"But Xia Xi, she still..." Zhuo qianyun hesitated.
"Xiaxi, you don't have to worry. Although it's just a preliminary diagnosis before, it's eight to nine times of winning. I will continue to end this matter here. As for you, the most important thing now is to give birth to this child well and pass this dangerous period safely. Only when you have passed it can you say the future. Otherwise, you think you will stay in such a situation, Xiaxi Will you be happy? "
Ling is still a word, hit into the heart of Zhuo qianyun.
She bit her lip. "OK, I'll listen to you. I'll go back to deep town." Her eyes fell on her bulging abdomen under the sheet.
The child, she hopes the child can be born safely.
Ling still smell speech, a sigh of relief, "that I go to the doctor to arrange, tomorrow back to deep city."
Just as she was about to leave the ward, she suddenly thought of something and said to Zhuo qianyun, "do you really think you love ye Wenming too much?"
Zhuo Qian Yun Leng Leng ground looks at the other side, all of a sudden didn't react to come over.
"When you open your eyes, the first thing you think about is Ye Wenming's injury, not the baby in your stomach." Ling still said, "we all know how much you attach importance to this child, and even you are willing to exchange your own life for the existence of this child. But... Just now, what you are most worried about is Ye Wenming, not the child."
Zhuo qianyun was stunned. There was a kind of consternation on her face.
Ling still sighed, "sister Zhuo, have you ever thought about it? In fact, your love for ye Wenming is not shallow. It's just that you never found out how deep it is."
Ling still left the ward, and Zhuo qianyun was in silence.
Don't you know how deep it is? Heart, because of this sentence, and produce bursts of pain, and her hand, can't help caressing his abdomen.
When did she feel so much for ye Wenming?
Was it the moment when he saved her at the cost of his life? In other words, over the years, even though she kept saying that she had no feelings for him, he had already penetrated into her life and feelings.
Just... Now everything is too late, he has already forgotten that feeling, even now, she found that she loved him deeply, how?
She doesn't even know how long she can live, maybe only a few months, maybe a few years, so what can she take to love him?
With her broken and dying body?
Zhuo qianyun smiles bitterly, only tears gush out of her eyes, constantly dripping on the white bedding.
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Ling is still here, and has made a decision with the hospital. Tomorrow, the hospital will take Zhuo qianyun out of the ambulance and escort him back to Shenzhen. The emergency equipment on the ambulance can also provide better security for Zhuo qianyun.
After confirming the ambulance and the doctor who started with the ambulance, Ling still came to Ye Wenming's ward.
Ye Wenming is half lying on the bed at the moment. The wound on his forehead has been sewn up. Now he is wrapped with gauze.
Thinking of last night's scene, Ling still has a lingering fear.
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