Li Nian felt cold for a second when he heard the fetal pressure, and asked again with a bit of indifference: "Oh, how is she now?"
"Ah? It's okay. I went to check it out yesterday. It's fine. She's lying on the bed at home. Sister-in-law Wu is taking good care of her."
"Oh." Li Nian nodded, his heart calmed down, and then, with a somewhat indifferent attitude, he lay down on Zhu Ye's sofa: "I'm a little tired, I'll take a nap."
"Didn't you receive their call?" Zhu Ye coughed and asked again.
"No." Li Nian opened his eyes without emotion, glanced at Zhu Ye, and then said slowly: "I didn't bring my phone with me, I left it at home."
That day, when he and Wen Jiaren were having such a trouble, he was so angry that he didn't care about so many things.
"Well, should I prepare the car now and you go back home and see her?"
"No, I don't want to go back just yet." Li Nian closed his eyes, with a somewhat restful attitude, "Didn't you say she's fine? Then what else would I do?"
"What's more, if she doesn't feel well, it's useless to call Qin Shi or me."
Anyway, she doesn't need him, right?
What's more, what she had was fetal bleeding, and he just didn't want that child.
Thinking of this, Li Nian seemed to have thought of something else. He raised his eyelids and asked, "Um, will fetal irritation kill someone?"
Zhuye thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know, probably not, I have never given birth to a child..."
Li Nian sighed and then closed his eyes.
But still couldn't sleep well.
Finally, he stretched out his hand: "Here, give me your phone."
Akeno handed it over.
Li Nian dialed a number and waited for a while.
Only then did someone answer.
He spoke calmly: "It's me, Li Nian."
There was an obvious pause on the other side for a minute.
After a moment, Wen Jiaren's voice came over: "Oh."
There is only one word.
It sounds like the voice is very hard.
So, Li Nian felt relieved and asked: "Did you go to the hospital? Are you okay?"