Chapter 23 Hatred Next

The fatigue caused by not sleeping for a few days made Li Jialan sleep until noon the next day.

Ji Hao was afraid that her body would be too weak and the fetus in danger, so he had already asked the doctor to wait for Li Jialan to wake up, and then give her nutrient solution.

When the doctor saw Li Jialan's thin hand wrapped in bones, he couldn't help shaking his head and told Ji Hao that she must gain weight and recover as soon as possible. Otherwise, the crisis could be two lives.

Ji Hao's heart suddenly fell to the bottom because of the doctor's words. Looking at Li Jialan's eyes, he was full of astringent and bitter pain, and his chest was even more painful.

He didn't know what happened. Li Jialan seemed to be very quiet and peaceful on the surface, but it was because she had been trapped in her emotions in vain and prevented them from venting them, which condensed greater sadness and imprisoned herself.

She even began to eat/normally, almost spit as much as she ate. Every day, she began to maintain her life with specially prepared nutrients. Seeing that Li Jialan was getting thinner and thinner, Ji Hao's heart was torn to pieces by an invisible hand.

We should find a way to make her happy, at least recover a little from the blow of death.

At this time, Ji Hao found that he could be a conspirators and play tricks to achieve what he wanted to achieve. However, now, there is nothing he can do just to give his beloved woman a little happiness.

"You have to be good and recover well, you know?" Ji Hao hugged Li Jialan and gently rubbed her silky hair on his chin.

Li Jialan nodded vigorously. She was also fighting against herself and told herself that she must get better as soon as possible. She wanted to avenge her mother and Ru, avenge her father Li Jun, and even herself. The hatred that had once been put down burned again. She thought that she was enough to make herself tougher and more combative because of the powerful hatred power. However, her body and her spirit were clearly two lines. She wanted to cheer up and force herself to eat well and recover, but one She can only think about it. She can't control her body.

On this day, she was still entangled by weakness. She was thirsty and there was no water in the cup by the bedside. Ji Hao curled up in the sofa by the bed, with a tired face. In order to take care of her, he couldn't sleep these days. Li Jialan couldn't bear to wake him up. She tried to slowly come down from ** and slowly walked out of the bedroom. She went downstairs to get water, but when she walked to the top of the stairs, she suddenly felt dizzy, which directly caused her to fall down the stairs.

Children, my children...

Li Jialan's dry eyes finally shed tears and shouted desperately over and over again in her heart.

"Young grandma, young grandma..." The servant watched Li Jialan roll from the stairs to the first floor, almost scared and exclaimed in a sad voice.

Ji Hao in the bedroom was so scared that he bounced up from the sofa and saw that there was no Li Jialan's figure. He rushed straight out of the bedroom. When he saw Li Jialan curled up and lying on the stairs on the first floor, as if a heavy hammer hit him in the chest and smashed his internal organs.

"Xinyi--" Ji Hao's screams are like the mourning of the ghost from hell.

Ji Hao rushed downstairs. When he picked up Li Jialan, whose face was pale like a paper man, a deep despair and deep fear spread from his bone marrow. His face was like snow, but his lips were bright as if soaked with blood, and for a moment his heart seemed to fall into a dark hole. The dark and boundless deep hole, where there is a never-light cold. If he loses her, how can he live... No, if she dies, he will also kill himself. He would rather leave the world with her and accompany her to the cold world to warm each other. He will not live alone. .

Outside the emergency room of the hospital, Ji Hao's heart was as if it were cracked, but his expression was quite calm. He can't fall first. A man should be a woman's shoulder. He has to bear all the sadness and vulnerability of Li Jialan and give her endless strength and warmth, so he can only be strong.

The doctor walked out of the emergency room and told him the final result. Ji Hao suddenly lost the strong nerve that supported him. He leaned against the wall and slid all the way to the ground until he sat on the cold ground. Despair condensed at his fingertips and pierced deeply into his palm. Even if it hurt, he had no reaction.

Child..., he and Li Jialan's child are gone.

The pain made it difficult to breathe. It seemed that the air was full of condensed knives, inhaling into his nasal tubes, extending his airway, and cutting him with a sharp edge all the way.

There seemed to be a thick black fog in front of him, like the devil's hands, which surrounded him tightly and tore him, as if he was going to devour him mercilessly the next moment. His limbs were tightly wrapped, unable to move, and there was no strength at all...

There is a faint smell of blood in the throat, as if blood is surging.

Sitting on the ground, Ji Hao is like a weathered stone. As long as there is a gentle gust of wind, it will turn into dust and be blown away without a trace.

However, when Li Jialan was pushed out of the emergency room, Ji Hao's face was injected with sunlight again, even if the sunlight was like a projection reflected back after the sunlight hit the iceberg.

She is still alive, isn't she? As long as she is alive, nothing else matters to him. If you lose a child, they will have it in the future.

When Li Jialan woke up in the ward, the first thing she saw was Ji Hao standing in the sun. The sun actively squeezed in through the window, and his face, because of the backlight, looks hazy and dazzling at this moment.

Seeing that Li Jialan woke up, Ji Hao opened the insulation bucket by the bed, his lips were perfect like petals, smiled strongly, and said gently to Li Jialan, "This is the soup I asked the servant to make. It has been warm all the time. I'll wait for you to wake up and feed you."

Li Jialan looked at Ji Hao in front of him, as if he had been thinning overnight. His skin was as pale as faded petals, his eyes were extremely dark and dark, and there was only a touch of bright color on his lips, which made him still look handsome and shocking.

Li Jialan's heart was severely colic, and her blood-flowing heart seemed to dry up in an instant. Sadly, the black hole was gently blow in, empty and scattered, dark and silent, nothing, as silent as death.

Does she know what she has lost?

Before the day, she watched another woman lose her fetus, and now it's her turn. The difference is that the woman didn't want it, and she was willing to accept the birth of the child, but she still lost him tragically. Once she was still fantasizing about crowning his surname with the surname of the Li family, but now..., everything is gone, leaving only empty sadness and disappointment...

"We will still have children... and there will be several, the first one surnamed Li..." Ji Hao poured the chicken soup into the bowl, gently scooped a spoonful of soup with a bone porcelain spoon, slightly breathed, lowered its temperature, and then handed it to Li Jialan's lips and waited for her to drink it with a smile.

Hearing Ji Hao's words, Li Jialan seemed to have been stabbed suddenly, and her face suddenly pale and almost transparent! There were also big crystal tears slid out of Li Jialan's eyes and rolled down her pale cheeks all the way. She wripped her dry lips, opened her mouth and sucked the spoonful of chicken soup into her mouth.

A drop of chicken soup slipped out of the corners of her mouth. Ji Hao put down his bowl and took a handkerchief to wipe the corners of Li Jialan's lips. When his warm fingertips touched Li Jialan's face, Li Jialan suddenly collapsed and rushed into Ji Hao's arms, and then suppressed it. Her body trembled like dead leaves trembling in the cold wind. She was trying her best to control her eyes. Tears, her sadness, don't want to let vulnerability flow so freely.

"Cry, you really need to cry well." Ji Hao hugged Li Jialan and gently stroked her back. Too many emotions were suppressed in her heart and could not be relieved. It was like a rotten poison. Finally, it eroded all her tenacity and gave her the strongest destruction. At that time, she wanted to stand up, but she could not beat the fragments.