"

Qin Mo's eyes fell on him, and his deep black eyes carried a real and clear sense of oppression;

"This is the last time I will answer this question. Put away your imagination. I don't want to hear the words of a dead lover. I don't want to hear the words of the substitute again. If you have a sick mind, go to the doctor."

The eyes of the two met in the air, and Song Jing knew that Qin Mo was not lying, so what went wrong?He has recalled countless times since seeing that photo. He also wanted to find Qin Mo in his memory, but he never did. He confirmed that he had never seen Qin Mo before. Qin Mo said it was him when he was a child. Why? He had no memory of what they had met?

But Qin Mo is not someone who dares to be or not to be. Has he really forgotten something?The person in the photo is either someone else or himself?In the past few years, he has been paranoid for so long because of a photo of himself?

I couldn't help but think more after each year in my heart, and my emotions were so complicated that I couldn't express it. If what Qin Mo said was true, he didn't have any dead lover, and he wasn't a substitute for his dead lover, then What is all this that I have done for so long?He acted as his substitute, for this matter he betrayed Qin Mo, lied to him for two years, stabbed him in the back, and yesterday, he almost killed him and the child because of this matter?

The author says:

Song Gou almost had a miscarriage because of this, and now he is basically stupid;

This time President Qin suffered a lot;