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Zhao Ling's face flushed slightly. "Sister, please don't be angry. I..."
I smiled. "It's okay."
Zhao Ling seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Then, sister, when you get out of the hospital, I'll let my baby recognize you as his godmother."
I forced a smile. "Alright."
At that moment, the door to the hospital room was pushed open.
My mother-in-law rushed in, holding a black plastic bag.
She walked straight past me and approached Zhao Li. "This is your son!"
She opened her palm, revealing an unformed baby inside!
I froze.
That was my child!
I rushed over and snatched the bag from her.
Zhao Li seemed taken aback by my sudden movement and instinctively shielded Zhao Ling.
"Wife!"
I held the baby tightly in my arms.
A small child, so innocent, yet cruelly stripped of life!
The child was covered in blood.
I couldn't help but feel my eyes welling up.
Zhao Ling let out a terrified scream.
"Ah—what is that horrible thing!"
Zhao Li quickly tried to comfort her, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
The old woman stepped forward, trying to snatch the child from my arms.
"What do you want with a dead body? It's bad luck!"
I held on tightly, refusing to let go.
The old woman pushed me hard.
Having just undergone surgery, I couldn't withstand such force.
I stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.
The child slipped from my embrace.
The old woman bent down, picked it up, and tossed it straight into the trash bag.
"What a cursed thing!"
She clapped her hands and reminded me, "From now on, before you hold any child, it's best to wash your hands!"
"You have no idea how much bad luck is on those hands!"
I felt a wave of darkness wash over me.
My mother-in-law continued to chatter, "Who are you trying to impress with that look?"
"It's just a child, after all."
"You’re still young; you can have more children!"
Zhao Ling chimed in from the side, "Yes, sister, please don’t think too much about it."
I stared intently at Zhao Li.
He turned his head away, unable to meet my gaze.
I crawled slowly towards my mother-in-law, step by step.
Once again, my wound was torn open, blood spilling everywhere.
I pleaded, "Mom, please don’t throw the baby away!"
The wound was gaping, bleeding profusely.
I was losing blood continuously; my pants were soaked with it.
My mother-in-law looked at me with disgust.
"You unlucky thing! Let go right now!"
My wound still throbbed painfully.
But I still didn't want to let go.
That was my child!
The child I had carried with great care and nurtured with all my heart!
How could someone just say to throw it away?
My mother-in-law raised her foot to kick me.
At that moment, Zhao Ling suddenly clutched her stomach and cried out.
"Brother! My stomach hurts!"
Zhao Li hurried over to support her.
"Don't worry, we're leaving right now!"
Zhao Ling was sweating from the pain.
Zhao Li held her tightly, filled with concern.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll take you to the hospital right away."
Zhao Ling was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, only shaking her head repeatedly.
Zhao Li picked up Zhao Ling and hurried outside.
The elderly woman on the floor quickly followed them out.
I was left alone in the hospital room.
Struggling, I moved to the edge of the bed and reached for the call button.
But I was too exhausted. The excessive blood loss had left me disoriented.
By the time the nurse entered, I was barely holding on.
I grasped the nurse's hand tightly, pleading, "Miss Nurse, please help me with my child's arrangements."
"And... could you help me book a flight back home?"
Three days later, the nurse brought me my child's ashes along with the ticket back home.
I was immensely grateful to this kind-hearted nurse.
She simply urged me to take care of myself.
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