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Chapter 273 Death is approaching (Part 2)

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    Shen Zhichu seems to have seen a memory buried in the deepest part of the past.

    Li Jingshen said: "Shen Zhichu, give me a baby, if you don't want to, I'll tie you to the bed"

    Li Jingshen, look, I am pregnant with your baby, but why did you suddenly give up?

    Shen Zhichu's eyes were half-closed, the pupils were a little loose, and the crow's eyelashes were half-down, unable to let in the light, making the eyes look gray.

    The hands without nails curled up pitifully, and occasionally twitched slightly. She was already unable to breathe, and her whole body was like a stranded fish, on the verge of death.

    The lower abdomen suddenly loosened. At that moment, she felt the child leave her body. She didn't know where she got the strength to hold on until the end, and asked with wriggling dry lips, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

    The doctor answered her a little stiffly: "Boy."

    It's Jinzhao, her baby Shen Jinzhao.

    "Can I have a look at him?" Shen Zhichu, who was still screaming in pain just now, changed his face completely, the clouds were calm, and there was even some brilliance in his eyes.

    After the nurse closest to her saw it, what appeared in her heart was a flash of light.

    Shen Zhichu's current appearance really makes people unable to tell the sadness, as if she was not the person who hissed for help just now.

    As a mother, she has the right to see her own child, even if the child is stillborn, the doctor wrapped the child in a towel and hugged it.

    Shen Zhichu looked over and saw a wrinkled, four-month-old baby who was still very young, with red all over his body, like a little monkey, with blurred facial features, and pitifully shrunken hands, as if trying to grab something.  .

    There was a dead silence in the room, so quiet that it made one's scalp tingle.

    Shen Zhichu's body was still bleeding, she rubbed hard towards the doctor, raising her hand to touch the child.

    Even before she had time to go for a pregnancy test and go to see him with a color Doppler ultrasound, he had already come out.

    Shen Zhichu's bloodless lips trembled twice, the child was right by her hand, she could touch it with her fingers, but she didn't dare.

    Such a scene was so cruel that the doctor who was holding the child turned his face away and did not dare to continue watching.

    The nurse's sobbing sound was very harsh, Shen Zhichu looked at them blankly, didn't you "kill" my baby?  Why are you crying again at this time?

    What a joke

    The greatest bereavement in this world is the death of a blood relative.

    She lost her only family member, her sustenance, and half of her life was gone.

    Shen Zhichu suddenly grinned the corners of his mouth, and laughed wildly, that kind of laughter was uglier than crying.

    It would be great if she knew this ending earlier, she would not go for an ovulation injection, then she would not be pregnant with the baby and let him suffer such pain.

    Shen Zhichu reached out to take the child from the doctor's hand, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and his mouth and nose were full of fishy smell.

    The doctor came to persuade her: "He is dead."

    Shen Zhichu's eyelashes trembled: "I know he's dead, he just started to move, he died before he could enjoy mother's love."

    "Why wasn't I the one who died?" Shen Zhichu said to himself, the god of death took away her child and the life-saving straw she was holding.

    Shen Zhichu was suffocating in his chest, and spat out another mouthful of blood, his whole body was in a daze, as if in a dream.

    "Baby, I'm sorry I hurt you" Shen Zhichu's eyes turned black, and after finally looking at the child beside him, he closed his eyes.

    Shen Zhichu was bleeding heavily, and her blood oxygen saturation was dropping rapidly. The lights in the operating room shone on her face. Her face was already pale, but now it was so white that it was transparent.

    The doctor seemed to have expected this step a long time ago, and began to prepare blood transfusion for Shen Zhichu. She had a special blood type, and it might have been dangerous if this happened before, but fortunately, Li Jingshen invited a volunteer to donate blood.

    That person is Xia Mingyue.

    After Xia Mingyue heard that Shen Zhichu was bleeding heavily, she knew that her chance had come. She was arranged by Li Jingshen to wait in the hospital early in the morning, in order to prevent this situation.

    Li Jingshen signed a bunch of notification agreements and called Xia Mingyue over to draw blood.

    Xia Mingyue settled in front of him: "Jing Shen, this is the second time I have saved her. I can donate blood to her for free, but you must agree to one condition."

    The calmness on Li Jingshen's face was all faked, at this critical moment, after hearing Xia Mingyue's words, he began to crack.

    He tried to calm down the mood at the moment: "What request, wait for you to goAfter the blood is drawn, I promise you that it will not be too late.  "

    Xia Mingyue shook her head: "I don't believe you this time. I am the only one who can save Shen Zhichu. After all, I am the only one who has the same blood type as her in this world. If I can help her once, I can help her many times. You  Know what I do."

    Li Jingshen's face was ashen. Although he knew from the beginning that Xia Mingyue would make a request, he didn't expect that she would make a request at this juncture.

    "you say."

    Xia Mingyue curled her lips: "After saving Shen Zhichu, I will get engaged!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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