When all the guests at home left, Pang Min sat at the foot of the bed and stared at the empty room in a daze.

When Yan Ruosong entered the house, she seemed to be talking to herself, and seemed to say to her husband: "I think Chao Chao can come every day, but I really don't want Chao Chao Chao to practice martial arts. He is too much like my poor Dandan. I'm afraid he will follow in our Dandan's footsteps again."

Yan Ruosong knew that he was thinking about their son who died young again.

Many years ago, they had a naughty and cute fat son like Li Chao. Pang Min loved him like a pearl in his hand and regarded him as a treasure. He held it in his hand and was afraid of falling, and held it in his mouth and melting it. It was the flesh of the couple's heart and treasure in his palm. Unexpectedly, Dandan got sick when she was four years old and died. The couple was like a loss of her parents, and Pang Min was even more in pain.

At that time, Li Yuanchao was still there, and he lived in their house with Gan Rong and the young Wanru to accompany and get rid of the couple. Pang Min was in a very poor mental state at that time, and she would lose her temper at any time, saying that it was because he was too strict with his son. Poor Dandan was forced to practice martial arts at a young age, and Dandan was forced to death by Yan Ruosong.

Yan Ruosong had just lost his beloved son and was scolded by his wife. He felt extremely sad and bitter, but he couldn't pour it out. In fact, they knew in their hearts that their son Dandan had taken away his young life by acute sepsis. At that time, the medical conditions in the township were originally poor, and they were misdiagnosed by the doctors in the town hospital, which delayed the precious rescue time. When the couple sent their son to the provincial hospital, Dandan was already terminally ill, and even the experts and professors in the provincial hospital were helpless and had no way to make things happen.

So whenever this happened, Li Yuanchao took Yan Ruosong to drink outside and advised him: "Min'er actually understands it very much, but she has no Dandan, and she feels so painful. If you want to find a place to vent, you have to endure it. Never throw salt on her wounds."

Yan Ruosong felt even more bitter, but when a real man was beaten and swallowed blood when he encountered problems, he did not clink glasses with his best brother. He drank a big gulp of wine, and drank himself very drunk, so he used this to escape the pain of being a torture.

So, now when my wife mentioned the old things, she touched the wound in his heart that was far from healed, and she tore a hole in the wound. He could even hear the sound of blood coming out of the wound. Yan Ruosong felt a burst of pain in his chest, which made him breathless. He trembled and touched the other end of the bed, sat down heavily, and had not said a word for a long time.

In fact, the pain of losing his son and Yan Ruosong was not at all less than his wife. However, he was a big man and a warrior, so he could only bury this pain deep in his heart, not easily revealed like Pang Min, but the more this happens, the greater the damage he suffered.

After that, no matter how hard the couple tried, how many doctors they saw, how many medicines they took, and how many folk remedies they found, Pang Min never got pregnant again...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!