Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

Chapter 369 Save, save...

"Dodo~ Dodo~"

Because of the pain and his extreme weakness, his voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

His unease grew stronger, but he still couldn't wake Qian Duoduo.

He could feel the life of the baby in his belly slipping away.

"Duoduo~"

But his voice remained hoarse and weak.

He shouted with all his might, but all he got in return was a turn of Qian Duoduo.

In desperation, Wang Jingmo forcefully pushed over the stool next to the bed.

"Boom——"

A dull thud rang out, startling Qian Duoduo awake from her sleep.

She quickly sat up and groped her way to Wang Jingmo's bedside in the dark.

"Jingmo? Jingmo? What's wrong?"

"Bang—"

Qian Duoduo couldn't see the road ahead and tripped over the overturned stool.

But ignoring the pain in her knees, she limped toward the bedside.

She tentatively reached out to touch Wang Jingmo's face and found that he was already covered in sweat.

Thinking about his current physical condition, Qian Duoduo trembled with fear.

"Jingmo, don't scare me, say something!"

Qian Duoduo's voice was trembling uncontrollably.

She looked at the pitch blackness before her and was about to turn around to light a candle when Wang Jingmo grabbed her sleeve.

"Baby, baby..."

His voice was even weaker, and Qian Duoduo had to put her ear to his mouth to hear him.

But now, Qian Duoduo shouted "Doctor Wang!" at the top of her lungs.

Qian Duoduo forced herself to calm down. She believed that Dr. Wang had heard her and would come over soon.

But now, she needs to light the candles first and see how Jingmo is doing.

"Jingmo, be good, I'll go light a candle."

Qian Duoduo gently stroked Wang Jingmo's head to help him relax.

Wang Jingmo loosened his grip on Qian Duoduo's sleeve and covered his stomach.

it hurts...

It's not just my body that's in pain, but my mind is aching too...

Qian Duoduo stumbled and staggered to light the candles.

The moment the candle was lit, Qian Duoduo saw the blood on her sleeve. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

"Mother! Mother!"

Qian Duoduo's voice boomed, hoping that Doctor Wang would come quickly.

She hadn't even noticed the stickiness on Wang Jingmo's hands.

Qian Duoduo rushed to Wang Jingmo's bedside and kissed Wang Jingmo's cheek with trembling lips.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Her hand trembled as she reached under the covers, and through the gap in the blankets, she could smell the blood.

She held Wang Jingmo's hand and kept comforting him.

"Bam—"

Doctor Wang pushed the door open and came in. He was slightly taken aback when he saw that Qian Duoduo's face and body were covered in blood. But when he saw Wang Jingmo's appearance, he knew what had happened.

Her heartache was indescribable; that was her child's most cherished baby.

Doctor Wang thought that Qian Duoduo had taken it upon herself to make Wang Jingmo drink the abortion pill that night.

Despite her anger, she didn't lay a hand on him; she calmly chased Qian Duoduo out.

"Mother, I..."

Qian Duoduo stood at the door, her hands stained with blood, staring helplessly at the closed door.

Doctor Wang looked at Wang Jingmo, who seemed about to die at any moment, and his eyes reddened slightly.

She sniffed, composed herself, and began to treat Wang Jingmo.

Despite having prepared herself mentally, a tear still rolled down her cheek when she saw half the bedsheets stained red with blood.

Wang Jingmo saw Doctor Wang standing there in a daze, and with difficulty he raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Doctor Wang's clothes.

"Help, help!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Jingmo fainted.

Knowing that there was no time to lose, Dr. Wang immediately opened the door and instructed Qian Duoduo to prepare the necessary items.

The fetus is not yet fully formed, but it still needs to be cleaned.

Qian Duoduo numbly obeyed Doctor Wang's instructions.

Although she had already convinced herself to accept the child's departure, she still felt heartbroken when the moment actually came.

Dr. Wang and Qian Duoduo worked all night to completely finish the treatment.

The two people sat slumped on the edge of the bed, neither of them uttering a sound, as if they were mourning for the unborn child.

Doctor Wang glanced at the barely bright sky outside, then slowly stood up, dragging his weary body.

She still needed to prepare medicine for Jingmo, otherwise his body wouldn't be able to withstand the miscarriage.

Qian Duoduo followed Doctor Wang out unconsciously, like a walking corpse.

The moment Dr. Wang closed the door, he saw Qian Duoduo following behind her and reached out to push her back.

"You stay with Jingmo."

Her voice was unusually calm, like a stagnant pool.