C11 (1/2)

Who was shaking her?

She was too tired to wake up.

”Wake up, wake up!”

”What do we do? What if we can't drink the medicine?”

”The amniotic fluid is broken. If I don't wake up now, the child will suffocate in my stomach.”

Child!

Was she not dead?

A burst of intense pain in his stomach seemed to have sensed something, as if it was trying to rouse Shen Qingyi's consciousness.

Shen Qingyi suddenly mustered her strength from who knows where, and for the sake of that little life in her stomach that she had yet to see the world, she used all of her strength.

Ah!” A hoarse roar came from the room.

”Wow …”

Accompanying the child's cries, Shen Qingyi opened his eyes.

”Child, my child!”

Shen Qingyi wanted to reach out and touch that young life form, but he found that he couldn't even move a single finger.

The old woman beside him picked up the child expressionlessly and turned to leave.

”Where are you going?”

Shen Qingyi's heart was in a panic, he wanted to stop the person who was walking far away, but he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse and he couldn't make a sound.

”Don't go! Stop, stop! ”Cough, cough, cough …”

After being dyed in blood for half the night, Shen Qingyi exhausted all of his strength, yet he was still unable to get up.

”He Sinan, He Sinan begs you, don't kill my child, can you hear me … ”Please …”

Shen Qingyi's tears fell and the veins on the back of his hands tightened as he prayed again and again.

It was unknown if the heavens had really heard her call.

The sound of steady footsteps came from the door.

Shen Qingyi saw the person who stood against the light, and immediately became agitated: ”He Sinan, give the child back to me!”

Only after the figure walked a few steps forward, did Shen Qingyi clearly see He Sinan's face. It was calm and indifferent, as if the warmth he had shown her in the past few months was all because of her daydreams.

Shen Qingyi's heart skipped a beat and it went as cold as ice.

The pain made her teeth tremble, and her hair was completely wet with sweat. It was as if she had been fished out of the water.

She gritted her teeth as her convulsed hands tightly grabbed onto the corner of He Sinan's clothes, and started to pray.