Love You To The Bones

When Shen Zichuan arrived at the municipal hospital, it rained heavily. The rumbling thunder and lightning seemed to tear open the night sky. At the same time, there was the anxious sound made by the doctor when rescuing Fang Yanrong

"Come on, inform the blood bank to prepare Rh blood bag!"

"The patient's heartbeat is slow. Prepare oxygen machine and electric shock therapy instrument, fast!"

As soon as Shen Zichuan got close to the operating room, she heard Zhao Li crying and screaming, "How could it... How could it be! My poor Rong Rong, open your eyes and see if your mother is OK? Doctor, please, save my Rong Rong. She is still so young and has just celebrated her 23rd birthday. I am such a biological baby daughter. Please, as long as I can save my Rong Rong, no matter how much it costs!"

Fang Yanrong was in shock.

After being raped by several gangsters in the parking lot, the brain suffered a huge impact and hung on the operating table for a day and a night. Due to excessive blood loss, it couldn't support it. The hospital successively issued several critical notices.

The empty walkway, the rapid footsteps came and stopped beside Zhao Li. The man's tall, straight and cold body shook unsteadily, "Yanrong will be fine!"

Zhao Li cried very sad. She was awakened by a thunder. The light on her head fell on her well maintained round face. Her face was haggard and bleak.

Just raised his head and saw Shen Zichuan, as if he saw the only life-saving straw. He rushed over and grabbed Shen Zichuan's arm, and tears rolled down.

"Zichuan, you have such a good relationship with song Zijian. Ask him to arrange more best doctors and experts to save my Rong Rong! Rong Rong is obedient and has never offended anyone. How can she be so terrible hurt?

Zichuan, tell me, did Xiaoran find someone to hurt my Rongrong? Yes, it must be her, she must be jealous of Rongrong's relationship with you, and the woman you love is Rongrong... God, what evil did I do? I took her home from the welfare home as my own daughter and worked hard to raise her for 26 years. That's how she thanked me?

Fang Xiaoran, you ungrateful little bitch, you can't die if you treat my face like this! "

Zhao Li burst into tears and shouted hysterically. The empty corridor on the whole floor was full of her sharp curses.

Shen Zichuan slowly lowered his head and handed Zhao Li a clean paper towel. "Aunt Zhao, don't worry, I will never let Yanrong have an accident!"

At this time, the doctor opened the door and came out anxiously, "Mr. Shen, the Rh blood bag given to miss Yanrong in the hospital is not enough. It almost needs 400cc. What do you think to do?"

This blood type, commonly known as panda blood, is very rare.

The hospital has hundreds of doctors and nurses, but none of them is Rh blood group.

Even if you want to donate blood to Fang Yanrong, you can't start.

Shen Zichuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he pondered for less than three seconds, "how long does it take?"

"Within an hour, the sooner the better!"

"Yes."

Shen Zichuan nodded faintly, strode his slender legs and pushed the door in. He looked through the glass window at Fang Yanrong, who was silent on the operating table. He was staggering. His slender big hand was raised to the eyebrow bone, blocking the three-dimensional facial features and the sudden surge of moisture from the corners of his eyes.

As far as he knows, among the people he knows, those with Rh blood group are very rare. Fang Xiaoran happens to be.

Since Fang Yanrong is trampled to death by Fang Xiaoran, it's fair to let Fang Xiaoran donate blood!

……

The heavy rain poured down like a waterfall, and the rumbling thunder and lightning seemed to tear open the night sky.

Fang Xiaoran is holding her stomach in pain. Her hair is messy and stuck to her lips. She is angry if she can't open her eyes. She whispers sadly, "Zichuan, it's not me,... I didn't hurt Yan. Don't hurt my child. He's also your child!"

Someone bent down, held her hand and comforted her in her ear, "don't be nervous, it's okay, the child in your stomach is fine..."

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Xiaoran moaned bitterly, and a lot of blood gushed out of her lower body.

Child, my child, who will save him?!

……

"Oh... It hurts!"

A sudden stabbing pain hit her abdomen. Fang Xiaoran woke up from her dream in a cold sweat.

When she woke up, through the French window, she noticed that it was dark, stormy, mixed with lightning and thunder, which could frighten people.

She slowly took back her sight and swept to an empty white. She remembered that this was the VIP ward of the hospital and the sad nightmare just now. Her heart suddenly contracted into a ball and was out of breath.

During the palace cleaning operation that day, the doctor looked at the small embryo soaked in the container and said with regret: Miss Fang, it's a pity that it's a very healthy boy.

If it weren't for her powerlessness, the child should still be in her stomach and stay well.

After October pregnancy, he will be able to mature and meet her smoothly.

But now——

The child is gone, and his biological father has done it alive!

Shen Zichuan, the murderer of her child, she wants to leave him far away.

Every time I see him, my heart hurts a little more.

She won't see him again, never again!

Fang Xiaoran remembered that the ward was arranged by Shen Zichuan. Her face turned white, suddenly lifted off the white quilt, barefoot and jumped out of bed in panic, as if there were terrible floods and beasts behind her.

"Madam, what's the matter with you? Mr. Shen has explained. When you wake up, I'll feed you some nutritious soup."

After cleaning the bathroom, sister-in-law Li came out and noticed that Fang Xiaoran looked wrong. She thought she was afraid of lightning and thunder. She hurriedly pulled her back to bed, wrapped her trembling thin body in a quilt, and read it painfully, "You're weak. It's getting cold again. Don't catch a cold. Recently, Mr. Shen doesn't know whether he has changed sex or something else. He comes from the company several times a day to take care of you... Madam, Mr. Shen is handsome, powerful and has a lot of women who want to be posted. Doesn't miss Yanrong also mean that? Thanks to her, she's still your own sister.

If Mr. Shen changes his mind, don't be angry and live a good life with him! Bah... Madam, I'm sorry, I'm talkative. "

Fang Xiaoran sat on the bed with her knees in her hands, shook her swollen head, closed her eyes and sighed softly, "Sister Li, you don't understand. If he has me in his heart, what does Yanrong count?"

It turned out that the only tenderness in the dream came not from Xiao Jingcheng, but from Shen Zichuan's masterpiece.

But... So what?

Between her and him, there is an innocent little life of the baby. In any case, she can't forgive him.

Sister-in-law Li brought nutritional soup and carefully fed Fang Xiaoran.

She tastelessly opened her mouth and drank. After drinking less than half a bowl, she no longer had an appetite. She slipped down weakly. She lay soft back in bed, and her brain was foggy. "Sister Li, go out first. I want to be quiet."

Sister Li "Ai" and left the ward with light hands and feet.

The door of the ward suddenly opened and closed again. With the roar of thunder and the sound of men's calm but angry footsteps, it stopped by Fang Xiaoran's bed from far to near.

A quick cold current rushed to Fang Xiaoran's face, forcing her to turn her face around, slowly open her eyes, and vaguely stare at the sudden man.

Shen Zichuan, the man she loves in her heart!

Thunder and lightning outside the window, the rain mixed with the wind, mercilessly washed and patted the window, making a terrible sound.

But no matter how terrible it is, it can't compare with the horror that the man in front of her brings to Fang Xiaoran at the moment.

Fang Xiaoran thought the light was too dazzling, leaving only an orange desk lamp at the head of the bed. In the dim light, she quietly looked at Shen Zichuan. She was very poor in spirit, her face was tired and gloomy, her eyes and face were stained with a light cyan black, her chest fluctuated violently up and down, and her whole body seemed to contain an uncontrollable anger.

Staring at her, her eyes were cold and cruel, and she looked eager to kill her immediately.

Time is minute by minute.

Fang Xiaoran looked at him and wanted to chop her immediately. She stood still and confronted him without showing weakness.

The man gnashed his teeth. "Yan Rong is dying. Are you satisfied?"

Bearing the bitter pain in her heart, Fang Xiaoran said nothing and returned to him in silence.