At this moment, Chong Tiange stood still, his whole body exuded a solemn and cold aura, as if it was not a human, but a Shura demon from hell.

After hearing his words, even the obstetrics and gynecology director who had delivered no less than a thousand newborns was stunned, because he had never heard of such an incredible, cruel and ruthless request, and was to his own women and his own children!

"What are you still standing there? Hurry up, once the sheep | water becomes turbid and the uterus is deficient in oxygen, the fetus will suffocate! How do you read books!"

In extreme shock and panic, the director had to curse his assistant a few times, and then picked up the scalpel tremblingly.

Without anesthetic injection, it means that every next cut on Ye Yingning's body would be able to experience the terrifying pain!

The blade slid across the abdomen. Because of the characteristics of the muscle tissue, it was not cut open with one knife. Sweat continued to fall on the director's face, and the assistant beside him had to wipe it desperately.

One, two strokes... five strokes before he cut a knife.

At this time, Ye Yingning, who had not said a word, fainted again... The instruments beside her made a "beep beep" sound, and all the data of vital signs were changing rapidly in a bad direction.

"The patient is in shock!"

"Hurry up and get adrenaline, and vasoconstrictor drugs!"

"Potassium ions, supplement potassium ions!"

"Blood pressure, blood pressure..."

"Hurry! The sheep|water membrane sac has been opened, suck it out quickly!"

Soon, a sound of liquid flowing came from Ye Yingning's legs, and the doctor had already made an incision on her uterus and prepared to squeeze.

Chong Tiange stood in the same place, and he seemed to be unable to hear anything or see anything.

The whole world was shaking slowly in front of his eyes, as if he was on the turbulent deck, and he felt dizzy.

Raising his hand, he squeezed his eyebrows desperately, trying to restore his vision to normal.

One minute, two minutes...

The gaze in front of him gradually returned to the focal length, and Chong Tiange shook his head fiercely, feeling like he was weak after a hangover. He vaguely saw a midwife fixing Ye Yingning's uterus to prevent it from retracting back to the abdominal cavity. Then, the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department used a pair of delivery forceps to gently drag a bloody mass from Ye Yingning's body.

"Spray anti-inflammatory powder... After injection, 10ml of pituitary lobular root... hurry up and suture the incision, pay attention to the blood pressure and heartbeat of the mother!"

The director of obstetrics and gynecology quickly moved out of position and ordered another doctor beside him to suture the uterine incision for Ye Yingning. He held the newborn baby and walked towards Chongtiange with a sweat on his face.

"Congratulations, congratulations! It's a boy, I'll leave it to the nurse first... Hey, why haven't this kid cried yet..."

After the director finished speaking, he quickly changed his position, held the child's feet and slapped his butt twice.

The child struggled a few times, but still didn't cry. He opened his mouth and his face was already red.

If you don’t cry, something will happen. The director suddenly became anxious and slapped twice in the face.

"Ha, he must know that his mother doesn't want him anymore. What's the point of crying or not..."

Chong Tiange said coldly, staring at the ball of flesh in the director's hand, and saw that his body was pink, blood stained on it, a piece of umbilical cord, the fetus on his head was so slight, and his facial features were wrinkled, like a monkey, and his specific appearance could not be seen at all.

Perhaps because he was touched by his words, the child kicked his little foot twice, then flattened his mouth, and finally started to breathe independently, and then started crying loudly, with an extremely loud voice.

"If you don't make a sound, you'll make a splash, young man!"

The director was startled and hugged the child in his hand tightly, handed it to the delivery nurse waiting aside, and asked her to carry it to the shower.

"Director, Director! The mother is bleeding! She is almost unable to stop it! Come and take a look!"

Suddenly, behind him, the doctor was yelling from the incision. The director was shocked and quickly turned back to rescue Ye Yingning.

Chong Tiange was still standing there blankly, dazed, and had not fully reacted so far. So far, what had happened.

However, the strong bloody smell between the nose cannot be removed...

****

It seems that a person staggered in the desert for too long, his limbs were sore and swollen, his throat was thirsty, and his small abdomen became empty and painful.

When Ye Yingning opened her eyes, she subconsciously raised her hand. Unfortunately, when the palm of her hand touched her stomach, she suddenly remembered that the child had been born with a belly cut.

For a moment, I can't say what it feels like.

Her life, which had been stationed in her body for eight months, was pulled out alive, both psychologically and physically, mothers were a little unbearable.

When the doctor cut the first cut on her belly, she felt it. The pain was not something that ordinary people could bear.

When she was in shock, the director secretly ordered her to secretly inject anesthetic injection into her. So, during the subsequent abdominal dissection, she was only conscious and could feel the feeling of cutting flesh with a knife and sewing the next needle, but the flesh was numb and did not hurt.

After the operation, she shed a lot of blood. If the blood transfusion was not timely enough, the rescue would be very professional, and Ye Yingning would have died long ago.

But at this moment, she realized that she was still alive, and she was only tired but not lucky.

Child, what about the child?

Turning his head and not seeing the baby in the swagger by the bed, Ye Yingning suddenly became anxious.

In the luxurious ward, there was no one except her.

Although she wanted to die, she wanted to see the piece of meat that fell from her body!

Regardless of the needle on the back of her hand, Ye Yingning tried to move her body with difficulty, but the effect of the anesthetic had subsided. At this moment, the wound in her abdomen was hurting severely, and she could not get out of bed at all.

"Is anyone? Is anyone?"

As soon as she said that, she was startled by her hoarse voice, but at this moment she didn't care about this, so she had to shout loudly outside the ward over and over again.

I don’t know how many times I shouted, but someone gently pushed open the door.

Ye Yingning's forehead was covered with sweat. She saw clearly who the person was. She fell on the hospital bed with great strength, gasping for breath.

"Child...child...let me take a look..."

She said intermittently, swallowing, licking her dry lips.

The man stood in the middle of the ward and did not lean over, silently answering her.

"Let me see the baby! I want to feed..."

No nurse came to prescribe milk for Ye Yingning. Her blade hurt so much, and her heavy chest was also very painful.

"There are no more children. The child was born and did not live. Because the sheep | water is turbid, the child is deficient in your uterus and dies."

Chong Tiange said calmly, expressionless and painless, as if he was talking to her about the life and death of a kitten and puppy.

Ye Yingning turned his head and looked at him, but he didn't react to what he said for a moment.

After a few seconds of stunnedness, the word "dead" rumbling in her mind like thunder!

Dead?! Her child is dead?!

"You say it again..."

Ye Yingning said in a trembling voice, looking at Chong Tiange in disbelief.

He flew over like a cheetah, grabbed her face, and shouted loudly: "Yes, I'm dead! You don't want him! You don't want to live! It's all you, you!"

ps:3 update is over, and this month we will strive to update 3 chapters every day, and updates will be made from time to time.

But next month, Damian will focus on the new book "Sheng Marry", and the update of this book may be reduced to 2 chapters per day. In fact, I think the 2 chapters are not bad!

After all, I have already written this, the conflict is getting more intense, slow work produces meticulous work, and the relationship is more delicate!
Chapter completed!