Chapter 450 (1/2)

The little hand in the palm moved, and the soft touch stuck to his face.

Leng Yihuang heard a soft voice calling him: ”husband...”

He looked up in surprise and saw that Lin Xiaomi had opened his eyes: ”baby, are you awake? How do you feel, isn't it uncomfortable? ”

Lin Xiaomi shook his head, looked at his scarlet eyes, eyes are also a red: ”husband, is the baby still there?”

Are you still there?

It's still there.

It's just that I don't know if they are destined to continue to be parents next second.

Forced down the sour heart, Leng Yihuang mouth hook out a smile: ”the baby is still, you can rest assured.”

Lin Xiaomi also laughed, but it was more painful than crying.

Small hand rubbed his handsome face, voice choked hoarse way: ”husband, I'm sorry, you don't sad, OK?”? We'll have another... ”

In fact, she knew everything, even if he didn't tell her anything.

But she knew that she couldn't keep the baby.

The baby is in her stomach, she is sensitive.

The man who has been struggling with his emotions, suddenly some collapse.

Junyan was buried in her soft palm. After a while, she felt wet.

He is really useless. At this moment, he has no way to protect their baby, but she has to comfort him.

”Baby, it's all my fault. I'm useless. I can't protect you.”

Lin Xiaomi sobbed softly.

Wen Xiaoxiao stood outside the door, across the glass, watching the two vulnerable parents in the ward holding together, crying out.

She was also very upset.

No matter what kind of resentment and purpose adults have, children are innocent after all.

This is a life. We can't just let it go.

She suddenly thought of the old man Weng who saw her yesterday.

The doctor the night before yesterday didn't check out the smell of Safflower on her. After a whole night, Weng smelled it all at once.

Later, she heard granny Sheng say that old Weng could be regarded as an expert in the world.

He is a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine who has money but can't get it.

Will Weng be able to save the baby?

With this idea, Wen Xiaoxiao didn't dare to delay for a moment. When she got out of the hospital, she immediately called Mrs. Sheng to contact Mr. Weng.

Mr. Weng is almost eighty years old. If it wasn't for Mr. Sheng's face, he would not have come.

Wen Xiaoxiao is anxiously waiting outside the hospital.

When Weng got out of the car, her eyes were red.

”Grandfather Weng is really sorry to let you run at such an old age, but my friend is really in danger. The hospital has given a notice and the child can't be saved. It's a small life. Please help it.”

Weng old light a smile: ”you this wench, cry of do what, don't know to still think want abortion of is you, wait for me to see, confirm can't save, you cry again also have time.”

”Not yet.”

”Yes, yes.”

Wen Xiaoxiao sniffed and stroked Weng into the elevator.

They are also followed by a beautiful young woman, in her curious eyes looked past, the other side also gave her a faint smile.

When they break into the ward, Leng Yihuang is lying on the bed, gently holding Lin Xiaomi in his arms, big hands on her abdomen, two people quietly cuddle up, suffering waiting for the child to leave.