When Xiang Yimo woke up, she felt light-headed and dizzy, and her whole body was sore and weak. She thought it might be a normal reaction during pregnancy, so she didn't pay attention.
The design draft flew to the floor, and she sorted it out. She had been drawing last night and fell asleep without realizing it. This was good. In the dead of night, she would not think about all the troubles. thing.
Xiang Yimo's eyes suddenly darkened, and her head became dizzy. She immediately closed her eyes, leaned on the sofa to adjust her breathing, and closed her eyes to rest. It might be the discomfort caused by high blood pressure during pregnancy, but the medicine was still in that room.
As the dizziness gradually subsided, Xiang Yimo glanced at the clock on the wall. In the past, Nangong Han had already gotten up to do morning exercises. So, she walked out of the room, supported the wall, and walked slowly towards their wedding room.
She stood at the door and didn't hear any movement inside, so she directly pressed the doorknob and pushed the door open——
"Ah..." Shen Mengni screamed, then grabbed the quilt and wrapped her naked body, "Are you polite? Don't you know you should knock when you enter?"
Xiang Yimo chuckled lightly, and he really took himself seriously when he occupied the magpie's nest.
"This is my room!" Xiang Yimo reminded her, who is the real owner? Shen Mengni is not qualified to be arrogant to her.
"Not anymore from today!" Nangong Han walked out of the bathroom with a white bath towel around his waist. His whole body was soaked, and the crystal water droplets flowed down along the strong and tight texture, streaking across the well-defined muscles. The lower abdomen was finally sucked into the bath towel. "Yesterday, you left so casually. What are you doing here today?"
The blood on Xiang Yimo's face faded inch by inch, she bit her lip, suppressing her anger, "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong room!" She immediately turned around and walked out of the room, unwilling to stay for a second longer.
This scene hurt her heart. She covered her violently aching heart and gasped for air.
This is something she brought upon herself. If she doesn’t love her, she won’t feel the pain!
She held the wall with her hands and walked slowly down. Her steps became heavier and heavier, and her feet became more and more shaky. Her heart was blocked by a huge boulder, which made her breathless. Her face was as pale as snow, and her lips were white. The valves opened slightly, exhaling a burning breath, and the breathing became faster and faster.
She had a splitting headache, and the scenery in front of her became blurry and spinning. She held on to the railing with her slender hands and walked slowly down the stairs.
Nangong Han looked at the closed door, a cluster of flames leaping out of his dark eyes, burning with rage.
Shen Mengni got out of the bed, naked, walked towards Nangong Han, hooked her arms around his neck, "You can't leave me alone, so you came to find me again?"
"Get out of here!" Nangong Han showed no mercy and pushed her away. His eyes happened to glance at a medicine bottle in front of the bedside table.
At this moment, he remembered that it was already past the time for her to take antihypertensive medicine, so he immediately picked up the medicine bottle and rushed it out.
It turned out that she entered this room just to get the pills, but he deliberately arranged a show for her to enjoy and drove her out mercilessly.
"Xiang Yimo, your medicine!" Nangong Han stood at the top of the stairs and shouted to her. In order not to show his concern for her, his tone was deliberately low and cold, "I will let Butler He take care of your clothes." You move out, and don't set foot in that room again!" He threw the medicine bottle in her direction.
Xiang Yimo's hand holding the handrail of the stairs was trembling. She slowly turned her head and saw the pill bottle thrown at her. She reached out to catch it. The picture in front of her suddenly became blurry, and her weak and weak body moved forward.
One tilt——
"Xiang Yimo!" Nangong Han's black eyes froze, and he roared angrily. His frosty eyes instantly turned into water, which was so shocking that his heartbeat stopped and his breathing stagnated.
Xiang Yimo rolled down the last five stairs. Her pure white pajamas bloomed quietly in the air like an epiphyllum. Finally, she rolled down on the soft carpet. Her pale face was very calm, as if she had entered
Sleeping dreams.
Nangong Han quickly walked down the stairs and picked her up, "Momo, wake up!" When he touched her forehead, he realized that it was frighteningly hot.
"Why do you think you are a husband? You have sent little Momo to the hospital just one day after you married her! It's really a life-killing thing for a wife. Whoever marries you will be unlucky!" Teng Yue took the risk and scolded him mercilessly.
Nangong Han stood outside the emergency room, anxious, and gave him a cold look, "I should have used that needle to sew your mouth shut!"
"Even if you want to sew my mouth shut, I still have to say it! You have made her belly bigger, so you should be responsible for her. You know clearly that she has gestational hypertension, so you should take good care of her! You still let her
Catch a cold and have a fever..."
"Shut up!" Nangong Han was already in chaos, but now he was even more upset listening to Teng Yue's chatter.
"Yimo, Yimo, how is she doing now?" Su Zilin hurried over, unkempt, disheveled, and wearing two different shoes.
Teng Yue looked her up and down with a look of disdain on his face, "Did you just get out of the garbage?"
"I'm not in the mood for a quarrel with you today. You're not a doctor. Why don't you go to the emergency room?"
Teng Yue turned his eyes leisurely to Nangong Han and said coldly, "Because I am not a woman, someone grabbed me and refused to let me in!"
"This is easy to solve. Why don't you just have a lower body resection surgery on yourself?"
Teng Yue's face turned black and green for a while, "A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth!"
At this time, the door of the operating room suddenly opened.
"Doctor, how is the child?" Nangong asked coldly, trying his best to suppress his nervous emotions.
The middle-aged woman took off her mask, "You only care about your own children, but you don't care about your wife's life or death? What kind of man!" She rolled her eyes at Nangong Han and ignored him.
Housekeeper He was stunned for a moment. He admired this aunt so much that she dared to speak to Nangong Han like this. Besides Xiang Yimo, the only one who wanted to do this was Xiang Yimo.
"Director He, how is little Momo?"
"Dean, the two babies have been saved, but there are signs of miscarriage. You should be more careful in the future. It's best to rest in bed..."