Chapter 34 I don't have

He nodded with a wry smile, "Okay! You forced me well! You only know that you can't live without children, but don't you know that you can't live without me? He squeezed her wrist hard, "You call me uncle. Who allowed you to call me that? Love for you, people give it to you, now call me uncle? Listen, he is my child, and I have the right to deal with him. What are you asking for? Only you love him, why don't I look forward to him! But I want to think about your body. Nothing is more important to me than you. Can't you understand my painstaking efforts?

It's so touching! She raised the corners of her lips indifferently, first tricked her into killing the child, and then dealt with her like an abandoned child. What else can she believe? With the honey-bellied sword on the pillow, there is nothing in the world worth missing. She picked up her arms and felt the coldness of the spring-like room. The human relationship was so cold that she couldn't beg him like a wife, so she returned to her original position. She returned to Bu Nuan and his niece. He can put aside their love and look at the kindness of his nephew over the years. He can't bear to send her to a dead end.

But it doesn't seem to work.

He dragged her to the table and pointed to the bowl of medicine, "Drink it!"

She didn't know that he was such a terrible person that he could be so cruel about worthless things. Once the closest person is turned against, it is worse than the stranger. She felt that she was exhausted. He said he loved her, but he wanted her to drink the bowl of red flowers.

In this difficult situation, she is lonely and has nowhere to ask. I have never regretted falling in love with him and the night on the lake. Is he taking revenge on her? Revenge on her ruining his stable life and ruining his bright future? She should have seen how vicious he was. She once spit on Miss Song and looked coldly at her experience. Now it's all right. In this world, my ending is 10,000 times worse than hers!

The sound of firecrackers outside is continuous, and others have a reunion dinner in addition to the old and the new, but a bowl of abortion pills is placed in front of her. She eats and laughs. How desolate she is. Her life is simply a gorgeous farce. By now, it's time for this farce to end. Maybe it will eventually usher in calmness and a round end. It's not bad to think about it.

She sighed, as if she had spit out her long-standing depression. She walked over and looked over the medicine bowl. The relief on the edge of the pear table pressed on the root of her thigh, and the thick medicinal juice was like a dark river mirror, reflecting her confused eyes and pale face. She adjusted her eyes and stopped on his lips. "I just want to ask you, do you really want me to drink?"

He nodded urgently, "Nuuer, this is for your own good. You said to believe me, we still have decades to regenerate. This... there's really nothing we can do."

She smoothed up the previous conversation and thought about it from beginning to end. Didn't she want her to confront her? How to deal with pregnancy? So he panicked and made up an excuse for stillbirth to take care of the child in case of emergency. She finally failed, that's all. What else can't be let go?

She curled up her left hand, shaved her nails over the suede and scraped her hair, leaving five distinct marks, like the claw marks of a beast. She sat down on the zi and stretched out her hands to hold the porcelain bowl. The medicine in the bowl stirred up ripples and felt like a lot of money. What if it is smashed? It's useless. There is a bowl, and naturally there is a second bowl. He doesn't want her to live, and she is hopeless. That's it!

She straightened her throat and poured down the medicine and choked several times. She just crossed her heart and drank it all in one bite. He stood there with his hands hanging down, looking haggard. Why? Shouldn't he be happy when he achieves his goal? She couldn't hold the bowl any longer and fell on the green brick with a bang, which was smashed to pieces in an instant.

He came up to help her, but she didn't push him away again. Looking down at the wreckage, he whispered, "It's broken... it's all broken..."

He had a sudden pain in his chest and held her in his arms tremblingly. Kiss her hair, "It will get better. Believe me, it will get better."

She lay back to Hu** and opened her eyes. I don't want to see him anymore, and my love is lost with that bowl of medicine. She calmed down strangely, and everything was seen through. Life and death were allowed, but that's all! Now we have no choice but to wait for the child to peel off her body. She didn't know what the painful process was, but she interpreted death in advance. Put your hands on your stomach, without tears, silently, just go down quietly and fall into the boundless darkness.

He stayed by the edge of her bed and put her cold hands in the palm of her hand. Behind him was a busy servant, who fed hot water, prepared mats and changed clothes. Incense burned outside, and he heard the muttering chanting. He really needs protection. For the first time, he recited the Buddha's name in his heart so piously. She stepped into the sea of suffering. As long as she survived, she could still look forward to tomorrow. She hated him and he knew that he was extremely frightened and tried his best to think about it - she loved him so much that this setback was temporary and would eventually forgive him. When she calms down, she will understand that he has no choice. He made this decision to save her life, and she should not blame him.

The expectation of seeing the prime was not bad, and it really broke out half an hour later. She rolled all over the bed in pain, and he was dejected on the side and hated that he couldn't share it for her. He was really helpless and had no choice but to watch.

He was so helpless that he was like a woman with endless tears. He wanted to reach her. She stared at him fiercely with blood-red eyes and roared like a beast and told him to get out. He was suddenly afraid and dared not offended her. The servants went up to clamp her hands and feet and saw Su shouting, "Blood can't come out, press her stomach!"

He shook like a sieve and couldn't do anything. His mind stopped and his heart cracked... He couldn't get down. The people he loves, all his yearnings and sustenance for beauty, suffer from purgatory pain there. It's all his sins. She hurts so much. How can he make it worse!

Seeing that Su was irritable, he strode over and pushed him away and said, "If you don't avoid the doctor, my wife, I'm abrupt." Press her lower abdomen.

Bu Nuan can't avoid it, and it hurts so much that he can't breathe. The gums bit out blood, and the mouth smelled of rust. She thought that she was really going to die and die at the hands of this quack... Her consciousness gradually blurred, but she still turned her face to look for him - so hateful! She is dead, and she is also a dead ghost!

At the critical point of collapse, I suddenly relaxed and felt warm all over my body. Then her legs fell into the warm **, and she knew it was over. Her child was gone, and her life stopped.

So much blood gushed out and quickly penetrated her snow-white skirt. The endless flow stained the mattress red in a blink of an eye. She was soaked in a pool of blood and her face turned gray. He just came to his senses and stumbled over. He stumbled and stepped on it and almost fell down.

The situation is much worse than expected, because the blood stasis has been more than three days, and the blood that broke the palace first was red, and then it turned black. She looked up there only to breathe and didn't breathe in, and she was even panicked. Give her ginseng tablets, and her teeth are closed, and she can't open her mouth. I was busy giving her acupuncture and smoked wormwood strips, and she didn't get much good.

Rong Yu was crazy to see this situation, regardless of the blood stains on the bed, and climbed up to hold her in his arms. He called her angrily, "Warm, warm... Wake up, don't leave me..." In the end, he burst into tears. He couldn't stand it and felt that he was more than half dead. What kind of life is this! Destruction comes one after another, and the iron men will also be destroyed.

The servants were stunned and were there one by one. This New Year's Eve is bloody and horrible, and the panic has become huge and empty. Maybe we will prepare for the funeral ceremony later. Everyone was like a drowned chicken, sweating in a hurry. Lingling stood and felt cold in an instant. Some people are even considering whether to continue to heat the dragon, because if the temperature is too high, everything will deteriorate faster...

Seeing Su running in from the outside, he held the ginseng soup in his hand and said repeatedly, "Pry open her mouth!" Hurry up!"

Rong Yu had to pinch her jawbone and finally opened a trace of it. Seeing that she poured soup into it one spoon after another. He muttered, "It's just a convulsions. I don't believe it can't be cured! Why don't you give me back?"

Tossing around for a long time, she really woke up and turned around. Everyone is thinking about God and Heavenly Bodhisattva. What a creation. If you don't die, you will be blessed! However, she only looked down at her body, smiled bleakly at Rong Yu, and gasped, "Thank you, uncle... You have exhausted my remaining feelings for you, and I finally have nothing."

He couldn't hear the smell of the words, but no matter what, she finally woke up, which was enough to make him ecstatic. He has time to resolve her resentment, and as long as she is still alive, he has a chance to remedy it. He ignored her angry words and said gently, "Don't think nonsense. Now it's all right. Everything is over. Warmer, let's start again."

The corners of her mouth remained with sarcasm, closed her eyes, and turned her head to the other side with difficulty. If she can't do it anymore, she is tired and disgusted. She doesn't want to continue to bear the harm he has caused, and she has her own solution.

The people below are celebrating that they are finally turning bad luck into good luck, and there are more things to do than before. Mother Shan smiled and said, "Lang Jun, you'd better change your clothes first. We also need to wash your wife here. Look at the blood of the world!"

He shook his head, "I won't leave. I want to guard her."

The servants looked at each other, "Lang Jun is here, and we can't do it. Besides, the wife definitely doesn't want you to see it. Women always love glory.

Seeing Su also said, "This hurdle has passed. Don't worry. It's superfluous to stay here. You go out to change your clothes, and I'll go to the room to decoct the medicine, and you can bring it over later.

He took a long breath, stroked his forehead, and his tentacles were cold sweating. He got out of bed and stood unsteadily with trembling legs. Only then did I find that I followed her in a bloody storm and consumed all my strength.

"You shouldn't have entered the blood room," Su moved out step by step, "but I know you can't persuade you. She still has to take care of her. You are sometimes tired. Be careful of yourself!"

He struggled to look back, "Is it really all right? So much blood..."

See Su said, "It's all blood, which is useless in the first place."

He sighed and crossed the threshold stiffly.