Su Zhehan hugged his son gently, "Xia Xi... Auntie is willing to save your life, so you must not break her heart in the future, okay?"

Su Ruiheng remained silent and did not answer for a long time.

Su Zhehan looked down at himself, two pairs of similar eyes looking at each other.

"It's not like I asked her to save me. I don't care about it." Su Ruiheng said nonchalantly.

Su Zhehan said very seriously, "If you hurt her heart, Daddy will never forgive you in his lifetime."

Those childish black eyes were full of surprise. It was the first time that his father had said such cruel words to him. Although he was only 7 years old, he understood enough that that woman, to his father...

.very important!

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Two days later, Xia Xi performed a blood transfusion on Xiao Heng in the hospital.

When the blood flowing out of her body flowed into Xiao Heng's body, she felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart. At least, she could save her son.

Just the gushing of blood made her feel more and more tired, and she felt groggy. When the blood transfusion was finally completed, with the help of the nurse, she went to the temporary ward to rest, and she was hooked up to an intravenous drip.

He fell asleep directly.

In her sleep, she seemed to be lying on the cold delivery table again. After experiencing heartbreaking pain, she did not hear the baby's cry, and the person who delivered the baby said to her expressionlessly, "

The child was born stillborn."

Stillbirth?...

At that time, she thought that maybe this was really God's will. God had made her and Su Zhehan no longer have anything to do with each other, so they allowed their child to die in her belly.

Then in a daze, she seemed to see Nan Ting again. Nan Ting smiled and said to her, "Xia Xi, you must be happy."

Happy, but if he is not here, how can she still be happy?

In a daze, Nan Ting turned around, as if he was going to leave her.

"Don't..." She reached out subconsciously, wanting to grab Nan Ting, not wanting him to leave, "No, don't leave me... don't..."

Then vaguely, she seemed to have grabbed Nan Ting's hand, and a gentle voice said in her ear, "Xixi, I will never leave you, never, never..."

.”

Will he never leave her? She felt relieved and a smile appeared on her lips, "We will never... be separated, Nan Ting..."

The murmuring voice whispered the name in her deep sleep, but she didn't know that at this moment, beside her hospital bed, when Su Zhehan heard the word "Nanting" uttered in her mouth, his expression changed.

It was as if my body was frozen, and my body was chilled to the bone.

She just called Nan Ting's name, which meant that it was Nan Ting who she didn't want to leave.

Even in her sleep, was it Gong Nanting that she dreamed about?

A feeling of jealousy surged out of his chest, so strong that he could hardly contain it.

He had always thought that when she married Gong Nanting, she kept saying that she loved Gong Nanting. Maybe she just wanted to repay Gong Nanting for saving her life, or she wanted to make him angry.

But until this moment, when she still shouted Gong Nanting's name in her sleep, he suddenly realized that maybe she really didn't love him anymore, maybe she really loved him as she said.

Gong Nanting.

His hand held her hand firmly, and that incomplete right hand would never be complete again.
Chapter completed!