Stop There, Daddy

How long could a month be?

30 Days, 720 hours.

It doesn’t sound too long.

But this was enough to defeat a person.

Especially for someone who is deeply in love.

He Siming, who was so thin that he held a bouquet of jade bamboo in his hand, pushed open the door and walked into the ward.

Jade Zhu was also known as Solomon’s seal, and the flower language was completely healed.

In the past month, every time He Siming visited Wen Shuyue, he would bring a bouquet of jade.

He hoped that Wen Shuyue could recover soon.

In the short span of a month, He Siming had been suffering every day. If it wasn’t for Wen Shuyue who could wake up, He Siming probably wouldn’t even have any meaning to live.

Gently swapping the dried jade bamboo, He Siming inserted the new jade bamboo into the vase and added some nutrients.

He Siming found a chair and moved to Wen Shuyue’s bed.

The wounds on Wen Shuyue’s body were scabs at this time and were not wrapped in gauze, but it was still very shocking. Every time He Siming saw these twisted scabs, anger surged out from his heart.

He felt that he was too lenient towards Lu Na.

He Siming looked at Wen Shuyue, who was still motionless, with only a slight breath left, and tears flowed in his eyes.

He reached out and wanted to hold Wen Shuyue’s hand, but he saw the scar on her hand and withdrew his hand.

He didn’t want to hurt Wen Shuyue.

He Siming whispered, “Shu Yue, do you know how much I miss you?”

“Shuyue, I’ve been thinking about you every day for the past month.”

“You are my sun, my only light. Without you, I will fall into darkness.”

“Shunyue, the child is gone, but we can still regenerate. We will have many cute little babies…”

“Shuyu… wake up, alright? I can’t stand the days when you’re not by my side…”

Outside the ward

A nurse who came over to change her sugar walked to the door and saw He Siming.

With a sigh, the nurse left temporarily, leaving the two of them a space.

A young nurse saw this and asked the nurse curiously, “Zhang Jie, why aren’t you going in?”

“Mr. He is talking to his wife. Don’t bother him anymore,” the nurse called Zhang Jie said. “Maybe Miss Wen will wake up this time.”

“Mr. He?” The nurse looked at the handsome He Siming and blushed. “Is his wife that vegetative?”

“Don’t be so disrespectful,” said Zhang Jie with a stern face.

The nurse also realized that she was wrong and quickly changed the topic. “Zhang Jie, Mr. He is really affectionate. With Miss Wen’s situation, he even comes to see Miss Wen…”

“Mr. He is a bitter lover. I really hope Miss Wen will wake up soon,” Zhang Jie said.

Then, Zhang Jie took the nurse to the next ward.

They could only wish He Siming and Wen Shuyue a wish because the chances of waking up in a vegetative state were too slim. The two nurses couldn’t help much.

He could only hope that He Siming’s daily confession would wake Wen Shuyue up.

Inside the ward

He Siming said a lot but Wen Shuyue still showed no signs of waking up.

He Siming’s heart ached like a knife.

But just as He Siming was about to leave, Wen Shuyue’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

He Siming saw this unexpectedly.

“Shunyue!” He Siming was convinced that he was not hallucinating.

Slowly, Wen Shuyue opened her eyes.

What entered her eyes was the white ceiling of the ward.

This is not on the boat… By the way, SMing saved me… Wen Shuyue thought about it.

When she turned her head again, Wen Shuyue saw the surprised He Siming.

Wen Shuyue forced herself to get up and He Siming hugged Wen Shuyue gently. His tears fell from his beautiful face.

“Shunyue, you’re finally awake. I’ve waited so hard for you.”

Wen Shuyue also shed tears but she was also very happy.

The next moment, Wen Shuyue remembered something.

She had a miscarriage amidst Lu Na’s abuse.

She still remembered the scene back then. There was so much blood…

He Siming noticed the change in Wen Shuyue’s feelings, so he let go of his hand and saw Wen Shuyue, who was full of pain and sorrow.

“Shunyue, what’s wrong?” He Siming asked softly.

“Ming, child, my child is gone,” Wen Shuyue’s eyes were filled with tears.

He Siming wiped away the tears on her face and said, “Shunyue, you’re still alive, that’s enough. We can have another child, don’t blame yourself too much.”

“It’s all me, it’s all my fault. If I hadn’t rashly went to see Lin Lin, I wouldn’t have been tricked by Lu Na. I wouldn’t have lost my child..” Wen Shuyue muttered.

He Siming continued to comfort Wen Shuyue, but Wen Shuyue repeatedly said this as if she had lost her spirit.

He Siming was anxious but he had no choice.

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He Siming could only comfort Wen Shuyue in a soft voice, guide her to accompany Wen Shuyue, tell Wen Shuyue some happy things in the past, and want to divert Khai’s attention away.

Then, He Siming took out a photo of Wen Baobao and told Wen Shuyue that they had Wen Baobao.

Wen Shuyue seemed to have figured it out and didn’t say anything else, but the sadness in her eyes grew stronger.

A few days later,

He Siming looked at the lifeless Wen Shuyue and felt very uncomfortable.

At this time, Wen Shuyue stopped talking about herself, but she was often dazed. She didn’t cook anything and didn’t eat much.

He Siming accompanied her and spoke to her.

During the period, He Wei’s mother, He You, Wen Long, and Wen Baobao all came to the hospital to visit Wen Shuyue, but Wen Shuyue also ignored these people, which made them very worried.

He Siming was anxious.

For this reason, he gave up most of the He family affairs and handed over most of them to Guan Yue, while he stayed by Wen Shuyue’s side almost all day.

However, Wen Shuyue was better than the initial unintentional think aloud.

One day

Wen Shuyue blinked and tears rolled down her face.

Wen Shuyue’s performance seemed stable these days, but in fact, her heart was incredibly depressed.

She was already suffering from depression, but He Siming and the others couldn’t tell.

At this time, Wen Shuyue saw a cloth doll sent by Wen Baobao. She wanted to make Wen Shuyue happy, but in front of her, the doll looked like her unborn child.

I’m not worthy of living. It’s all me who killed the child..

It must be cold underground, child.. Don’t worry, Mother will come to accompany you… Wen Shuyue thought about it, pulled out the IV drip and walked towards the window step by step.

At this time, He Siming came in and saw Wen Shuyue walking towards the window. He stopped Wen Shuyue and stopped her suicide.