"Well." Come on, Joe. Just hold his hand

Mo Ye Si shook her hand and chuckled: "silly or not. Be polite to your husband. I'm going in, and you'll just wait outside. "

"Well."

Moyesi appeased her, then turned into the operating room.

Other medical staff also stepped in.

A moment later, the door to the operating room closed.

Qiao mianmianmian returned to the old lady.

The old lady should also be worried. She is holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and reading them silently.

Mo Xingshu's face also took a look at the operating room from time to time.

Qiao Chen is a child left by his beloved woman.

This is the crystallization of his and her love.

He has lost her.

Their children, absolutely nothing more.

By the side of ink calligraphy, the second lady also raised her head and looked at the operating room. She stretched her face. There was no temperature in her eyes, and a hand on her side was tightly held.

If Qiao Chen recovers, the influence that causes to her and her mother's side is bound to be greater.

Two Madame is to hate Qiao Chen operation way what accident, die on the operating table.

But the person who performed the operation was moyesi, and all the medical staff were arranged by him. They were from his side.

Even if the second lady had thought about doing something about this operation, she couldn't put anyone in at all.

Even if she doesn't like it, she can't help it.

Her cold remaining light aimed at the worried and nervous expression on her face, her hands on the side of her body tightened, and her eyes became colder.

When she married Mo Xingshu, she thought she was married to love.

Because she married the man she loved deeply, she thought she was the happiest woman in the world.

But later she knew that he had already had someone in his heart.

He married her only to obey the family's arrangement. He had no feelings for her at all.

He didn't touch her for a year after they were married.

Or she later put aside the reserved and self-respect face, listened to the elders of the family, in his tea under the medicine, he finally touched her once.

Later, the bitch died, and his heart died.

Maybe he figured it out. He didn't defend himself for that bitch anymore.

But even so, every time he touched her, he would drink a lot of wine, never touched her in a sober state.

He would cover her face every time. When he was in love, he would call out the name of that bitch to her.

In his heart, from the beginning to the end, he only pretended to be that bitch.

They have been husband and wife for more than 20 years. No matter what she does, she still can't warm his heart. He is like a piece of ice that will never melt, and his heart is made of stone.

She knew that she would never get his heart in her life.

She also died later, no longer have any extravagant hope for him, just want to be able to have a child, raise the child to grow up on the line.

Who knows, God is extremely cruel to her, even such a humble wish is not satisfied with her.

She was diagnosed with a high probability that her body would never be able to conceive of a child for the rest of her life.

Just when she was desperate to die, the bitch gave birth to a child for him.

How can she tolerate it!

She hated that bitch.

I also hate the little cunt that I was born with.

Later, she arranged for people to steal the little cheap species and let people throw them into the river to feed the fish.

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