The doctor said that she was pregnant for the first time and had a miscarriage due to external force.

After she wakes up, a comprehensive examination will be conducted to prevent complications.

Luo Anning stared at the ceiling blankly, tears silently falling down her cheeks.

Mr. Rong sighed and walked out without saying anything: "Take good care of An Ning, girl."

Jiang Peihua is also a mother, so she can naturally understand how painful it is to lose a child. Therefore, when Xu Zhiyuan came repeatedly to urge Rongyan to return to the company to deal with the affairs that had accumulated for three days, she drove Rongyan away.

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Jiang Peihua softened her voice, held An Ning's hand with one hand, and slowly guided her.

Just like any mother, she looked at her with the softest voice and the warmest and kindest eyes, comforting her wounded heart.

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On the first day after Luo Anning woke up, she didn't say a word except asking her if she was pregnant with a child.

In the next few days, she never spoke again.

Rong Yan knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, and so was he.

During the day, Jiang Peihua took care of her while handling official matters in the company. At night, he simply slept in another bed in the ward and stayed with her all night.

No matter how he coaxed her, he racked his brains to make her happy and let her say even a word.

But she didn't. Except for looking at a certain point with empty eyes, she was staring at a certain place with dead eyes.

"Mr. Rong, this is the soup and food that Madam made specially for the young mistress. You and the young mistress can have a meal together." Xu Zhiyuan walked in from the outside, holding several thermos boxes full of food.

Rong Yan wiped An Ning's face with a wet towel, "Well, bring the soup first."

Xu Zhiyuan filled a bowl of fragrant soup and brought it to him. Rong Yan took the soup bowl and handed him the towel, then half-lifted An Ning so that she could lean on his chest.

"An Ning, this is the soup mom made specially for you, drink some, eh?"

There was no expression on her face, and Rong Yan knew she wouldn't respond, so he picked up a spoon, scooped up the soup, brought it to his lips and blew warm water to feed her.

Luo Anning blinked her dry eyes and slowly turned her head to look at him. Rong Yan was so excited by her action that he almost spilled his soup.

"An Ning, what do you want to say to me?"

He had lost a lot of weight, and his always handsome and meticulous demeanor was now showing signs of deep fatigue.

Green stubble appeared on the gracefully curved chin, and the hair was not deliberately taken care of, making it slightly messy.

There was an aura of dejection lingering around him.[

Tears fell without warning, and she touched his face with trembling hands: "Rong Yan, I'm sorry... It was me who caused the child to die. It's my fault..."

Putting the soup bowl on the bed table, Rong Yan hugged her tightly, resting his chin on the crook of her neck, his voice low and hoarse: "An Ning, I don't blame you, I really don't blame you. It was me who failed to protect you two.

, I’m the one who should say I’m sorry.”

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These days, she was immersed in the abyss of pain and self-blame. Looking at Jiang Peihua's meticulous care for her, she felt so guilty that she felt ashamed.
Chapter completed!