Xu Zijin struggled, begged and wailed, but it was useless. The doctors pressed her against the operating table and did the induced labor surgery.

The surgery lasted two hours. Xi Zijin wasn't anaesthetized, so she clearly felt the cold instrument thrusting into her body and killing her unborn child.

A violent streak of pain swept through her whole body from her lower abdomen. She felt her blood burning with hatred towards Fu Sinian. Her love for him was completely gone.

Suffocated by the pain, Xu Zijin fainted away. She thought that she would die on the operating table. Unexpectedly, death mercilessly took her child away but left her alone in the cold world. A few hours later, she recovered consciousness.

Recalling the death of her unborn child, she sank into the depths of hopelessness. She would rather die than continue suffering in the world.

“You're finally awake!” Fu Sinian got excited at the sight of Xu Zijin opening her eyes. He looked pale and weary with black-rimmed, bloodshot eyes.

When he saw Xu Zijin wake up, his eyes lit up.

At this point, Xu Zijin almost believed that the man in front of her was deeply in love with her, but unfortunately, she knew clearly that it was just an illusion. After going through so many tribulations he had brought to her, she would never kid herself that he loved her.

Xu Zijin pushed him aside, lifted the quilt and tried to get out of bed. But as soon as she moved to get up, the sharp pain gripped her.

“Be careful. You're still very weak.”

Fu Sinian held on to her arm and helped her sit up, his eyes filled with worry.

Xu Zijin gave a snort and pushed him away. She kept on stroking her lower abdomen, but could not feel any movement from the baby. Her child was gone.

“My child! Where's my child?” she screamed.

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Fu Sinian felt a stab of intense pain in his heart. He restrained himself from groaning and said slowly, “Zijin, calm down. The child... The child is dead.”

“No, that's not true. You're lying. Fu Sinian, I want my child! Give my child back to me!”

She couldn't believe that her child was dead. It had lived in her womb for six months and she could frequently feel the movement of the fetus. ‘He must be lying. My child is still alive,’ she thought to herself.

“You are the murderer! You want to kill my child! Go away! Don't touch me!” Xu Zijin shook his hands off, got up and rushed out of the ward. “Baby! My baby! Where are you? Please come back to me. Don't leave me alone...”

“Calm down, Zijin. The child is dead, and it won't come back to you.” Fu Sinian quickly caught up to Xu Zijin and held her in his arms for fear that she would hurt herself by accident.

Xu Zijin turned a deaf ear to Fu Sinian's words. In her view, Fu Sinian was the murderer who killed her child. She opened her mouth and snapped at his hand.

Her snow-white teeth pierced and sank into his skin, and blood immediately started to ooze out. She was burning with hatred and wanted to bite off a piece of his flesh.

‘You deserve to die! You are a bad guy!’ she thought.

Fu Sinian turned to the doctors and barked through gritted teeth, “What the hell are you waiting for? Come over here!”

The medical staff that stood around came back to themselves. They rushed forward and tried to pull her away from Fu Sinian, but she kept her teeth on his flesh and struggled desperately. At last, they had to resort to using tranquillizers on Xu Zijin to subdue her. Due to the effects of tranquilizers, she fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A doctor looked at Fu Sinian's hand which was mauled by Xu Zijin and gulped a breath of air before he said, “Mr. Fu, your hand...”

Blood was still oozing from the deep wound on the back of his hand and stained his white shirt.

Xu Zijin had bitten off a small piece of his flesh. She hated him to the core.

Fu Sinian didn't care about the wounds. He walked up to the hospital bed and looked straight at Xu Zijin who was weak and unconscious.

To him, the physical pain was a small thing compared to the psychological pain. If Xu Zijin could forgive him, he would like to suffer more. But he knew clearly that she would never forgive him; instead, she wanted nothing more than to cut him to pieces.

When Fu Sinian came out of the ward, he saw Su Xiyu waiting for him at the door.

Su Xiyu looked at Fu Sinian with a serious expression on his face, as his eyebrows knitted together. “You fainted again.”

Fu Sinian’s face suddenly changed and his eyes grew gloomy.

Both Fu Sinian and Su Xiyu knew that the reason for his sudden faint was very unusual.

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