Chapter 154
Chapter 154
In the afternoon, Mu Ru's stomach began to have a faint pain. She knew that the abortion pill should have taken effect. Presumably, her child was about to leave her, right?
She looked at the fish pond in front of the window, finally turned around, and quietly returned to this single bed where no one knew who lived there, and lay down. The gray sheets and quilt cover were purely masculine, cold and stiff, with a little warmth nothing.
The abdominal pain gradually became clearer. She covered her abdomen with her hands and looked around the room. The room was so simple and simple. Except for the bed, there were only bedside tables and a simple wardrobe.
Wardrobe?
Her eyes stayed there for a while, then she got up enduring the pain, went to the closet, opened the zipper, only to find that there were clothes inside, but they were all men's.
She picked out a white men's pure cotton T-shirt and laid it flat on the bed sheet. Although the child hadn't been in her womb for a long time, she probably hadn't formed yet, but she still wanted to give the child a white and pure world.
The light outside the window was getting darker and she couldn't see anything gradually, and her abdomen was getting more and more painful, as if something was rolling inside.
Pain, the pain of pulling and pulling, as if a force is grabbing something and pulling it down, and another force is trying to resist this pulling force, so it seems to be a tug-of-war between you and me.
Mu Ru knew that this was because the child in her womb was unwilling to come down and wanted to use her last ounce of strength to fight against the effects of the medicine. This was due to human instinct. Even a fetus in the womb would know how to resist rights and destiny.
However, the child resisted the effect of the drug, and the final result was that she was sweating profusely in pain, her hands were clenched into fists, and she couldn't bear it and couldn't hold on, so she could only keep rolling on the bed.
"Baby," she cried with tears streaming down her face, holding her belly with both hands, and begged in a low voice: "Baby, Mommy knows you don't want to go, Mommy knows you want to live a good life, Mommy I know you love Mommy, and you are reluctant to be separated from Mommy, but baby, this is not a decision that Mommy can make alone, but baby, it's not that your mom doesn't love you, but that she doesn't have that I have the ability to protect you, baby, please, forgive Mommy, okay? Mommy is really powerless to protect you, baby..."
I don't know if the child in her stomach heard her crying and begging, but after she cried and cried, the pain in her stomach gradually eased, and gradually disappeared.
Mu Ru wiped the sweat off her forehead with her hands, lay on the bed, and wiped away her tears on the pillow. At this time, because her stomach no longer hurts, she suddenly wondered whether the medicine she took would not work. ?If the medicine fails, will the child in her womb be saved?
However, she knew that her idea was purely whimsical, because when she was struggling to sit up, she suddenly felt a warm liquid coming from her lower body.
She immediately gritted her teeth, got up and got out of bed, and fumbled to switch on the light switch on the wall. When she turned her head, she found that the white cotton T-shirt on the bed was already stained with blood of red flowers.
And the child in her womb obviously couldn't be kept.
She looked at the fish pond in front of the window, finally turned around, and quietly returned to this single bed where no one knew who lived there, and lay down. The gray sheets and quilt cover were purely masculine, cold and stiff, with a little warmth nothing.
The abdominal pain gradually became clearer. She covered her abdomen with her hands and looked around the room. The room was so simple and simple. Except for the bed, there were only bedside tables and a simple wardrobe.
Wardrobe?
Her eyes stayed there for a while, then she got up enduring the pain, went to the closet, opened the zipper, only to find that there were clothes inside, but they were all men's.
She picked out a white men's pure cotton T-shirt and laid it flat on the bed sheet. Although the child hadn't been in her womb for a long time, she probably hadn't formed yet, but she still wanted to give the child a white and pure world.
The light outside the window was getting darker and she couldn't see anything gradually, and her abdomen was getting more and more painful, as if something was rolling inside.
Pain, the pain of pulling and pulling, as if a force is grabbing something and pulling it down, and another force is trying to resist this pulling force, so it seems to be a tug-of-war between you and me.
Mu Ru knew that this was because the child in her womb was unwilling to come down and wanted to use her last ounce of strength to fight against the effects of the medicine. This was due to human instinct. Even a fetus in the womb would know how to resist rights and destiny.
However, the child resisted the effect of the drug, and the final result was that she was sweating profusely in pain, her hands were clenched into fists, and she couldn't bear it and couldn't hold on, so she could only keep rolling on the bed.
"Baby," she cried with tears streaming down her face, holding her belly with both hands, and begged in a low voice: "Baby, Mommy knows you don't want to go, Mommy knows you want to live a good life, Mommy I know you love Mommy, and you are reluctant to be separated from Mommy, but baby, this is not a decision that Mommy can make alone, but baby, it's not that your mom doesn't love you, but that she doesn't have that I have the ability to protect you, baby, please, forgive Mommy, okay? Mommy is really powerless to protect you, baby..."
I don't know if the child in her stomach heard her crying and begging, but after she cried and cried, the pain in her stomach gradually eased, and gradually disappeared.
Mu Ru wiped the sweat off her forehead with her hands, lay on the bed, and wiped away her tears on the pillow. At this time, because her stomach no longer hurts, she suddenly wondered whether the medicine she took would not work. ?If the medicine fails, will the child in her womb be saved?
However, she knew that her idea was purely whimsical, because when she was struggling to sit up, she suddenly felt a warm liquid coming from her lower body.
She immediately gritted her teeth, got up and got out of bed, and fumbled to switch on the light switch on the wall. When she turned her head, she found that the white cotton T-shirt on the bed was already stained with blood of red flowers.
And the child in her womb obviously couldn't be kept.