In the hospital.

White Mo Han stands in silence, a pair of deep eyes staring at the light in front of the emergency room.

Before clearly all good, how can suddenly fainted? Did he not know what happened during this time?

If anything happens to her blamed! He couldn't even think about it!

After a long time, the emergency room door was pushed open, and a doctor in a white coat came out.

"How's it going, doctor?" White Mo Han rushed forward anxiously.

The doctor glanced at him, his face was very ugly: "nothing, just too much pressure, overwork for a long time, coupled with a slight malnutrition, will lead to fainting."

Too much pressure? Overwork? innutrition?

Every time the doctor said a word, white ink cold's face sank. How does this woman usually take care of herself?

"Are you her husband?" The doctor asked again.

"Yes."

"How did you become a husband?"?! Your wife is pregnant, you still make him work so hard, you... "

"What did you say? Pregnant? " White ink cold blocked the doctor's words, the expression on the face instantly solidified.

"Yes, your wife has been pregnant for more than a month, don't you know?"

More than one month pregnant

So far, they have been married for more than a month.

Oh

Think of this, white ink cold squint eyes, hanging in the side of the hand tightly clenched into a fist, issued a "cluck" sound, for a long time, did not say a word, turned and strode away.

……

In the ward, Xiaoyou slowly opens her eyes. It's snowy white all around. This is In hospital?

Struggling to sit up, she felt it all over her body, and there seemed to be no discomfort. She remembered that she seemed to have a stomachache, and then fainted. Was she too tired recently?

"Miss Gong, are you awake?" A doctor came in.

"Ah, me, what's the matter?" Seeing the doctor coming, Xiao you asked in a hurry.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Gong. You just have too much pressure and some malnutrition to faint."

"Oh, that's it." Xiaoyou is relieved. Fortunately, it's not a big problem.

"However, Miss Gong, although work is important, you can't help worrying about your health. After all, you still have children, even if it's not for yourself..."

"What did you say? Children? " Xiao you was stunned.

"Don't you know? You've been pregnant for a month

"Pregnant?" Xiaoyou is stunned. Is she pregnant? How could that be? She had made up her mind to divorce Bai Mohan, but now, with this child, she

Wait! incorrect!

"Doctor, are you mistaken? I I've had a holiday before. " She remembers clearly that she has a holiday this month, but it seems to be longer than usual.

"Miss Gong, are you sure it's a holiday, not Threatened abortion? "

"Threatened abortion?"

"Yes, Miss Gong, have you experienced any major impact during this time?" Asked the doctor.

"Impact? Yes, I had a car accident before. " More than a car accident? For more than a month, she has been hit by Xia Zhi's car, kidnapped by Li Shaoming, almost killed in the fire, and killed by Bai Mohan "That's it, Miss Gong. Because of the violent impact before, the vital signs of your fetus in your abdomen are very weak, and the risk of miscarriage is very high. Even if he is lucky to survive, he is likely to be defective after birth. Therefore, I hope Miss Gong can seriously consider the future of the child

Xiaoyou silently lowered her eyes. To tell you the truth, she doesn't want this child. Even though she knows that the child is innocent, her marriage with baimohan is a complete tragedy. If she has children, the fetters between her and baimohan will be deeper.

But even if she didn't want the child, she couldn't make the decision by herself. After all, anyway, Bai Mohan was the father of the child.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyou suddenly realized that from waking up to now, she didn't seem to see Bai Mohan. Does he know the existence of this child?

"Doctor, do you know who brought me here?"

"It's a Mr. Bai."

Mr. Bai? That must be white ink cold, at that time oneself is fainting in the home, besides he also can't be others. "What about the others?"

"He?" The doctor frowned and thought carefully: "it seems that I sent you here and left. I haven't seen him either."

Gone?

Xiaoyou's heart gradually sank down. She thought that Bai Mohan's closeness during this period of time represented that he was different from before. Now, she fainted and was admitted to the hospital, but the man didn't even show his face. It's really, as always, merciless."Doctor, when can I leave the hospital?" Since there's no big problem, she doesn't want to stay in the hospital all the time. She has to find Bai Mohan, and she should tell him.

"You can do it at any time, just Gong Xiaoyou. Your body is your own. You should pay more attention to it at ordinary times."

"Thank you, doctor." Even though she knows that it's just a routine, Xiaoyou can't help sighing. Even a stranger is more concerned about herself than Bai Mohan. What reason does she have to keep the child and continue to hinder their marriage without any feelings?

Pack up things, just out of the ward, a small figure suddenly hit on the body of small you.

She subconsciously lowered her head and saw a child about two or three years old, looking at herself with tears.

"What's the matter with you, little friend?" Xiaoyou squatted down slowly, raised his hand to gently wipe the tears on his face, roududu's small face, let her for a time some do not want to move her hand.

"Sister, I, I can't find my mother." Small steamed stuffed bun chokes to say.

"Ah? How could that be? Don't cry, sister. I'll take you with me Xiaoyou holds the child in her arms.

"Elder sister, do you think my mother doesn't want me?"

Looking at that small face full of tears, Xiao you's heart was poked. "No, your mother must be looking for you now."

If it is true, a woman's voice came from afar soon. "Baby? Where are you, baby? "

"It's my mother!" Small steamed stuffed bun eyes a bright, in the small leisurely bosom uneasily cent ground twist.

Xiaoyou quickly put him down and watched him run towards the woman with his short, fleshy legs.

"Mom!"

Loud, happy voice, directly penetrated into the heart of Xiaoyou, like a feather, light floating in the softest place.

Mom? Why, these two words, can let own heart, so sour?

Hand, slowly stroked in his stomach, this little life, is not the future will also be so loud call themselves, mom?

In Xiaoyou's mind, the picture of the mother and son embracing each other just now reverberates all the time, so that people don't know when they bump into each other. "Girl?" A familiar voice sounded in my ear.