Mo Ran knew that Gu Yixuan had given up on her.
In the following days, Gu Yixuan never appeared again, and each day, she was taken care of by an indifferent nursing aide.
Mo Yan had visited once, simply staring at her quietly, without saying a word.
She sat for a while and then left, neither of them had spoken.
Mo Ran could feel that Mo Yan was very angry, very disappointed in her, but she didn’t know what had made Mo Yan so angry and disappointed with her.
She no longer had the energy to think so much; at this point, even if the whole world abandoned her, she wouldn’t feel anything.
Tang Song still hadn’t woken up, and Mo Ran had visited him once.
Through the glass window of the intensive care unit, she saw Tang Song lying weakly on the bed, wearing an oxygen mask.
No matter what, he was still alive, and that was more important than anything else.
It was only after she woke up that Mo Ran found out that she had had a miscarriage after passing out. She’d been in a coma for two whole days before waking up.
If it had only been a miscarriage, the physical harm wouldn’t have been that great. But she had also lost a lot of blood, so during the miscarriage, she nearly died from excessive blood loss.
Fortunately, she was saved, but her body was very weak.
Having stayed in the hospital for three or four days, she still felt her palms had no strength. Follow current novels on NoveI★Fire.net
When she looked in the mirror in the morning, she could also see her face, pale and devoid of color. She had lost a lot of weight, her eye sockets were somewhat bruised, and combined with her pale complexion, she looked like a female ghost.
She believed anyone seeing her would feel terrified.
Mo Ran chuckled at herself sarcastically. Did she still care about what others thought?
After all, no one cared about her anymore.
Sitting blankly on the hospital bed, she thought about a lot of things. She knew she had to talk to Gu Yixuan.
She needed to clarify what happened, not to seek his forgiveness, but just to say sorry to him, to tell him that she didn’t mean to lose the child.
After thinking for a long time, she finally decided to give him a call.
She borrowed a phone from the hospital, dialed the number she knew by heart, and the phone rang for a while before being answered.
"Hello," Gu Yixuan’s deep voice came from the other end, and on hearing his voice again, Mo Ran felt a sense of unreality.
"Hello... it’s me..."
As soon as she started to speak, he hung up the phone.
Mo Ran was stunned for a long time before she realized he had hung up on her, he didn’t want to hear her voice.