Volume 113, Section 1282: Our Son Is Dead19 "The Child Is Dead" Li Juefeng's voice sounded behind her again, and every word was spoken extremely hard, but no emotion could be heard.By the glass window, Gu Xiaoai's figure suddenly stopped, and he suffered a cardiac arrest.Li Juefeng stood not far behind her, a pair of black eyes locked on her figure.Tong's mother stood aside and shed tears.Time seemed to stand still for a long time, a long time Gu Xiaoai turned around and looked at Li Juefeng's cold face, and asked as if she hadn't heard clearly, "What did you say" Did she hallucinate just now, did she seem to hear someone say something to her, it was an auditory hallucination, "Gu Xiaoai, the child is dead, our son is dead" Li Juefeng stared at her sluggish face and said word by word, his deep voice was almost forced out of his throat.Gu Xiaoai, the child is dead, our son is dead, Gu Xiaoai is dead, our son is dead, Gu Xiaoai is dead, our son is dead, our son is dead, Gu Xiaoai's whole person froze in place, looking at Li Juefeng's cold and expressionless face, his lips trembled, and he used his strength for a long time before saying, "Li Juefeng, what nonsense are you talking about" What is the child dead When she was on the operating table, she clearly heard the child crying, how could she die, how could she die, this is impossible, At that time, the doctor wanted her to take a look at the child, but her voice instantly became hoarse and unspeakable."
He died, he was born prematurely, and he died on the third day of life."
Li Juefeng said, a pair of eyes always staring straight at her.How can it be that she died on the third day after birth, no, no, premature babies are not so easy to die, the doctor checked everything before he operated on her This must be a joke, Li Juefeng is teasing her, is he joking with her, he was joking with her, and he laughed with him with his health before she took advantage of his health, so he wants to take revenge now, right, Gu Xiaoai walked towards Li Juefeng step by step, carefully observing his face.She couldn't see what his solemn expression represented Gu Xiaoai stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve, and a smile was difficult to pull out on her pale face that was frightened, and her voice was dumb, "Li Juefeng, if you tell me now that this is a joke, I won't be angry, really, I won't be angry with you" Sky-high little wife: The president's 33rd intercession: