She had to repay the debts she owed, the debts to Gu Yixuan, and the debts to her child.
Mo Ran finally opened her eyes faintly.
The first thing she saw was not the harsh white walls but the brooding eyes of Gu Yixuan.
Looking into his eyes, Mo Ran’s heart was shaken. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel·fiɾe·net
In his eyes, there was too much anger, sorrow, and despair. She didn’t know how a person’s eyes could bear so many intense emotions.
Had she really hurt him that deeply? So much that it made him so heartbroken and desperate...
She looked at him, and he looked back at her. Neither spoke, nor blinked.
Not knowing how long they had looked at each other, Gu Yixuan suddenly turned and walked out of the ward without looking back.
Mo Ran lowered her eyes dimly, thinking he must truly hate her now. Not even deigning to speak to her.
Her hand subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, which no longer felt pregnant.
The child was really gone...
After a while, doctors and nurses came in to check on her.
She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse, "Doctor, how is my friend Tang Song’s condition?"
Gu Yixuan had just reached the door to the ward when he heard these words.
The first person she was concerned about after waking up from a brush with death was not anyone else, not her deceased child, but Tang Song.
The last bit of light in Gu Yixuan’s eyes vanished.
Mo Ran also saw him, met his expressionless face, and for some reason, she felt very afraid.
It seemed as if a long chasm had suddenly grown between them, forever separating them.
The man merely glanced at her indifferently before turning away, as though they were strangers.
Mo Ran watched his retreating figure, feeling an indescribable ache in her heart.
"Don’t worry, your friend is going to be fine; he’s still in a coma. But why didn’t you mention you were pregnant when you were donating blood? Oh, it’s indeed a pity, your child... is gone. However, don’t be too sad. You’re still young. You can have another baby..."
She didn’t absorb much of what the doctor said.
All she knew was that Tang Song was alright, but her child was gone.
Mo Ran slowly closed her eyes, feeling so tired, drained in both body and soul. She didn’t want to think about anything; she just wanted to close her eyes and sleep, not facing anything.
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