In the VIP ward, everything is carried out quietly and orderly.

In a coma, Ning Qiaoqiao had a long dream, she dreamed that there was a milky voice crying, and that cry had been around her ears.

Ning Qiaoqiao wanted to ask who was crying, but she couldn't speak, so she searched for it, but she couldn't find it.

It was a desert all around, and she was so thirsty, so thirsty, so thirsty, so tired, and so tired that crying all the time

Just when Ning Qiaoqiao dragged his tired body and looked around for that cry, suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed in a whirlwind!

The sand under her feet suddenly reached the top of her head, and she was pressed down from her head, crushing her body in the hot desert

There was sand coming down, hot and heavy!

Ning Qiaoqiao struggled

"Ahh She's awake!

There was no sound at all around, and Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes stared straight at the crystal lamp lit on the ceiling above his head.

Where is this?

"Miss Ning, are you awake?"

The nurse who was changing Ning Qiaoqiao's needle found that Ning Qiaoqiao was awake and greeted her.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to her senses, her dark eyes turned straight to the nurse's defense, and her dry lips moved.

This is a woman in a nurse's uniform, does that mean she's in the hospital?

She was still wearing an oxygen mask, so her speech was not clear, but Ning Qiaoqiao only made two muffled sounds and stopped talking, because her sore throat did not allow her to speak.

As if knowing what Ning Qiaoqiao wanted to ask, the nurse looked at Ning Qiaoqiao and smiled, hung up the hanging needle, turned her head to look at Ning Qiaoqiao, and said:

"Miss Ning, you are now in the Central Hospital, and I am a nurse in the VIP ward. You have been in a coma for a day and a night, Mo Shao is by your side, he has been taking care of you, but because he has not rested, we put sleeping pills in the water he drank according to his assistant's instructions, so that he can sleep for a while. ”

“”

Ning Qiaoqiao was slightly stunned for a moment, stared at the nurse's gaze for a few seconds, and then followed the nurse's eyes to his right hand.

It turned out that her right hand was being grabbed by Yu Shaomo, and Yu Shaomo seemed to have fallen asleep on the edge of the bed.

"Miss Ning, Mo Shao is so good to you, he has been taking care of you all the time, he remembers when you should use what medicine is more familiar than us nurses, but he doesn't care about his own injury at all, we urge his injury to change the dressing, and he still thinks we are troublesome."

The nurse said to Ning Qiaoqiao with envy.

You must know that lying on the side of the bed, undressed, and taking care of it for a day and a night, but Yu Shaomo! The legendary man who can cover the sky with one hand in G City!

What a blessing to be looked upon by him!

Ning Qiaoqiao's dark eyes looked at Yu Shaomo fixedly, her eyes made it impossible to see any emotion, and after a while, she turned her face to the other side, her eyes flickering a little.

She did not have amnesia, she remembered the scenes that happened in the villa clearly!

"Child, Child"

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the nurse, and the dry lip flap laboriously made a mouth shape.

The nurse's eyes flashed, and after Ning Qiaoqiao repeated this action three times, she finally understood what Ning Qiaoqiao meant, and suddenly looked at Ning Qiaoqiao with some pity.

"Miss Ning, you have to be mentally prepared, your child is gone."

The nurse said.

It's not a terminal illness, there's nothing to hide, and there's no need.

Even if she doesn't tell Ning Qiaoqiao now, as a mother, it won't take long for her to feel it, and she will definitely be even more painful to know the truth at that time.

“”

Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed, and he turned his head, his purple grape-like eyes were dim, and he looked at somewhere blankly.

Sure enough, just as she imagined, the child was really gone.

It turned out that the sharp pain was really the child leaving her body.

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't cry, her tears fell down big and big, her little hands grabbed the quilt tightly, and the thin body under the quilt trembled with grief.

"Miss Ning, don't be like this! You're still on a drip, and you're still young, take good care of yourself, and you'll have children in the future. ”

The nurse couldn't bear to persuade.

She has seen a lot of life and death, but she has never seen a person crying silently, which can make people feel her pain so intuitively.

She was already awake and didn't need to wear an oxygen mask.

The nurse took the oxygen mask from Ning Qiaoqiao's nose and handed over the tissue to wipe Ning Qiaoqiao's tears.

The tissue was quickly wet, but Ning Qiaoqiao's tears continued unabated, and her grief had nowhere to vent.

The nurse looked at Ning Qiaoqiao's little face soaked in tears with pity and helplessness, and sighed: "Miss Ning, there is no child left, you have to mourn!" Taking care of your body is the most important thing, I'll go out first, and you calm down. ”

“”

Ning Qiaoqiao was as unresponsive as a wooden man.

The nurse sighed again and walked out helplessly.

I don't know how long it took, on the hospital bed and under the quilt, Ning Qiaoqiao's petite body gradually curled up together, in a posture of self-protection.

She also wanted to mourn, she didn't want to cry, she didn't want to be sad, she didn't want to shed tears

But it turns out that the child is gone, how could she react like this, and she would be so sad?

On the side of the hospital bed, Yu Shaomo, who was sleeping because of the power of medicine, Yingting's brows furrowed.

When Aunt Liu walked in from outside, she was surprised and delighted to see Ning Qiaoqiao.

"Jojo, are you awake? When did you wake up? How does your body feel? ”

Aunt Liu put the thermos bucket on the coffee table, and couldn't wait to walk towards Ning Qiaoqiao, for fear of waking up Yu Shaomo, who was in a coma, Aunt Liu lowered her voice very low.

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't cry anymore, but her obviously red and swollen eyes showed what had happened to her in the past.

Aunt Liu looked at Ning Qiaoqiao's red and swollen eyelids and was stunned for a moment, sighed, and reached out to touch the hair on Ning Qiaoqiao's forehead: "Good boy, everything will pass." ”

Ning Qiao Muran's eyes looked at Aunt Liu in a daze, and after a while, her lips moved as dry and still pale: "Aunt Liu." ”

"Miss Ning, it's me! I guess you should wake up today and bring you some porridge, so you can get up and eat some of it. ”

Aunt Liu looked at Ning Qiaoqiao with complicated eyes.

On her pale little face, both cheeks were still high and swollen, and the wrong finger marks on it were shocking and indescribably distressing.

Ning Qiaoqiao's godless eyes looked at Aunt Liu for a while, shook her head, and said softly, "Thank you, Aunt Liu, but I don't want to eat it." ”

"How can you do it without eating!" Aunt Liu frowned and looked at Ning Qiaoqiao: "Miss Ning, something has happened, the most important thing for you now is to take care of your body!" Originally, your body was poor, and if you don't eat now, won't you be able to get along with yourself? ”