Mu Mu still covered his head under the quilt and did not come out. The origin of this child was unknown. It would be better if it could just let nature take its course.
He didn't lose any of the intense moves, which shows how tough this kid's life is.
Will he be like her, who will only affect the people around him after he is born?
Thinking about it, she suddenly opened the quilt and turned over to get out of bed.
Seeing this, Zhao Qingqing asked nervously: "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know how he got here. It would be better if he fell off." Mu Mu said, ignoring Zhao Qingqing's worries and insisted on getting out of bed.
She slept for more than ten hours and didn't eat anything. The moment after getting out of bed, her vision went dark, she felt dizzy, and almost fell down.
Fortunately I was holding on to the bed.
She calmed down for a while, her head stopped feeling dizzy, and she began to take steps.
Seeing that Mu Mu didn't want this child, Zhao Qingqing said with a slightly reproachful tone: "Mu, don't say that he is a little life. The doctor said that half of your life is tied to this child. If he is gone, you will be 100%
Fifty lives are in danger.”
Although the doctor was talking about the time when the child was first delivered, the child was also dropped, so the danger definitely still existed.
When Mu Mu heard this, he frowned in doubt.
What is the medical principle of this?
Zhao Qingqing was afraid that Mu Mu wouldn't believe it, so he added, "I didn't lie to you."
Fifty percent risk to life...
Mu Mu's hand touched her belly again. Sure enough, he was like her, holding the mother's life in her hand before she was born.
The same goes for her. Half of the reason why her mother got that disease was because she was pregnant with her and gave birth to her.
Thinking about it, she sighed in her heart and looked outside the window. The lights in all the houses had been extinguished. In such a quiet night, she no longer felt painful thoughts, but was upset.
What should she do?
A sleepless night.
For the next three days, she couldn't eat or sleep, worrying that she had a baby in her belly for no apparent reason.
In the past two years without Yifan Lu, although she was disappointed with life and felt that there was no point in living, she had never chosen to get drunk.
There is no such thing as drunken sex.
Where did this child come from? It's like a fantasy novel.
Another morning, Mu Mu took the white porridge bought by the nurse and sipped it into his mouth in small sips.
Zhao Qingqing has been able to eat and sleep these days. She slurped porridge and gnawed on meat buns. She had a mouth full of buns. Suddenly she remembered something and turned to Mu Mu and said, "Mu, I just drove my wheelchair on the aisle.
When I was there, I heard the nurse comment that Min Yan seemed to be seriously injured, her face was swollen like a colorful bun, she had many stitches on her body, and she can't get off the ground yet."
If the pregnancy had not happened, Mu Mu would have been so happy and wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate when he heard that Min Yan was so miserable.
But now her situation seems to be worse than others, how can she be happy?
It has been three or four days since she was admitted to the hospital, and there has been no news from Yifan Lu. Could it be that she already knew that she was two months pregnant, misunderstood her, and was angry?
Thinking about it, she couldn't drink the porridge again.
'Hey', Mu Mu sighed, pushed the bowl on the table in front of him, then turned around and picked up his mobile phone from the bedside cabinet.
The screen is empty, with no missed calls, no unread messages, and no unread WeChat messages...
Nothing at all.
She turned her gaze to the window lonelyly, and her heart... was empty.
It was impossible for him not to know that she was hospitalized, so it was impossible for him not to know that she was two months pregnant.
