"Madam, he is really fine. He will wake up soon. I also find it very strange." The family doctor also had a surprised look on his face.
"My family must be Xing Ran, who is blessed with great fortune, and protected by the gods." Ning Ruolan immediately put her hands together and thanked the gods of heaven and earth for their grace.
Xia Hou Huan'er, who was standing by, couldn't help but shrug. There was no divine grace in this world. She had saved him just now. If it hadn't been for her, Dongfang Xingran would have been crippled this time, even if he didn't die.
When she saw the family doctor was about to leave, she quickly stopped him at the door and said, "Doctor, I just accidentally had fetal gas."
"Second Young Madam, you..." The family doctor was startled by her.
"Shh, I don't want to alarm them. Let's go back to the room first." Xiahou Huan'er said, holding her aching stomach.
"Okay, Madam Second Young Master." The family doctor knew her concerns.
It was difficult for Xiahou Huan'er to return to the bedroom. The family doctor examined her and her face became a little solemn.
"Doctor, what's wrong?" Xiahou Huan'er saw that his expression was wrong and she was a little worried.
The doctor frowned and said, "Second Young Madam, you have to take a good rest. Your fetus is a little unstable and I'm afraid it will lead to premature birth."
She must have lost her breath when she rescued Xingran just now. Xiahou Huan'er reached out and stroked her restless belly, feeling depressed and worried.
After Xiahou Huan'er took some anti-fetal medicine, she rested in the bedroom.
Under Ning Ruolan's orders, no one dared to tell the old man about Dongfang Xingran's fall from the building. If he found out, Wan Qinrou would probably have to pack her bags.
After Dongfang Xingran woke up, he clamored to find his little aunt. Only then did everyone realize that Xia Houhuan'er had left at some point.
After receiving the notice, the two brothers from the Dongfang family dropped their work and hurried back.
Dongfang Lin never expected that his daughter-in-law would actually do such a thing. He was so angry that he drove all the servants away, and then faced Wan Qinrou angrily.
"Is your heart made of snakes and scorpions? He is your son, born in ten months of your pregnancy. Do you hate the child I gave birth to so much? Do you have to torture him to death?"
While roaring, he grabbed things in the room and threw them hard. If he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to vent his resentment.
Wan Qinrou huddled in the corner, her tears already drying up.
She just didn't want her son to be taken away, so she locked him up. She just didn't want to lose him. What did she do wrong?
Why is it that everyone accuses her and no one can forgive her.
Even her husband and son hate her.
Dongfang Lin was like a wounded trapped animal. He suddenly rushed over, grabbed her wrist, and roared fiercely: "Tell me, do you hate this family very much?"
She slowly raised her head and looked at him leisurely, letting him shake her without saying a word.
"What do you want me to do so that you can be normal?" Dongfang Lin looked at her numb expression, feeling so distressed that he could hardly breathe.
"Let's get a divorce, let's get a divorce..." She was really tired, and as long as she was allowed to leave this place, she was willing to let go.
"Divorce?" Dongfang Lin's expression turned ferocious. He pinched her wrist hard and roared, "No, I won't divorce you unless I die."
Wan Qinrou looked at him blankly, and when she saw his face that resembled Dongfang Xing's, her heart ached and she couldn't help but shed tears.
