Her body can no longer bear it. This child is like a time bomb. One day, maybe she will be taken away too.
Xiang Qinglan bit her lip slightly. The taste really made her uncomfortable. It was very bitter and difficult to swallow. She had already drank many sips, but now, she really didn't want to drink it at all.
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"Lan Lan, drinking this is good for the baby," Su Zhetuo held the bowl in his hand and could only talk about the child helplessly in the end.
When she heard that it was for the sake of her children, Xiang Qinglan looked at the bowl of black stuff in his hand and held it up with her own hands. She brought the bowl to her mouth and tried her best not to smell the smell that would make her
She tasted the unpleasant taste, and as she drank sip after sip, a drop of water fell into the bowl and she drank it into her mouth.
Really? She already owes this baby a lot if she is good to the baby. As long as she can do anything for him, she will definitely do it. As long as she is good to him, she can eat anything.
Baby, this is your nutrition. You need to grow up. She put her hand on her abdomen. This baby is very well-behaved and has very few fetal movements.
However, she thought that her child was good, but he didn't know that it was not that the child was good, but that the child's vitality was too weak and could only exist depending on her. If he was born, he might not be able to survive.
Maybe cry again, or laugh again.
This child is a child who has been sentenced to death by the doctor.
Su Zhetuo just looked at her, with too much heartache flashing through his eyes. Lan Lan, you will definitely persist, right?
He carefully placed his hand on her abdomen, trying to feel the child's presence. Suddenly, he felt a slight movement in the palm of his hand, as if the child was greeting him.
Xiang Qinglan also lowered his head and looked at Su Zhetuo's hand on his abdomen.
He is talking to me, isn't he? It's such an incredible little thing. Su Zhetuo has never experienced anything like this before. He is a little life, a little life that is growing.
Xiang Qinglan put down the bowl in her hand and squeezed it gently with her fingers. She also felt it. However, she thought of the green eyes of another man.
Qing, I miss you, and my baby misses you too.
Isn't she stupid? He obviously doesn't remember her anymore, but she still misses him.
I don’t know when it snowed outside again, and I don’t know how many snows it will snow this winter. By the time her child was born, it would already be spring.
In the airport, a private plane took off. A woman stood in the airport, raising her head and looking at the plane above her head. The snow had stopped falling yesterday, and it seemed that they were not willing to stay here.
It's too long, and they can't even stay for one more day. Do they want to go back so soon?
Yiruo, Arthur Wyrie, I hope you will fall in love more and more. Love you more and more.
She lowered her head and put her hand on her long burgundy hair, which was curled up into a particularly charming style.
Arthur Wyrie, you have been very cautious all your life, and no one dares to plot against you. However, your only failure is here. You are too confident, and you underestimate a woman's revenge.
You gave her everything, and then you took everything back, you gave her happiness, and then you destroyed her happiness with your own hands. She can love you for happiness, or she can hate you for loving you.
Not love, so hate.
This is her,
She is Wang Xiaolan, not Xiang Qinglan, but no matter which Lan she is, she will not escape this time.
You'll regret it, Arthur Wyrie.
And when she waits for him to regret it, it will definitely be beautiful and wonderful.
She walked out of the airport as a servant. They must have forgotten her, so they would not ask for news about her. This is the best, the best.
The person who is not noticed in the end is the most deadly person.
"Arthur, we will meet soon, and I will give you a gift that you will never forget in your life."
She walked very fast, and there was no snow accumulated on the ground. The snow fell very briefly this time, and very little. In fact, there was only a touch of white, which flashed through everyone's eyes, but it quickly and completely fell.
's disappeared.
This winter is still very cold.
When she came to the hospital again, of course, she also chose the right time. She would not come until Su Zhetuo came. The two of them were like light and shadow. They could not appear at the same time.
He is good at scheming, and she is not an economical person.
Pushing open the door of the ward, Xiang Qinglan frowned slightly when he saw her. She didn't understand, what was she doing here?
Xiang Qinglan, we are actually very destined. She smiled, her smile was cold, and she was not as proud as before. The pampered Wang Xiaolan was gone. If no one gave her everything, how could she be so pampered?
She is not stupid, and certainly not stupid. She knows who she is now.
Xiang Qinglan just sat on the side, her hand always on her lower abdomen. Maybe the medicine Su Zhetuo brought was really effective. Her belly was a little big, which meant that her baby
She has grown up a bit. As for Wang Xiaolan's existence, she is actually a little uncomfortable for her. After all, she is also Qing's woman, and they who were once love rivals cannot become friends.
And she never thought about becoming friends with her.
No matter what the reason is, it's fine.
Now, she doesn't need friends, she just needs her baby to be healthy.
Wang Xiaolan, on the other hand, stared at Xiang Qinglan's lower abdomen, with a trace of viciousness flashing in his eyes.
"You said our names both have Lan in them, and we were abandoned by a man at the same time. Do you think we are destined?" Wang Xiaolan smiled very coldly. And her voice was like a thorn, piercing into Xiang Qinglan's heart.
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However, Xiang Qinglan still shook her head in the end. She was wrong. She was not abandoned by Qing, because that person was not her Qing. Her Qing was stupid and dull, but he loved her the most and loved her the most.
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He just forgot that he was innocent.
So, no, no, Qing will not abandon her.
"What do you mean by shaking your head?" Wang Xiaolan narrowed her eyes. Sometimes she really doesn't understand what this woman is thinking about every day. Isn't she in pain? Isn't she hateful? Isn't she sad? She obviously has that person's child.
But she was thrown away by the man and completely forgotten by him.
Xiang Qinglan just pursed her pale white lips, stretched out her hand to her, and pointed at the door, but Wang Xiaolan understood her action.