Chapter 778 Collapse, Where Is My Child? !

The bedroom was filled with sadness...

But he didn't know if it was from Jian Mo or from Shi Shaoqin.

"Mother……"

"Mom...wuwu...mom..."

"Well..." Jian Mo's forehead was covered with sweat. She seemed to be trapped in a nightmare and couldn't help herself, "Well..."

The sad moans of pain revealed the suppressed sadness, and Jian Mo's hands gradually tightened, twisting the sheets with all their strength.

In the dream, there was a child slowly moving backwards. He stretched out his little hand, looked at her with tears, called her 'mom', and wanted her... However, he could only move backwards.

Jian Mo's mouth tightened. She wanted to step forward and hold the child, but as soon as her hands touched it, the child disappeared...

"Well..." Jian Mo groaned in pain, and the sweat on her forehead became more and more dense.

Shi Shaoqin stood in front of the window with his hands in his pockets. He didn't seem to hear the sounds behind him. However, as Jian Mo's moans became more frequent, his vision became deeper and deeper...

"ah--"

After a scream, there was a painful groan of "Ugh".

Jian Mo suddenly wanted to get up, but fell back down because of the pain from the wound on her stomach...

Shi Shaoqin turned around slowly and looked at Jian Mo's painful expression indifferently, with no intention of stepping forward.

Jian Mo was sweating all over because of the painful tearing. She gritted her teeth, and her already pale face became even more bloodless.

Her belly was almost flat, and Jian Mo didn't even need to feel it to know that Xiao Yan was no longer in her belly.

"Where is the child?" Jian Mo's voice was trembling, and she looked at Shi Shaoqin with pleading eyes.

"Dead..." The indifferent voice came without any emotion.

Jian Mo's eyelashes twitched, "You...what did you say?"

"When the child was taken out, he was already dead." Shi Shaoqin's voice was still cold and without any warmth, "Or do you think he can survive in such a situation?"

With a 'swish', Jian Mo's tears burst out uncontrollably.

"Shi Shaoqin, what did you say?" Jian Mo looked like she was crazy. She pushed herself up without caring about the wound on her abdomen and shouted, "You lied to me... you lied to me... where is my child? Mine Where is the child? Give me my child back...ah——"

Shi Shaoqin looked at Jian Mo's instant collapse with indifference. He even slightly raised the corners of his mouth with hatred under the crazy grief in his eyes, "If he dies, do I still keep him as a specimen?"

"ah--"

The crazy and sharp scream was like a hole in the sky.

The sound of 'click' fell, followed by a deafening roar... The rain poured down crazily.

"Give me back my child...ah..." Jian Mo was throwing things on the bed like crazy. Her eyes were scarlet and she couldn't control the tears in her eyes.

The stitched wound on his abdomen had split open, and tears and blood... filled the entire bedroom.

Shi Shaoqin was indifferent and just looked at it indifferently, "It's just one child, don't you have another one?!"

Jian Mo was stunned for a moment, tears welled up uncontrollably, and her face was blurred to the point of embarrassment.

Just as Shi Shaoqin finished speaking, she felt as if someone had tapped her acupoints.

Jian Mo's head was empty for an instant...

"What do you want to do?" The sadness in Jian Mo's eyes was completely covered by fear.

"What do I want to do, what do you think?" Shi Shaoqin's soft voice came. He didn't seem to expect Jian Mo to answer, so he just sneered.

"ah--"

A muffled cry of pain escaped Jian Mo's throat. It was a kind of despair that she could not wait to die...

It seems that I am completely disappointed with this world.

"Ah...ah..."

Jian Mo could no longer express a complete note, so she could only vent her anger by roaring like this.

The blood on the wound has filled the air with blood.

Jian Mo couldn't feel the pain. She kept roaring, with grief and self-blame in her eyes...

Shi Shaoqin's eyes became deeper and deeper. He looked at Jian Mo like this, looking indescribably indifferent... But why did he feel like he was about to lose his breath? !

"Shi Shaoqin..." Jian Mo looked at Shi Shaoqin with blurred eyes. At that last moment, hatred was clearly written on her face, "I hate you... I hate..."

The last words were left unsaid.

Jian Mo felt her eyes go dark, and her whole body was like catkins, and she fell down weakly.

Under the heavy rain, Mo Gong once again fell into a solemn panic.

The doctors who were brought here by Shi Shaoqin all felt that if things continued like this...he wouldn't need to do anything at all. If they didn't die of stress, they would die of exhaustion because they were busy doing surgeries.

Time passes little by little...

The mood of everyone in Mo Palace was as dark as the weather.

J played with the game controller boredly, curling his lips, showing no interest in anything.

The door of the audio-visual room was pushed open, and at the right time, a thunder exploded.

J was startled, and when he saw it was Shi Shaoqin, he let out a long sigh.

"Young Master Qin..."

"Retrieve the video from Jian Mo's door last night..."

"Oh!" J responded, took the notebook, connected the video player, and started to adjust the video, "I was bored at the time, so I watched it, and there was nothing strange about it."

"No one?" Shi Shaoqin looked at the big screen with cold eyes.

"No..." J curled his lips, "I saw the docking marks. If someone tampered with the video, I can tell it."

Shi Shaoqin didn't answer.

"Of course, if you are a master, it will not be easy..." J shrugged, "But, in Mo Palace, no one can escape me."

Shi Shaoqin glanced at J lightly, turned around and walked out without saying anything...

Last night, she put something that would not harm the body into the milk Jian Mo drank, which would make her sleep more deeply.

Even if there was movement on his side, she shouldn't wake up so easily...

"Master Qin!"

Shi Shaoqin stopped and looked back slightly...

J hesitated for a moment before asking: "Is the child really dead?"

Shi Shaoqin looked away and didn't answer...he just took a step and walked out.

J sighed deeply, and Shi Shaoqin heard muttering from behind: "Jian Mo is so pitiful... She seems to love that child very much."

Underneath his words, it was not difficult to tell that he was a little lonely.

However, at this time, who can notice a little bit of greed and extravagant hope in his subconscious? !

That kind of love a child has for his mother!

Shi Shaoqin stood in front of the incubator, looking at the motionless little thing inside, his eyes getting deeper and deeper...

If it weren't for the instrument, his life wouldn't be felt at all.

"Young Master Qin..." The doctor listed what he needed on a piece of paper and handed it to Shi Shaoqin.

Shi Shaoqin folded it without even looking at it and put it in his pocket.

One morning, she didn't know how this man did it...

Anyway, a child was dealt with, and this child exists here.

The doctor heard some rumors that this man didn't want the child... That's why last night's accident happened.

However, it doesn't seem to be the case.

"Now that I have prepared all these things for you," Shi Shaoqin's quiet voice suddenly came, "Does it increase his hope of survival?"