Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 571 - 572: Reluctant to Part with Child

Chapter 571: Chapter 572: Reluctant to Part with Child

Although this is First Hospital in City A, the best hospital in the area, the beds here are especially scarce during festivals and holidays, but He Xing still managed to arrange a luxurious private room for both Fu Han and Nan Qing, and their rooms were next to each other.

Nan Qing’s surgery ended in the middle of the night, and by the time the anesthesia wore off, daylight had broken. By then, she already knew that the child in her stomach was gone, and she felt only sorrow with no surprise.

In fact, when she had opened the door to the stairwell and seen Fu Han, her heart had guessed that if she rushed forward, she might lose her own child.

At that time, Fu Han denied knowing Nan Qing and even grabbed the thug’s neck to divert his attention, but actually, Nan Qing knew that Fu Han was signaling her to quickly leave and not mind her.

The best course of action would have been for Nan Qing to leave then and there to look for help, but when she first entered, she hadn’t encountered any security, and if because of her own fear and avoidance Fu Han was violated, Nan Qing knew she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

All these thoughts were just fleeting instants in Nan Qing’s heart, and she quickly made her decision, lifting a dusty flower pot from the corner of the stairwell and smashing it onto the thug’s head.

She saw with her own eyes the blood trickling down from his forehead, and she thought she had successfully saved Fu Han, but her elation vanished in less than a second as the man stood up and overpowered her with a single blow.

Before losing consciousness, the greatest sensation Nan Qing felt was pain in her belly, and perhaps it was because of the agonizing pain that she fainted.

Her hand touched her lower abdomen which remained flat, as if nothing had ever happened; it was an incredibly saddening thing—she hadn’t even felt the child’s presence before it had departed from her world.

Tears slid from the corners of Nan Qing’s eyes, clear and sparkling like pearls rolling down a lotus leaf.

Immediately, a hand reached over to wipe the tear from Nan Qing’s eye corner.

Wang Yixuan’s face loomed large before Nan Qing, "Xiaoqing, what’s wrong, does something hurt?"

Nan Qing shook her head. She was still using the pain relief stick, and couldn’t feel any pain. She sniffled, looking particularly aggrieved, "I still can’t bear to let go of our child."

Her words successfully made Wang Yixuan’s eyes redden. Upon closer inspection, one could see his eyes beginning to fill with tears, but he still coaxed Nan Qing with a gentle voice, "It’s alright, don’t be sad, we will definitely have our own children in the future, for sure."

Originally, Nan Qing’s tears were just welling up, but upon hearing these words, she couldn’t control herself and burst into loud sobs, "But even if we have another child, it won’t be the same one."

She was not a three-year-old who, having dropped a piece of candy, would be satisfied with a new one, or whose broken toy could simply be replaced. But a child lost is really and truly lost.

Wang Yixuan truly didn’t know how to comfort Nan Qing anymore. He sniffled and quickly wiped away his tears before turning to pull out a tissue to wipe Nan Qing’s tears, "Alright, be good, don’t cry anymore. The doctor said you need to maintain a peaceful state of mind, that’s what’s really good for your body."

The more he tried to console her, the more Nan Qing’s tears flowed like beads broken from a string, unstoppable.

In the end, Wang Yixuan stopped trying to persuade her; he just accompanied Nan Qing in her tears.

This was the first time Nan Qing saw Wang Yixuan cry. She had never imagined that the child’s departure would make Wang Yixuan so upset, which was completely at odds with his usual carefree demeanor. This huge discrepancy made Nan Qing feel even more distressed.

If previously Nan Qing had wanted to marry Wang Yixuan, half because of love and half because of the pregnancy, now her wish to marry Wang Yixuan was a hundred percent because of love.

Because at this moment, the compassion she felt for Wang Yixuan came from the bottom of her heart, even more profound than the feelings she had for Su Cheng at her most affectionate.

Nan Qing struggled to stretch her hand from under the blanket to grasp Wang Yixuan’s, "When I’m discharged, let’s go get married, alright? After we’re married, let’s have a few more babies, and give them twice the love, okay?"

Wang Yixuan looked at Nan Qing in surprise; he really couldn’t comprehend the thought process of a woman, wondering how she could think of this at such a time—the leap in her thinking was unparalleled.

On the other end, after waiting a while without getting a response, Nan Qing’s pale face blushed with embarrassment. She coughed shyly and looked at Wang Yixuan, "You... you don’t want to marry me?"

"Of course, I do," Wang Yixuan said, though his tone was calm and he didn’t hesitate too much. But his next words struck Nan Qing like a thunderclap, "Nan Qing, I must be honest with you. If it weren’t for the child, I wouldn’t have married you so soon, and I think you feel the same. Now that the child is gone, I think you should consider the marriage more carefully. After all, it’s for a lifetime, so we should be more cautious."

"You..." Nan Qing looked at Wang Yixuan incredulously, as if at a stranger, and spoke word by word, "Are you saying that you don’t want to marry me?"

"Not at all," Wang Yixuan quickly refuted this time, speaking rapidly, "What I mean is, I’m willing to marry you, but since we haven’t known each other very long, I think it’s better for us to understand each other more."

"But..." Nan Qing opened her mouth wanting to say more.

However, just then, there was a knock on the door, causing both to turn their gaze towards the entrance; Nangong and his wife had returned from breakfast. Within the same scene, Nan Qing clearly saw that her parents looked much happier than Wang Yixuan.

That intricate, heartfelt feeling surfaced again. Nan Qing pulled on Wang Yixuan’s hand and smiled, "You should go have your meal, get some sleep afterward, and I’ll call you if anything comes up."

Wang Yixuan originally had more to say, but after glancing at Nan Qing’s parents, he silently took their breakfast and left.

Only Nan Qing and her parents remained in the ward. Her mother came to sit by the bed and asked softly, "Xiaoqing, mom bought you some Seafood Porridge, do you want to eat a little?"

"I don’t want to eat," Nan Qing turned her head away to look out the window.

Around her parents, Nan Qing acted nothing like she did with Wang Yixuan, where she would comfort him. In front of her parents, there were no pretenses—what she felt in her heart was reflected on her face, and the negative emotions deep inside were plainly visible.

"Try to eat a little," Mrs. Nangong’s eyes immediately reddened, but she still spoke in a voice as gentle as possible, "How can your body recover if you don’t eat?"