He is a family man. Every time I call him husband when we are together, he will be very happy. If I don’t call him that, he will be unhappy. Why is that?

A month ago, I was still an expectant mother pregnant with a "baby". I was happy with my big belly and looked at the envious eyes of others. I was filled with joy when I thought that the baby would be born in three months.

A month later, I reluctantly walked off the hospital bed and stood in front of the window, feeling at a loss. My heart had already left with the death of my son, and the murderer kept running through my mind like a devil. I will never forget that night. , that night with lightning and thunder, he punched and kicked me in the stomach (he is my real and unnamed husband who has been living with me for more than ten years). From the beginning to the end, I did not resist at all. I was afraid that I The resistance will make him more violent, and he will kill the child with one kick. He just tries his best to use my arms to block my already bulging belly; "You still dare to block me?" he said unscrupulously. Then he said The one who came was holding my arms. I tried my best to lean towards him, trying to prevent him from kicking me in the stomach, but he pushed me with his knee. I bent down to avoid his knee, and he used his fist to say, "How did you do that?" How do you find her home (she is your husband's lover) if you know her name?" He asked angrily. I didn't answer him because my mother-in-law told me this. "If you want to divorce me now, I won't divorce you. If you leave, I will slowly torture you to death. This is just the beginning." Another kick came mercilessly. I knelt on the ground and crawled and begged: "Please don't kick me in the stomach, let me take the child away." "Don't threaten me with your child. Which woman can't give me a child? Babies aged five to six months are the strongest. Kill me to pay for it?" He kicked me to the ground again. . Then he stepped on my stomach with his foot, and I heard the sound that made my heart break, the heart-breaking pain, and my heart was bleeding. "Don't pretend to me, I haven't hit anyone in a long time, because I took action It’s too heavy. I’ve been beaten many times in prison and beaten many people, but I’ve never beaten a woman. I didn’t expect that beating a woman can be so enjoyable.” He pulled me up and leaned against the wall, pinched my neck and beat me. While talking, I had no strength at all, and everything was dark in front of me. He asked me to stand up, otherwise he would step on my belly. Thinking of my child, I got up again and again, and fell down again and again. Just like this, for two hours After that, when he was tired from beating, he would drink a glass of water and turn on the air conditioner to take a break. His clothes were soaked with sweat, so he would change into another one and continue beating. This happened several times in a row. I wanted to escape, but I had no chance or strength. Finally, his cell phone rang. , it was the woman calling. I walked to the living room to answer the phone. I heard him start to speak. I knew this was my only and last chance. I used all my strength to run to the door and opened the locked door, "You Still want to run?" He chased me, and when I ran to the third floor, he caught up with me. I shouted for help, and the neighbors came out. "This is our family matter, you don't have to worry about it," he said angrily. The neighbors started After they left, I hugged an old lady's leg tightly and said, "Please, aunt, don't leave." At this time, he kicked me a few times and slapped me twice in anger. Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and slapped me. He pulled away and I was able to escape.

After I was rescued, I called my parents-in-law and told them that he had hit me, but my mother-in-law said, "I just slapped you in the face or pulled you." It's not embarrassing enough to run out and shout." She walked away without even looking at me. I felt like I was really going to die. At this time, his aunt walked by and I called her, but she pretended not to hear. , I finally came over, and I told her that I had a stomachache. Her statement was exactly the same as that of my mother-in-law. I had no choice but to take off my clothes. I could hardly take them off, and she saw bruises all over my body. , the skin on my belly had fallen off, so I called my mother-in-law to take me to the hospital. But it was too late, the child was already dead, at the hands of that crazy devil, before he could breathe fresh air, I still Before he could feel his last fetal movement, and before we even had a chance to say goodbye, his father ended his life with his own hands. He is a murderer. He killed my child with his own hands. He can finally divorce me. . In the emergency room of the hospital, the doctor looked at me in shock, checked me urgently, and asked me about my situation. When I told the truth, my mother-in-law also interrupted and said that it was his son who pulled it with his hands. My platelets were low, and the doctor yelled. " Who are you? Does your son know martial arts? Why don't you ask him to poop again? Can pooping cause diarrhea like this? I am here to save your wife's life and your family's life. At this time, why not? If you don't tell the truth, the whole family is a beast

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The diagnosis results are out. Placental abruption, DIC, and stillbirth. DIC is particularly serious. To put it simply, it means the coagulation function is lost, and the internal organs of the whole body cannot be examined clearly. They cannot be seen. They are all congestion, and they are not sure. Whether it was damaged or not, the mortality rate of DIC was over 90%. Surgery was necessary, but surgery was not possible, and he did not even have basic coagulation function. Emergency consultations were conducted in various departments, and finally cesarean section was used to remove the fetus. My mother-in-law cried loudly when she received the notification of my critical illness, but I didn’t know whether she was crying about her grandson or her son, or whether she was risking surgery.

Money. During the operation, bags of cold blood were taken from the cold storage and pushed directly into my body, leaving all the blood and tears in my body. The entire operation lasted 4 hours, and the child was taken out. It was a boy. When I woke up in the intensive care unit, the doctor came to see me immediately and said, "I have been practicing medicine for decades, and I have never seen such medical records, and I have never seen such inhuman people. Your life was saved." , If you were even one minute late, your life would be dead. Not many people can get off the operating table with such a medical record. Besides, you have been beaten for two hours at home. What is the force that keeps you alive? " "Hate!" I said helplessly. "You married here alone and far away. You have to protect your rights. He must be punished. People like him will be despised by the world!" I have called the police, contacted the Women's Federation, contacted the media, and written to the city government. I wrote a letter... It's been nearly two months, but there's still no result. I hope that kind-hearted people all over the world can help share it! See if there is any way to help her forward it to the media or reporters on WeChat! Good people have a safe life! This animal-like man’s surname is Chen Mingzhihe, born in 1962, originally from Taihe Town, Baiyun District, Guangzhou City, now Guangzhou Jiaxin Real Estate Development Company