The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 1204 - 1224: Every Second Feels Like Torment

Want to say something, but feel any language seems pale.Now, we can only wait for the result.

Time ticks away, each second feels like torture.

Nangong Yaoling couldn’t understand, clearly everything was fine, how did something happen suddenly?

One second, Xia Xiaonuan was still laughing and chatting with him, holding his hand.

But the next second, she suddenly had a stomach ache and started bleeding.

If anything happens to the baby, he can’t even imagine what kind of blow Xiaonuan will suffer.

She has already endured too much recently.

He suddenly began to hate himself.

Hate himself for not protecting her, hate himself for being unable to keep her safe despite giving everything.

Let this little woman stay by his side, suffering so much pain.

Nangong Yaoling was in a state of turmoil.

He stood up, walked to the emergency room door, and stood at the entrance.

Trying to hear the sounds from inside, but hearing nothing.

He grasped the door with one hand.

The door was locked and couldn’t be pushed open.

But he stood there like a statue, motionless.

Qin Yi came forward to gently advise, "Young Master, please sit down and wait."

Nangong Yaoling seemed not to hear, still unmoving.

Qin Yi helplessly stood by his side, accompanying him in waiting.

After an unknown period, the emergency room door was suddenly pushed open.

Nangong Yaoling shuddered, looking at the director walking out from inside.

The director looked extremely grim, gazing at Nangong Yaoling for a few seconds before speaking: "Crown Prince, I’m truly sorry... Young Madam... she miscarried..."

Nangong Yaoling couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

He sharply grabbed the director by the collar: "What happened? How could this be? Last time’s check was fine, and she stayed in the hospital for several days, how could she miscarry?!"

The director stood there foolishly, stammering: "This... this truly was an accident... Crown Prince, when the Young Madam was sent over, the baby couldn’t be saved... Young Madam might have been initially unstable, coupled with moving too much, or some emotional reasons, it’s not entirely certain yet. But we really tried our best..."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yaoling released the director.

His gaze turned towards the inside of the emergency room.

"How is she now..."

"The Young Madam has lost too much blood and is still unconscious... but she is receiving a blood transfusion..."

Nangong Yaoling pushed the director aside, turned around, and walked step by step inside.

On the hospital bed, Xia Xiaonuan lay quietly, her small face pale as paper.

A blue curtain blocked below her, where several doctors were busy.

The air was thick with a strong scent of blood.

Nangong Yaoling stretched out his hand, holding Xiaonuan’s hand, a tear fell from his eye.

"Have them save the child, they must save..."

Before Xiaonuan fell unconscious, she was still calling out and begging him.

But ultimately, the baby was lost...

Nangong Yaoling’s heartache was suffocating, he bowed his head and gently kissed her forehead.

Xiaonuan, I’m sorry...

I’m sorry, it’s my fault, all my fault.

The doctors and nurses nearby, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but shed tears.

Seeing such a cold, handsome man, shedding tears for the woman he loves and the lost child.

Everyone present was deeply moved.

The director stepped forward to comfort: "Sir, you and your wife are still young, you will have more children in the future."