Chapter 177

Late at night, the corridor of the hospital was illuminated with incandescent light, and the strong smell of medicine filled every corner of the hospital. After entering the operating room, the messy footsteps never heard the noise again. Everything was so quiet and terrible.

The light in the operating room was on, and the bright red color stabbed Zhou Xingchen's eyes like a knife.

It was so quiet that a sudden heartbeat could be heard from Zhou Xingchen's chest. His face was very pale, his hands were in a ball, and his strength was white.

He really didn't expect that... Things would turn out like this

The light in the operating room suddenly went out, and Zhou Xingchen's eyes moved. When he saw the doctor in a white coat coming out of the room, and then walked slowly in front of him, his hands were out of control, and he grasped the doctor with glasses in front of him.

"How's it going?"

The atmosphere was dignified for a moment.

The doctor frowned and sighed. Some cold voice slowly spread to Zhou Xingchen's eardrum: "Zhou Shao..." his voice trembled and bit his lip: "sorry, the child can't be saved, and..."

Boy, I can't keep

Zhou Xingchen's eyes trembled, his eyes were gloomy, and his hands clenched into fists, But still waiting for the doctor to say: "Mrs. Zhou's head was hit violently, forming a strong concussion, which may lead to some memory damage, but we have to wait for Mrs. Zhou to wake up and do a detailed examination."

"You mean? She lost her memory? " Zhou Xingchen's voice was a little sharp. He suddenly raised his tone by eight degrees. His eyes were staring at the people in front of him. Even the doctor trembled.

"This... May be." Seeing Zhou Xingchen like this, the doctor was a little afraid, but still nodded: "however, in this case, we need to see her wake up and have another examination, but maybe, nothing will happen."

"In addition." The doctor stopped for a while, looked down and trembled, went to look over Liang Jia's medical record, bit his lip, looked at Zhou Xingchen's pale face and continued to say: "Mr. Zhou, we also found that Mrs. Zhou had already had a birth before, and the uterus was seriously damaged. Maybe... She can't continue to have a baby in the future."

Looking at Zhou Xingchen's deep pupil shrinking for a moment, the doctor clenched his teeth and decided to tell the truth.

Zhou Xingchen's body suddenly froze, and his fist became stronger. On the surface, however, Zhou Xingchen didn't seem to respond. He just listened quietly to the doctor's words and lowered his eyes, making his expression hard to see.

After a while, the doctor heard his cold voice: "I see."

"Then... Mrs. Zhou has been sent to our VIP ward. Mr. Zhou, take good care of her." Some of them stare at Zhou Xingchen's face in fear, and they don't know if Zhou Xingchen has heard it. The doctor sighs and turns to leave.

Long after the doctor left, Zhou Xingchen still stayed in the same place, his body was stiff and motionless.

Originally, he thought that as long as he kept close to her, he would be fine. Originally, he thought that the child would be born healthily. But he didn't expect that everything would be different in just a few hours.

His fingers close together, pale, gently against the wall, so that the cold wall to support his body, he drooped his eyes, people can not see his expression.

The ward was very quiet. Under the dim yellow light, Zhou Xingchen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her carefully. His eyes were full of tenderness.

Fortunately, she's still here.

The child can't be reborn, they can still adopt, but she's gone... I'm afraid he really wants to die with her.

He really didn't know what would happen if Liang Jia woke up and knew that their children were gone and could not be saved. What's more, what would happen if she woke up and didn't remember anything.

However, it's better to remember nothing, so there will be less pain.

Zhou Xingchen's eyes become a little deep. He lowers his head and gently kisses Liang Jia's forehead. His slender fingers gently pick up her curly hair scattered around her ears. Looking at her pale and transparent skin, he sighs softly.

Perhaps this sigh is too heavy, Liang Jia's eyelashes tremble slightly, as if sensing something, slowly opened a gap.

Some blurred images swayed in the air, and some of her eyes were not used to them. She suddenly closed them again, and then slowly opened them.

The head is still a little dizzy and heavy. What comes into our eyes is a handsome man who has never met before. A pair of eagle eyes are looking at her tenderly at the moment. A wave of discomfort in her heart slowly swing open, she felt offended, some cold eyes looked directly at him, voice with a trace of hoarse: "who are you?"She clearly saw that man's eyes flashed a trace of grief, fingers tightly grasped into a ball, but soon, the man just gently covered the quilt to her body, some low voice from his voice: "I'm your husband, but you lost memory, you can not remember me."

Seeing that Liang Jia was sober, the man walked by her bed and rang the call bell.

Amnesia? Husband?

Liang Jia chuckled, as if she had heard something ridiculous and wanted to fight back. But when she said it, she couldn't remember how to refute him. It seemed that this was a matter of course.

Seeing that he rang the call bell, although his head was still in pain, he slightly raised his eyebrows and raised a dignified smile to question him: "what are you doing?"

Zhou Xingchen looks at her smart face and conceals the sadness at the bottom of his eyes. He looks at her with some ecstasy and her sharp eyes. It's like seeing her two years ago. Although she doesn't remember anything now, her character is still the same as before. This kind of Jia'er is much better than Liang Jia who was depressed before.

He didn't even have time to explain to her about the children and Li Yin. It might be a good thing for her to forget everything.

Zhou Xingchen's deep and complicated eyes made her scalp numb. When Liang Jia couldn't help asking Zhou Xingchen to go out, the doctor finally arrived late.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of people in white coats rushed in. What surprised Liang Jia was that they all quietly followed an older doctor to check her physical condition. Some people raised her eyelids to check her eyes from time to time, and others took instruments to measure. For a moment, her hospital bed was full of people!

Although Liang Jia frowned unhappily, her head was in a state of vague consciousness when she woke up. Just now, all her reactions were done subconsciously. She squinted and looked at the man sitting on the opposite sofa looking at her. The man's eyes were deep, but he just looked at her quietly, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

A woman in a nurse's dress said something to the man, and then Zhou Xingchen said something. Knowing that, the nurse slowly ran to the doctor and looked back at him as if she was still nostalgic for his beauty.