The doctor said that she was pregnant for the first time and suffered a miscarriage due to external forces, and her uterus was seriously damaged.

After she wakes up, she will have to undergo a comprehensive examination to prevent sequelae from occurring.

Luo Anning stared at the ceiling in a daze, tears slid silently, sliding down her cheeks.

Mr. Rong sighed, threw a sentence and walked out: "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 repeatedly came to urge Rong Yan to return to the company to handle the three-day affairs, she drove Rong Yan away.

Jiang Peihua softened his voice, held An Ning's hand in one hand, and slowly enlightened her.

Just like thousands of mothers, she looked at her with the softest voice and warmest and kind eyes, comforting her injured heart.

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On the first day of Luo Anning's awakening, she never said anything except asking her if she had ever been pregnant.

In the next few days, she never spoke again.

Rong Yan knew that she was uncomfortable, so why didn't he himself do it?

During the day, Jiang Peihua took care of her, but 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 made her feel good even if she said a word.

But she didn't. She looked at a certain point except for her empty eyes, but also at a certain point with a dead look.

"Sir Rong, this is the soup specially made for the young grandma by the wife, and there is also food. You can have a meal with the young grandma." Xu Zhiyuan walked in from outside, holding a few insulation boxes in his hand, full of food.

Rong Yan took a wet towel to wipe Luo Anning's face, "Well, you can bring the soup first."

Xu Zhiyuan brought a bowl of fragrant soup to him. Rong Yan took the soup bowl and handed him the towel, and then half helped Luo An Ning so that she could lean against her chest.

"An Ning, this is the soup that Mom makes for you, drink some, huh?"

There was no expression on her face. Rong Yan knew that she would not respond, so he picked up the spoon and scooped the soup, put it on his lips and blew it warm to feed her.

Luo Anning blinked his dry eyes and slowly turned his head to look at him. Rong Yan was so excited that he was half sprinkled with the soup because of her movement.

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

His demeanor, which had always been handsome and meticulous, now showed deep fatigue.

The beautifully curved chin also showed green stubble, and the hair was not deliberately taken care of, making it look a little messy.

There was a depressed aura lingering around him.

Tears fell without warning, and she trembled and stroked his face: "Rong Yan, I'm sorry... I'm the one who caused the child to die, it's me that's not good..."

Putting the soup bowl on the bed cabinet, Rong Yan hugged her tightly, pressing her chin against her neck, and his voice was mute: "An Ning, I don't blame you, I really don't blame you. It's because I didn't protect you both. I should be the one who should say sorry."

"Ming. Mingming is just not good. You asked me to take the bodyguard, but I didn't..." Every time she thought of that day, her heart felt like she was being torn to pieces, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

These days, she was soaked in the abyss of painful self-blame. Seeing Jiang Peihua's meticulous care for her, she felt so guilty that she felt ashamed of guilt.
Chapter completed!