"I want to know why Xia Ning had a miscarriage." Meng Yanxi said in a calm tone.
There was embarrassment on the dean's face. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Meng, when Miss Xia was sent to the hospital, the baby was no longer there. You asked me to tell you why she had a miscarriage, but I dare not tell you."
"How could the cause of the miscarriage not be found?" Meng Yanxi's expression turned cold and she looked at the dean with serious eyes. "I don't care what method you use, I must know why she had the miscarriage."
"Mr. Meng, Miss Xia's health is not good, so the miscarriage is most likely an accident." The dean sighed and said subconsciously: "Besides, didn't you also know that Miss Xia's body was not suitable for pregnancy?"
Meng Yanxi frowned and her tone became more serious: "When did I know that Xia Ning is not suitable for pregnancy?"
The dean then recalled that when Xia Ning came to the hospital for a prenatal check-up, she came alone. As for those remarks, they were naturally one-sided.
The dean's face changed and he murmured to himself: "Could it be?"
"What is it!" Meng Yanxi has always been gentle, but now he has no patience. His voice is cold, "If you have anything to say, just say it!"
"Yes, you and Miss Xia had not divorced yet. Miss Xia once came to our hospital for a pregnancy test. I looked at Miss Xia's medical records and pregnancy test sheets at that time, and saw the possibility of her having a threatened miscarriage. I then I also asked Miss Xia, are you sure you want this child? After all, having this child may have a great impact on her body."
Meng Yanxi's heart sank a little more every time he heard a word. He was so angry that he stood up, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"
The dean looked innocent, "At that time, I thought your wife and I were saying that something was wrong with Miss Xia's health. I asked Miss Xia if I wanted to talk to you. Miss Xia said that you were busy with work and asked me not to worry you. "
"After hearing this, I still felt uneasy, so I called you at night, but you said you were unavailable and asked me not to disturb you."
Meng Yanxi's face turned pale. He seemed to have lost his confidence for a moment, and slowly sat down again.
He pursed his lips, his lip lines turned white, and spoke in a low voice: "I didn't know what you wanted to say at the time."
"You didn't even give me a chance to say it!"
The dean let out a long sigh, "I wanted to tell you at that time, but you and Miss Xia were so determined, so I didn't say anything. What's more, Miss Xia never came to Meng's hospital for surgery again. Prenatal checkup.”
The dean opened the drawer and took out Xia Ning's pregnancy test sheet, "Ms. Xia's uterine wall is thin and it was her first pregnancy. Although the situation was more dangerous at the time, if she had chosen to have an abortion at that time, it was very likely that she would cause Repeated miscarriage will make it difficult to get pregnant in the future.”
With trembling hands, Meng Yanxi took the pregnancy test form handed over by the dean.
His eyes were extremely red, and based on his expression, what he received in his hand didn't look like a pregnancy test form, but rather like something extremely important.
At that moment, his back bent a little.
What else is there to ask? There’s no need to even look it up.
How could a woman who was willing to take such a huge risk to conceive a child so easily abort it?
Meng Yanxi recalled her confusion and questions about Xia Ning during this period, and infinite self-blame came to her heart.
His hand holding the pregnancy test sheet became so tight that it wrinkled the paper. His whole body was like a taut sword, feeling indescribably sad.
"I also asked her why she wanted to abort our child." Meng Yanxi smiled bitterly, her voice hoarse to the extreme, "I am really not a human being!"
The dean couldn't bear to see it and kindly tried to persuade him: "You don't mean it either."
"How is Xia Ning's current situation?" Meng Yanxi tried to calm down. He raised his eyes to look at the dean. His eyes were scarlet, but his emotions were more depressed than his eyes. "I don't care what methods you use, she can't have anything happen to her." .”
"I understand what you mean. We will definitely do our best to rescue Miss Xia. However, Miss Xia's health is really bad, and we are not sure whether she can be saved."
Meng Yanxi didn't know what kind of mood she was in when she walked to the door of Xia Ning's ward. The woman on the hospital bed had the same calm expression as when she first saw her. She was holding a book and reading it quietly, without even thinking of standing at the door. None of them noticed.
And Meng Yanxi didn't want to disturb her, so she stood quietly at the door.
Meng Yanxi always felt that she didn't love Xia Ning.
How can you love?
He clearly never loved.
The marriage between the two was the order of their parents from the beginning, and later it was nothing more than a matter of respecting each other as guests and living well on their own.
As for the so-called tenderness, the trivial tenderness in daily life are all the fruits of the situation. No matter how full and sweet they are, they always have astringency.
It's because he has a grudge.
Therefore, he never thought that he could love Xia Ning, or even thought of loving Xia Ning in the past.
Meng Yanxi felt that there was no need for these things between them. They had a more solid foundation and a connection that was more difficult to break.
But Xia Ning gave up, she didn't want anything, she just wanted love.
Meng Yanxi used to envy Zhou Yinghuai, envied that he could get Jiang Tan's wholehearted love, and envied that there was a person who could overcome all difficulties and dangers to love.
He was too envious. After a long time of envy, it turned into an obsession. This obsession covered his eyes and blinded his heart.
He couldn't see anything, and his heart was full of regrets. He regretted that his life was about to end, so he couldn't even see the people in front of him clearly.
But what he envied was actually held in front of him by someone very early on.
Meng Yanxi felt his throat tremble, and he almost tried his best to finally call out Xia Ning's name.
He said: "Xia Ning, let's have a talk?"
When the woman heard his voice, her hand that was turning the book stopped. She put down the book, her eyebrows were calm, and she looked in the direction of Meng Yanxi almost calmly.
She smiled gently and said, "Okay, what does Mr. Meng want to talk about?"
In such calmness, Meng Yanxi shed his armor.
There was a sweetness in his throat, and he had no confidence, so he whispered: "Xia Ning, can we start over?"
Starting over means abandoning everything, and erasing all love and hate.
But how is it possible?
Non-vegetation.
As expected, Xia Ning shook her head and said: "You can't repeat time, and I won't be stupid twice. Mr. Meng, no matter whether I can survive this time, you don't have to come to me again. I won't be with you." You start over."
Her eyebrows were calm and quiet, and there wasn't even any negative emotion in what she said.
But Meng Yanxi seemed to be permanently told at this moment that the beauty that was once within his reach really no longer belonged to him.
