Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 114: Incomparable pain

The blood-stained paper in the delivery room has already been cleaned up.

　　The morning sun is projected on the ground through the exhaust fan, making the delivery room look extra warm.

　　 Huang Lingling lay peacefully on the bed.

　　Zhao Gangyu walked to the bed.

　　 Huang Lingling hasn't woken up yet.

　　 "Where is my child?"

　　Zhao Gangyu asked the nurse beside him.

　　"Here."

　　The nurse brought a small basket over.

　　In the basket, there is a little boy who has been washed.

　　 The little boy closed his eyes without breathing.

　　 Zhao Gangyu's heart suddenly sore.

　　 Before seeing this child, Zhao Gangrong had no waves in his heart.

　　 After all, I have never seen this child. Although it is my own child, where is it important to have my own woman?

　　 But when he saw this little guy, the crystallization of his love with Huang Lingling, Zhao Gangyu felt that his heart was broken a little bit.

　　 He is his own child.

　　 but that’s all there is...

　　Zhao Gangyu finally realized Huang Lingling's kind of reluctance.

　　bang.

　　Zhao Gangyu knelt on his knees, hugged the cradle, looked at the little life inside, tears couldn't stop streaming down.

　　 "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

　　 Zhao Gangyu cried bitterly.

　　 Huang Lingling on the bed beside her moved a bit, then Huang Lingling opened her eyes.

　　 She saw Zhao Gangyu and the child in the cradle.

　　 Her eyes were instantly wet with tears.

　　 She can feel that the child has no breath of life.

　　 "Steel, give him to me, can you?"

　　 Huang Lingling said in a weak voice.

　　 Zhao Gangyu's body trembled, then nodded, carefully picked up the child in the cradle, turned and walked to Huang Lingling's side, and handed the child to Huang Lingling.

　　 Huang Lingling took the child, opened the quilt, put the child on her chest, then covered the quilt, and hugged the child gently.

　　 "Child, I'm sorry, mom, mom failed to bring you into this world safely, don't blame mom, okay?"

　　 The child in his arms lies quietly, as if he is asleep.

　　Zhao Gangyu stood by Huang Lingling's bed and gently put his hand on the child's body.

　　 Huang Lingling didn't seem to see Zhao Gangyu, but was just talking to the child constantly.

Some nurses beside 　　 hid their faces and sobbed, while others sobbed and left.

　　 I don't know when, Su Yanni and others walked in.

　　 Because it was a man, Zhao Tiezhu and the others did not come in.

　　 "Lingling, don't be sad."

　　Su Yanni walked to Huang Lingling's side and gently stroked the messy hair on Huang Lingling's head.

　　 "Yes."

　　 Li Linger said, "The little guy will definitely not blame you."

　　 Huang Lingling ignored them, but continued to pat the child on her chest.

　　 After a long time, Su Yanni and others left.

　　 Zhao Gangyu took a chair, sat on the edge of the bed, and quietly accompanied Huang Lingling.

　　 I don’t know how long it has passed.

　　 Qingluan walked in.

　　"The opening ceremony is about to begin."

　　 Qingluan approached Zhao Gangyu’s ear and whispered, "The car is ready."

　　"Not going anymore."

　　Zhao Gangyu shook his head.

　　 Qingluan was taken aback, glanced at Huang Lingling, did not say anything more, but turned and left.

　　 Looking at Huang Lingling on the bed, Zhao Gangyu's sadness is almost beyond description.

　　 By this time it was almost ten o'clock.

　　 is the largest hall in the headquarters of the Ancient Wushu Federation.

　　 Many people have gathered here.

　　 Today’s opening ceremony will be held here.

　　Zhao Gangjun's position is located in the middle of the rostrum and a position aside, and in the middle is the director of the State Sports General Administration.

　　Because Zhao Gangjun is already the director of the National Security Bureau, and is still deeply favored by the central government, the director of the General Administration of Sports came to the headquarters of the Ancient Wushu Federation early and sat in his own position.

　　 According to normal circumstances, he should be the last one to come, but who made Zhao Gangrong so powerful, the Director of the General Administration of Sports has to please Zhao Gangrong.

　　 It was ten thirty, the director had not seen Zhao Gangrong come.

　　 Now the director is a bit dissatisfied.

　　Although you are better than me, is it a bit too disrespectful for you to ignore me so much? Anyway, I am also your elder! There are so many national teams in the audience, and I, the director of the General Administration Bureau, is waiting for you and the chairman of the ancient martial arts federation. This is too much to say.

　　 At this moment, a person approached the head of the General Administration and whispered a few words in a low voice.

　　 "What?!"

　　The Director of the General Bureau widened his eyes, then nodded, and said, "I know, I understand. When the meeting is over, I will go to Zhao's Mansion."

　　 "Thank you, Director."

　　 After the person left, the Director of the General Administration sighed. Who would have thought that Zhao Gangyu's son would have died in the early hours of this morning. If such a thing happened, it is no wonder that Zhao Gangyu could not come.

　　Since Zhao Gangjun can't come, he has to find someone with weight to speak!

　　The Director of the General Administration looked around and saw an acquaintance sitting in the front row.

　　 "Old White!"

　　 Director hurriedly beckoned.

　　 Bai Yufan frowned slightly. He didn't care about these people, but the other party was a ministerial cadre anyway, so Bai Yufan got up and walked onto the rostrum.

　　"What?"

　　 Hearing what the Director General of the General Administration said, Bai Yufan said in a little surprise, "Let me sit in the position of Zhao Gangjun?"

　　 "Something happened to Zhao Gangyu's house. His son... died when he was born." The director shook his head helplessly and said, "So he may not be able to come. You are qualified to sit in this position. Old man. Bai, we have been friends for so many years, this kind of good thing, I can think of you. Later, the world will broadcast live. When you click on your Bai home, the publicity effect is better than CCTV advertisements."

　　 "Hmm. Let Zhou Jianye come."

　　 Bai Yufan finished speaking, turned around and left.

　　 The director's eyes widened, a little angry that Bai Yufan didn't know how to promote him, but Bai Yufan has always been like this, and the director is also a little helpless, so he has to be called Jianye last week.

　　 Zhou Jianye was very happy to sit in Zhao Gangrong’s position, so, soon, Zhou Jianye’s brand was placed where Zhao Gangrong’s brand was placed.

　　 With a calm smile on his face, Zhou Jianye looked at the delegations under the podium, very satisfied.

　　 It would be great if Zhao Gangyu died a few more sons. It is estimated that this position will belong to Lao Tzu all his life.

　　 The entire Zhao family is filled with a very contradictory atmosphere.

　　 On the one hand, Guo Furong left a young master for the Zhao family, but on the other hand, Huang Lingling's child died.

　　People don’t know if they should be happy or sad.

　　 Guo Furong's delivery room.

　　"Furong, I have wronged you."

　　 Su Yanni said, holding Guo Furong's hand.

　　 Guo Furong shook his head and said, "I can understand the mood of Gang Ju, it's okay. Auntie."

　　 "Oh, after all, I didn't save the child."

　　Su Yanni sighed regretfully, and said, "However, I think Lingling is fine, she is the best."

　　 "Yes, as long as Lingling is still there, there is a chance to give Gangrong a child." Guo Furong said, looking at her child.

　　The pink and tender appearance made Guo Furong's heart almost melted.

　　 She can’t wait to hope that Zhao Gangyu can come, but Zhao Gangyu must be with Huang Lingling and comfort Huang Lingling, she knows this.

　　 Therefore, Guo Furong can only hope that Huang Lingling can ease from that pain soon.

　　 "Steel, you go and accompany Furong."

　　 Huang Lingling whispered to Zhao Gangyu.

　　 "I'll be over in a while."

　　Zhao Gangyu shook his head.

　　 "Your child is there too."

　　 Huang Lingling said, "Don’t be because of me, just..."

　　 "Sister Lingling, don't say anything, I'll be over in a while."

　　 Zhao Gangyu said, "Now I just want to accompany you and him."

　　 Huang Lingling’s eyes slowly filled with mist, and she hugged the child in her arms tightly.

　　 Tears kept flowing down, dripping on the child’s head.

　　 It's a pity that the child doesn't have any reaction.

　　 Zhao Gangyu got up and took Huang Lingling and the child into his arms.

　　 "Sister Lingling, don't be sad."

　　 "Give me a little time, a little time, I can recover." Huang Lingling smiled forcefully.

　　 Zhao Gangyu's heart couldn't stop hurting.

　　 He looked down at the child in his arms and said, "Lingling, leave him to me."

　　 "Don't."

　　 Huang Lingling shook her head.

　　 "Give him to me..."

　　 "No."

　　 Huang Lingling continued to shake her head.

　　Zhao Gangyu sighed.

　　 I still wanted to say something, but suddenly I saw Huang Lingling's face suddenly stiffened.

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 asked Zhao Gangyu.

　　 "He... he moved!"

　　 Huang Lingling's face turned into ecstasy in an instant. She picked up the baby in her arms and said, "Gang Ju, he, he just moved, I feel it."

　　 "Lingling, he has gone."

　　Zhao Gangyu said in a deep voice, "A few hours have passed...If he was really alive, he would have moved."

　　 "But, but he really moved!"

　　 Huang Lingling looked at the baby in her hand and said, "Xiao Gangyu, you, did you move just now, did you?"

　　The baby still has no reaction at all.

　　 "Lingling, don't do this anymore."

　　Zhao Gangyu said with a heartache, "He is gone, all we can do is to send him one last ride."

　　 "But, but he really moved, he really moved!"

　　 Huang Lingling cried out~IndoMTL.com~ He really moved, my son, really moved! "

　　 Huang Lingling's voice was very loud, Su Yanni and others rushed over when she heard the voice.

　　People are all looking at Huang Lingling.

　　 Huang Lingling hugged the child tightly and said, "I really felt it, he really moved, why don't you guys believe me!"

　　 Zhao Gangyu stretched out his hand and gently touched the baby's pulse.

　　 there is no pulse.

　　Zhao Gangyu sighed, "Lingling, I can't feel any pulse."

　　 "He really, really moved, just now, he moved his hand, I swear, I swear I feel it, I really feel it."

　　 Huang Lingling yelled, as if she was crazy.

　　 Zhao Gangyu's heart is extremely painful.

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