Daisy Buchanan felt the warm flow from her thighs and was enveloped by a sense of panic. "Atticus, please save our child."
Atticus Finch was also shocked and picked Daisy up, striding out without any regard for the traffic lights, leaving Tom Robinson behind with a resolute figure.
Tom Robinson watched his own hand, still stained with oatmeal porridge, and without any care, stretched out his red tongue and licked it, then sucked it fiercely as if in anger.
Looking at his pale wound, Tom Robinson hooked a crazy smile.
Atticus Finch rushed to the hospital as if he couldnt see the traffic lights, rushing through.
Daisy clutched her stomach, her hands trembling uncontrollably. She prayed in her heart.
Baby, you must live well!
"Miscarriage, take the medicine to flush the child out," the doctor said, and Daisy felt as if the heavens had played a huge joke on her.
She grabbed the doctors arm, her fingertips turning white from the force.
Daisy looked at the doctor hopefully: "Are you lying to me, hes still safe in my belly, right?"
"Dont get excited," the doctor comforted, but his eyes were on Atticus.
Atticus grabbed her hand that was clutching the doctor, his eyes staring at her, "We will have another child."
Daisy was stunned, staring at him, then suddenly laughed, "Do you know who killed our child?"
Atticus was taken aback, his face a bit unpleasant, his voice cold: "Are you trying to frame someone? It was clearly you who fell."
Daisy was angry and bit Atticuss arm fiercely, her expression frantic.
Atticus looked at her like this, unusually did not retort, and let Daisy act.
Daisys tears fell drop by drop on his shoulder, dampening his clothes.
He felt as if his heart was being torn by something, very painful.
The child was aborted.
Daisy didnt eat or drink for several days, just staring blankly at her front.
Tom Robinson looked at Daisy, who was full of despair for the world, without any guilt in his heart, thinking that those who blocked his way deserved it!
But he didnt show it on his face, blaming himself as he said to Atticus, "Its all my fault, if I hadnt gone to cook you some birds nest porridge in the middle of the night, it wouldnt be like this now."
Atticus said wearily, "Its not your fault, its just that Im not destined to have this child."
Tom Robinson was stunned by such a sentence, stunned for a moment.
Not destined to have?
What does this mean?
Atticus also realized that he had said too much, so he stopped talking.
Seeing Daisys despairing look at the world, he asked the butler to bring Dr. Carraway.
Seeing Dr. Carraway, Daisy finally had some reaction.
"How come youre here?"
Daisy knew that no one could come to the Finch residence unless Atticus allowed it.
"To see you."
Dr. Carraway said, but he was extremely distressed for Daisy.
When did the most beautiful and vibrant school flower in their school become like this?
Just because of Atticus Finch?
"Why am I doing this?" Daisy looked up at Dr. Carraway, met his distressed eyes, and her heart was suddenly messy.
Tears also flowed down the corners of her eyes, Daisy wiped in a panic, but the more she wiped, the more tears came out, and in the end, she gave up.
Dr. Carraway picked up a handkerchief, walked forward, sat on her bed, and wiped her tears.
Atticus thought about it and still felt that it was not safe to let Dr. Carraway accompany Daisy.
Thinking about it, he wanted to go and see.
Tom Robinson came over and deliberately exposed his injured hand, grabbing Atticus, and said, "What do you want to do?"
Atticus was full of Daisys figure in his heart and eyes, and he didnt notice Tom Robinsons little action, so he said, "To go see Daisy."
"Have you fallen in love with Daisy?" Tom Robinson asked as if he were going all out.
Atticus didnt expect Tom Robinson to say this, and perhaps to cover up his own panic, he patted Tom Robinsons shoulder and said, "How could it be, you know it."
"But I cant let Dr. Carraway give me a green hat." He changed his tone and strode towards the living room.
Tom Robinson sneered, and he didnt stop it anymore, looking down at the wound on his hand, there was no expression on his face.
Atticus went there and saw Dr. Carraway wiping Daisys tears, as if they were the family, which deeply hurt his eyes.
A nameless fire burned from his heart all over his body.
He didnt know what was wrong with him. Seeing Daisy getting close to others made him very, very angry, and he didnt want to know.
He only knew that Daisy was his own private property. Now he is like a child whose favorite toy was taken away.
"Youre doing what!" Atticus roared angrily.
Daisy was startled and shivered, Dr. Carraway was magnanimous, stood up, and said, "Im wiping her tears."
Atticus came in, and even his footsteps were heavy enough for people to hear.
"Why are you qualified?"
Dr. Carraway smiled, "Because you dont love her."
Atticus was stunned: "Then she is also mine."
Daisys heart was cold, and she couldnt lift any strength at all, she looked at Atticus pitifully, and said humbly, "Do you really, not love me at all?"
Her voice trembled, this was the first time she spoke to him after her miscarriage.
Atticus was silent.
Daisy opened her mouth and after a long time, she found her voice: "Then why did you get close to me?"
Her hands tightly clenched the quilt, the back of her hands turned white from the effort.
After hesitating for a long time, she still spit out the question she didnt want to believe.
"Is it because Im a bit similar to that Tom Robinson?"