After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

When Fu Jingchuan arrived at the hospital, it was half an hour later, and although he was almost speeding to the hospital along the way, the distance and the traffic lights on the road were still delayed.

As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Fu Jingchuan quickly pulled the car door and got out of the car, and walked quickly to the outpatient hall.

"Hello, how to get to the maternity center?" When passing by the guidance desk, Fu Jingchuan asked.

"On the sixth floor, turn right when the elevator goes out, and there is an arrow sign on it." The nurse at the guide desk pointed in the direction of the escalator and replied politely.

"Thank you." Fu Jingchuan thanked him, turned around and left, went straight up the escalator, climbed all the way to the sixth floor in three steps and made two steps, and quickly found the obstetrics center by following the arrow sign when he turned around.

In the afternoon, there were many people in the obstetrics center, from the guidance desk to the waiting room, waiting in line at the guidance desk for registration, waiting in line next to the blood pressure monitor to measure blood pressure and weigh the weight, queuing at the door of the fetal cell waiting for fetal heartbeat, and sitting on benches waiting at the door of each consultation room, family members and pregnant women, all crowded with people.

Fu Jingchuan's gaze swept over the strange faces that were tired or expectant or excited, but none of them were timely.

He walked to the consultation desk and looked at the busy nurse: "Hello, have you ever been here with a pregnant woman named Shiyang?"

While speaking, he picked up a pen and wrote Shiyang's English name and pinyin name on the blank paper on the table, and the wedding photo of Shiyang had also been turned out on his mobile phone, pointing to the photo of Shiyang on it and saying to the nurse: "Is she still here?"

The nurse glanced at the picture and pointed to the lighted "maternity operating room": "Inside, she has been in for a while."

Fu Jingchuan's face froze, and he slowly turned around and looked at the obstetric operating room.

The door of the operating room is closed, the lights inside are transparent and bright, and the words "in operation" in big red are clear and dazzling.

Fu Jingchuan looked at the closed operating room door woodenly.

The nurse at the guide desk saw that the green tendons of his palm hanging at his side were faintly floating, and the Adam's apple was also rolling violently up and down in his throat, his handsome face was tight, and his black eyes were staring at the operating room door for a long time, and he was worried and called him: "Sir? Are you all right?

Fu Jingchuan turned his head to look at her, shook his head slightly, and then walked towards the door of the operating room.

The closed operating room door opened just then.

The nurse pushed the bed out.

In the blue and white color scheme, Fu Jingchuan saw Shi Yang on the hospital bed, the end of his eyes were red, obviously he had just cried, and the person looked a little weak.

Shi Yang also saw Fu Jingchuan standing in the aisle, the thin black long trench coat was lifted by the wind, and his black hair, which had always been fresh and neat, was a little messy, and he could vaguely see the appearance of some dust servants hurrying over.

The two met their eyes in the air, and they were both extremely calm, so calm that they were almost deadly.

Fu Jingchuan stood in place without moving, just looked at her without moving, watching her being pushed by the nurse to approach step by step, his always calm black eyes were dead silent like a pool of stagnant water, and the Adam's apple that kept rolling up and down violently revealed his violent ups and downs of emotions at this time.

The corners of Shi Yang's mouth pursed slightly, and tears welled up in her slightly wet eyes, and she turned her eyes away slightly.

Fu Jingchuan also tilted his head and turned his gaze to the other side.

When the hospital bed was pushed past him, Fu Jingchuan's palm hanging at his side moved, gently holding the bed railing.

The nurse who pushed the bed looked at him in surprise: "May I ask you?" After

asking, his eyes were already looking at Shi Yang.

Shi Yang's face was calm from beginning to end, and he didn't look at her or Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan had already looked at the nurse: "I am the father of the child.

His voice was slow and hoarse, as if it had been crushed by gravel, and it was rough as words.