165. Chapter 165 Don't laugh at other men in the future 17
She remained silent, lying on his chest, silently resisting the unbearable swelling and pain. In fact, the more gentle he was, the more aggrieved she felt. Her little hands grabbed his shirt, and her body kept trembling.
The tears I had been holding back for a long time fell down one by one.
He couldn't see her face, but the fingers that touched her cheek were stained with warm moisture. Thinking that she couldn't bear the pain anymore, he growled at the driver: "Drive faster!"
He could do anything to help her, but there was no way to replace this pain.
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Outside the high-end ward of Central Hospital A, Feng Hao stood up straight. Opposite him stood the director of the hospital, Li Yunzhong's uncle Li Yuanhua.
In the middle of the night, as soon as he received a call from Feng Hao, he rushed over in person. In this city, there are very few patients who can receive such treatment.
"Hao, Miss Xia's health is not optimistic!" Li Yuanhua said in a deep voice.
Feng Hao's heart sank, he couldn't be optimistic? Could it be...an incurable disease? Li Yuanhua is the top doctor in City A, ranking among the top in the country.
What he said carries a lot of weight.
"It's not cancer!" Li Yuanhua read Feng Hao's misunderstanding from his expression and quickly comforted her, "But her illness is indeed a pity for a woman!"
"Regret?" Feng Hao breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was not a fatal and incurable disease, he could say anything.
Li Yuanhua continued with regret: "Ms. Xia's constitution is cold, and she is severely cold, which is what Chinese medicine often calls uterine cold. This kind of constitution can lead to infertility."
"Will you be infertile forever?" Feng Hao asked heartbrokenly.
"It does not mean that a cold uterus means infertility, but the temperature of the uterus is low, which is not conducive to the growth of the fetus. Even if she is pregnant, it is easy to miscarry, which is no different from infertility. Of course, careful conditioning can also improve her physical condition.
But you also know that Western medicine can't treat it, and the process of Chinese medicine is very slow, and it has to be persisted, and the patient can't do it if he doesn't have a little perseverance and attentiveness."
"As long as it can be improved, anything can be said." Feng Hao feels that as long as there is a way, it doesn't matter whether it's money, perseverance or carefulness.
"I don't want her to know." Then he added that he really felt sorry for her and couldn't bear to cause her any more troubles.
He turned around and looked at the closed door of the ward. The lights on the ceiling highlighted his handsome face like a knife, and his amber eyes as deep as the sea, making him look like a high and mighty king.
His woman must not have any regrets!
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The next morning, the first ray of morning light shone through the curtains. Feng Hao, who was used to getting up early, opened his eyes. He wanted to turn his body, but found that he couldn't move his arms.
Lowering her head, Xia Yucheng rested her head on his arm and leaned on his chest. She put a hand on his waist and bent her legs on his thigh.
Her peaceful sleeping face is as fresh, sweet and pitiful as the roses of England.
He reached out and caressed her cheek, her moderately thick eyebrows, her curled eyelashes, her small and straight bridge of nose. When his eyes rested on her red lips, he couldn't help but lean down and kiss her.
At first he just wanted to taste it briefly, but her sweetness and coquettish moans made him want to stop. The kiss went from shallow to deep, and his big hands kept roaming over her smooth skin.