"Why?" Qiao Lin didn't expect that she would be so calm. She slowly turned around and looked into Yin Tianqi's dark eyes, which contained a hint of heartbreaking self-blame.
But why did he suddenly have such an idea? It was clearly him who suggested having a child before!
"Yin Tianqi, are you afraid that I will treat Li Xi badly in the future? Don't worry about this. No matter if I have one child or two children, I will treat him as if he is a child!"
Even if it wasn't for the blood connection between Li Xi and Yin Tianqi, Jenny once saved Qiao Qiao, and she always treated the child with a grateful and forgiving heart, even if he had hurt Qiao Qiao.
Yin Tianqi's facial muscles twitched, and he moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but looking at the excitement on her face, he finally said nothing.
"Yin Tianqi, why are you always like this? You never tell me what you think!"
"Have you ever asked me how I feel? I've been insulted and had a miscarriage. I finally got out of the shadows and wanted to stand in the sunshine with you, but why didn't you even give me this little hope?" Joe
Lin told herself not to cry, but the tears couldn't help but fall from her eyes.
She was afraid that she would lose her mind and blame him the next moment, so she grabbed the clothes in her hands and walked out quickly without waiting for the answer she wanted to hear.
"Linlin!" Yin Tianqi rushed over from the big bed and grabbed the corner of her clothes. Qiao Lin was caught off guard and pulled down by him. She staggered back and fell to the big bed with him.
He pulled away her hand covering her face and found that her whole face was covered with tears.
"Linlin, I'm sorry!" Yin Tianqi panicked. He directly picked up his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but Qiao Lin pushed him away angrily.
After repeating this several times, she no longer refused. Yin Tianqi's fingers were stained with her tears, and he licked them with the tip of his tongue, feeling bitter in his heart.
"It's not what you think, Linlin! You know that my mother died of a heart attack, and Xin'er also inherited her disease. Now Xiyao is also the same. I asked the doctor. Although the chance of inheritance across generations is small,
It’s not impossible.”
"I'm very scared, do you know? My eldest brother once gave his own life in exchange for a healthy heart for Xin'er. I can no longer bear that kind of responsibility!"
Xi Yao's illness made him completely scared. Wen Wenxin was sad, helpless and sad. Qian Hui even died of a heart attack when Wen Wen was giving birth and left them.
Yin Tianqi was scared. Even though neither he nor Yin Tianqing had inherited such a medical history, even the doctor said that there was a 10% chance of inheritance across generations. Can he take the risk?
Therefore, he hesitated and was afraid that such misfortune would be transferred to the next generation. If so, he would collapse and Qiao Lin would not be able to bear it.
"Yin Tianqi, you big fool!" Qiao Lin burst into tears after hearing this. She didn't expect that the thoughts hidden in his heart were so meticulous.
"It can't be such a coincidence! Look, it's okay for Jenny to give birth to Li Xi, and it's okay for me to give birth to Qiao Qiao. Tianqi, it'll be okay..." Qiao Lin buried her face in his palm, this man...
, so silly and adorable.
"You bad guy has caused me to shed so many tears. Yin Tianqi, you have to be more optimistic. God has tortured us for so long, and he won't torture us again, so just believe in him once, okay?"
"You see, Xin'er can survive it, so can we!"
Qiao Lin clasped his fingers, as if to give him strength. Yin Tianqi's scruples were not without reason. He and she had finally been together, and they hadn't enjoyed enough happiness yet. He didn't want to go through any more hardships.
"Linlin, I've thought about it. We have a son and a daughter, that's enough! What should we do if the 10% chance becomes true?"
Yin Tianqi touched her facial features with his fingers. His Linlin had been suffering for so long, and he couldn't let her suffer any more.
"That won't happen, Tianqi!" Qiao Lin wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Yin Tianqi, "Linlin, stop talking, we don't want children!"
He can't even walk on his own now. If he has a child and something goes wrong, what kind of happiness will Qiao Lin have in this life?
"But..." Qiao Lin looked at him eagerly, swallowing all her words.
However, she really wants to have another child!
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Xi Yao developed a high fever on the fourth night of hospitalization. A series of rejection reactions caused by inflammation made the little man's entire face burn red.
Wen Xin stayed in the ward all night. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had closed her eyes. Mo Sijue and she took turns keeping vigil, but every time she closed her eyes, she couldn't sleep well. The smell in the hospital really made her smell it.
It feels difficult to move.
"Don't worry too much. You may have a high fever in the past few days. Once this period passes, you can be discharged from the hospital!"
Wen Xin didn't listen to a word of what the doctor said, but Mo Sijue seemed a little calm. He kept the doctor's instructions in mind and stayed by Xi Yao's side.
Because Xi Yao was not feeling well, he cried every time he woke up in the past few days. As a child who loved to laugh, Wen Wen felt that she hadn't seen him smile for a long time. She felt extremely distressed, but there was nothing she could do.
The fever subsided the next morning, and Wen Xin fell asleep lying on the bedside. She held his little hand with one hand and felt the soft little hand in her palm move. She immediately opened her eyes and saw Xi Yao.
He blinked a pair of dark blue eyes and waved his arms for her to hug.
"Xiyao, my good baby!" Wen Xin smiled immediately. Seeing that his face was rosier, she picked him up, but he could only lie flat on her lap. The doctor said that he should be held in a position that avoids compression.
When it comes to his heart, you have to watch him to prevent him from moving randomly, which involves his heart.
So these days, she and Mo Sijue were very careful, even holding his little hand when sleeping. He liked to move around, and moved his little arms and legs very hard.
Wen Xin kissed his little hand, and there were still some bruises on the row of pinholes on his arm. She touched his belly carefully, and the little man immediately laughed happily.
When Mo Sijue came in, he looked at the smiles on the faces of the mother and son. He walked over, pinched his little cheeks, and kissed his forehead loudly, "My son is great! Dad loves you!"
Mo Sijue was not a person who would talk about love. Even in Wen Wen's eyes, he was childishly jealous of Xi Yao, but his love for his son was no less than hers.
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