Childish Flower

24

Mu Jin struggled to stand up, but his legs seemed to be emptied, so that he couldn't get any strength.

    Accompanied by a strange sharp pain in the bottom of the abdomen, some warm liquid slowly flowed out of the body along the legs and dripped onto the marble slab.

    Broke the water?

    Mu Jin was stunned for a few seconds to realize this. He was so frightened that he wanted to yell for help, but opened his mouth only to let out a little broken groan.

    The helpless gaze swept around and saw the decorative crystal flower stands on the side of the road.

    He supported the heavy body with his hands, gritted his teeth and endured the worsening abdominal pain, slowly moved to the side of the road, and exerted all his strength to push.

    Accompanied by the loud noise of the crystal flower stand collapsing, several loud dog barks came from the room.

    The pain in his abdomen was still worsening, as if he was about to pull out all the organs in his body mercilessly, but Mu Jin sighed in relief.

    His vision became blurred, and he couldn't hold on anymore, his hands were protecting his stomach, and he fell on the cold floor.

    Mu Jin had been in a daze. From the moment she was found fainted in the backyard by Aunt Chen, until she was sent to the ambulance, her eyes had not been opened. The cold sweat had soaked her whole body, and only the broken groan indicated a little bit of anger.

    He only felt that his body was very light, and his soul seemed to be floating away from the body, as if being led by something, moving in an unknown direction.

    The surrounding area was quiet and dumb, and the end of the distance was glowing with warm and soft light. Mu Jin instinctively wanted to approach like light, as if there was no pain or loneliness at the end.

    When she was within reach, Mu Jin was suddenly pulled back by some force, and the sharp and intense pain burst out of her body, as if she was about to tear Mu Jin's thin body in half with bare hands.

    Mu Jin raised her head in pain, and couldn't help letting out a scream. Her hair was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to her face indiscriminately, shaking violently as she struggled violently.

    His eyes were half-open, the bottom of his eyes was slightly glowing with crystal clear liquid, and the surgical lamp hung above the operating table above his head. The bright light made him dizzy.

    He has been put on loose medical clothes, and the towering abdomen is covered by a large piece of light blue cloth. He can't see the condition of his lower body. He can only feel the warm liquid coming from his body between his legs. It flows out from the inside, but there is no interruption in a small thread.

    Several doctors in sterile gowns were gathered around the operating table and wearing masks. Only their frowning brows could be seen. It seemed that they were in a bad condition.

    Mu Jin's face was pale and bloodless, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something. Even if he was wearing an oxygen mask, he could only breathe out and had difficulty breathing.

    "Doctor..." Mu Jin gritted her teeth, her chest was cold, and whispered softly, "My...family came?"

    The doctor beside him nodded and motioned for the nurse to go out and call for someone. After a while , Madam Mu walked in wearing a white sterile gown.

    The mask covered her delicate face, leaving only a pair of eyes that were red and swollen from crying.

    The son struggled in pain and helplessly on the delivery bed, his chest was faintly ups and downs, his breath was turbulent, and the blood from his lower body trickled out of his body like a stream, with vitality and life passing by.

    "Mom, has Tianchen come back?" Mu Jin's tone was slow, but gentle, her eyes were like morning dawn, with a slight expectation.

    He was in so much pain, his consciousness was about to collapse, like a huge wave swallowing his body, there was no end, and the end of the pain could not be seen.

    When a person is most vulnerable, he will want even a little comfort to support him from falling.

    Mu Jin really wanted Gao Tianchen to accompany him, firmly holding his hand, gently wiping the sweat off his face, and giving himself comfort and encouragement.

    "Xiao Jin... I have already notified him," Madam Mu said while sobbing, "He is very anxious, he is about to rush back, he should be on the plane by now."

    Mu Jin's eyes slowly drooped and his eyebrows were lowered. Fucked tightly, his clear eyes were stained with sadness, and a trace of coldness gradually engulfed his heart.

    "I have no strength..." The child in his belly was restless, struggling to come out, but Mu Jin couldn't exert any strength to push.

    His body was originally weak and weak, without Alpha pheromone to relieve pain, and the load on his heart couldn't stand it.

    "Mom, take medicine... take the child... out..." Mu Jin's eyes were pale and a little dim, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly, with a smile of relief, and her tone was flat and gentle.

    Madam Mu was sobbing silently, covering her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks, soaking a large area of ​​the mask.

    She wanted to shook her head and refused, and wanted her son to try harder again, but the doctor said that the fetal position was not correct, and the mother was weak, and the delivery was basically a fantasy.

    Looking at the flesh and blood flowing out of her son's lower body and the undulating belly, only she knew what Mu Jin's decision meant.

    Mu Jin is naturally allergic to anesthetics. Injection of anesthetics will cause serious disorders and weakening of his pheromone, which will be very life-threatening.

    "Mom..." Her mother was struggling, and Mu Jin tried to pick up her loose consciousness, begging weakly.

    His heart was very blocked, and the pain was like a beast, tearing his flesh and blood with sharp fangs, and his strength was lost with the blood in his lower body.

    The body has reached its limit...

    Mrs . Mu finally nodded, and Mu Jin collapsed completely on the delivery bed without strength. His half-open eyes were as clear as before, and there was a ray of joy in the eyes, and both hands were hanging weakly. On his side.