President Daddy, Here is Mommy

Mengmeng opened her eyes. It was dark around her, and a baby voice asked pitifully.    

Mengmeng covered her head in pain and explained desperately, "Mommy doesn't want you, Mommy doesn't."    

"Mommy, it hurts..."    

Suddenly, the child's reprimanding voice turned into a bawling sound. Then, she felt the wet top of her head and the smell of blood coming from the tip of her nose.    

The surrounding world began to collapse. The child's crying became louder and louder, and the surrounding smell of blood became stronger and stronger.    

"Baby, baby..."    

Mengmeng shouted with all her might. But other than crying, she could not hear any other response.    

Gradually, the crying of the child became softer, until it eventually turned into a dying "hmph" sound.    

"No, no..."    

Meng Meng covered her ears in despair, wanting to stop all of this. But she didn't even know where the child was.    

"No!"    

Meng Meng suddenly opened her eyes. She saw the white ceiling and realized that it was just a dream. She let out a sigh of relief.    

Her hand subconsciously touched her stomach, but she didn't touch anything.    

"Child? Where's my child?"    

She wanted to stand up, but the effects of the anesthetics had yet to pass. She struggled to get half of her body up and quickly fell back.    

There was nothing around, not a single person.    

Everything that had happened before she passed out had flooded her mind. It turned out that everything that had happened just now was not a dream at all! It was her child who had really asked for help from her!    

Slowly, a violent contraction occurred. The intense contraction caused her to nearly faint from the pain.    

However, the pain explained one thing: The effects of her anesthetics had passed!    

She slowly got up from the bed. The moment her toes touched the ground, she fell to her knees in pain.    

She tried to stand up again several times, but it was all in vain.    

She did not stand up. She knelt on the ground and crawled forward with difficulty.    

Three to four meters in front of her was the operating table that she had just laid down. Her child must be there!    

Finally, she crawled over and supported herself with the infusion stand on the operating table. She wanted to stand up, but she lost her balance and fell to the ground again.    

She could not care about the pain on her body. As long as it was something that could be propped up by her side, she did not let go of any of it.    

Finally, after she persisted for a while, she stood up. It was because of this that she was able to see her child as she wished. There was a small plate next to the scalpel, and there was a bloody lump in it.    

She recognized it at first glance. It was her child.    

Her tears flowed out uncontrollably.    

"Baby, Mommy has let you down... Mommy has let you down..."    

When Gu Xialuo walked in with the anti-inflammatory medicine, she saw Mengmeng leaning on the operating table and trembling slightly.    

She frowned unhappily, "Why are you up? You should have a good rest."    

As she spoke, she put down the medicine in her hand and prepared to carry her back to the bed.    

When he got closer to her, he saw that he had somehow cracked his skin. Blood was dripping down her knees.    

However, she seemed as if she didn't know what was going on. She just stared blankly at the dead baby in front of her.    

She walked forward and picked her up. The person in her arms was like a boneless person. He didn't struggle, he didn't resist, and he didn't even change his movements.    

Her eyes were still fixed on the direction of the Dead Infant. It was as if there was nothing else in front of her other than the Dead Infant.    

"Mengmeng, look at me!"    

Gu Xialuo was a little afraid. He kept feeling that something was different.    

Mengmeng looked at the man in front of her and suddenly there was confusion in her eyes.    

She was so confused that she did not seem to know him.    

Gu Xialuo's pupils shrank and her face was full of disbelief.    

"Do you know... who I am?"    

Mengmeng shook her head in confusion and suddenly smiled sweetly at him, "Uncle, you are really good-looking!"    

Gu Xialuo heard her call uncle and took half a step back in surprise.    

"You really don't know who I am?"    

The girl in front of her wrinkled her delicate nose and said very innocently, "I don't know!"    

"Then... do you know who you are?"    

Gu Xialuo had a bad idea in her heart.    

"Who am I?"    

Mengmeng tilted her head as if she was trying very hard to remember, but she could not remember. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt and her face hurt all over.    

"Sob, sob, sob... I can't remember. It hurts."    

Gu Xialuo looked at the person who suddenly cried in front of her with a complicated expression.    

"Where does it hurt?"    

"My head, my head, my stomach, my stomach and knees hurt."    

Meng Meng pointed from top to bottom, crying as she spoke intermittently.    

She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt so sad, and her heart began to hurt.    

Was she going to die?