Enteritis and miscarriage, why did she not distinguish it?

But how could she have miscarriage?

Why did song Jincheng lie to her and tell her what it was?

At the beginning, she felt strange, but song Jincheng insisted that she was enteritis, and she had no experience, so she never doubted.

But now, even doctors say that

In the quiet room, the mobile phone rings suddenly.

Cheng Yue went to the window with his mobile phone.

His voice is very small, just a few words, then hang up.

He returned to the bed and looked down at the girl lying on her side.

"Good luck."

"Do you want me to inform your parents?" he asked

Lu Jixiang shakes her head and stares at the infusion tube, holding the transparent liquid into her body bit by bit.

"You need to rest now."

He said, frowning.

This is a man who lives in a military camp all the year round. Even if he enters a government department, there are only elites around him, and they are all men.

He didn't know how to care and coax a woman.

However, he understood that the body is the capital of revolution!

"I see." Lu Jixiang opened her mouth gently. She seemed very tired.

Cheng Yue stares at her for a while.

He was quite helpless: "I'll go back to the office first and come back in the afternoon."

"Well..."

"How about I let the nurse take care of you?"

"Don't bother. I'm not seriously ill." She shook her head and half drooped her eyelids: "just have a sleep."

When Cheng Yue saw her like this, he couldn't let go.

"Go to bed first."

He said and walked out gently.

Not long after he left, a woman came in and sat quietly by the bed.

She should be the nurse.

Lu Jixiang didn't care. He lay on his side and didn't move.

She seems to be asleep.

I do not know how long sleep, she felt someone touching her face, rough palm rubbing her skin, bring her strange and strange feeling.

What she can be sure is that the other party is not song Jincheng.

So the answer is clear.

She suddenly opened her eyes, but, just to the eyes of shangchengyue.

It was a look she had never seen before, as gentle as moonlight.

Cheng Yue obviously didn't expect that she would wake up suddenly. After being shocked, she was embarrassed.

He withdrew his hand.

"Are you hungry?"

He light mouth, naturally put aside and she looked at the eyes: "I made some vegetables meat foam porridge, you want to taste it?"

Lu Jixiang didn't answer. He opened his eyes and looked at him without blinking.

Cheng Yue looks at her again.

"Not hungry?" He frowned slightly: "you haven't eaten much for a day. You have to"

"Director Cheng!"

Lu Jixiang suddenly interrupted him with a voice.

Cheng Yue didn't speak and waited calmly.

"I'm married!"

There is no change in Lu Jixiang's eyes, but her face is really bad.

"I know." Cheng Yue nodded and laughed at himself.

Lu Jixiang sighed softly.

"Sorry..."

That's the only way she could repay him.

"You don't need to say that." Cheng Yue opens the heat preservation bucket, and he puts porridge into the bowl one by one. On his cold face, there is almost no expression.

He continued: "we are all adults. We have some feelings. We don't have to pay back. I understand that."

Lu Jixiang looks at him suspiciously.

"What do you mean?"

She asked.

Cheng Yue handed her the bowl in his hand.

"Eat something first." He said faintly.

Lu Jixiang didn't answer.

But the smell of the food was tempting her.

She's really hungry!

"Do you want me to feed you?" Cheng Yue seldom tells jokes.

Lu Jixiang blushed, reached for it, lowered her head and ate slowly.

Cheng Yue sits beside her and looks at her silently.

"Song Jincheng is coming."

After a while, he suddenly said this sentence.

"Cough..."

Lu Jixiang was accidentally choked by food.

"Stupid!"

Cheng Yue frowned and got up to pat her on the back.

Lu Jixiang's expression was flustered: "is he coming? Then, then you "

"Are you worried about me?" Cheng Yue hooked her lips and patted her on the back with a big palm: "what are you afraid of? If you fight, he may not be my opponent."

He should have said such childish things.

Lu Jixiang can't laugh or cry.

"Director Cheng, do you want to beat up state cadres?"

Cheng Yue thought for a moment, pretended to be very serious and replied: "I mean, if he starts first..."

Lu Jixiang shook his head.

"Director Cheng, I don't want you to have a conflict."

She doesn't have the time to joke.

Cheng Yue's hand suddenly stopped.

From his present point of view, you can see the girl's side face. Her eyelashes are long and curly. Every time she talks, they will flap gently, just like the wings of a butterfly.

"Good luck."

He opened his mouth in a deep voice.

For some reason, Lu Jixiang's heart trembled.

If there is no accident, she should be able to guess his next words.

"I like you very much."

Cheng Yue's voice is very slow, but very serious.

Lu Jixiang holding the bowl, low head did not answer.

"You can think about it." Cheng Yue still looks at her.

Lu Jixiang shrinks her neck to be careful that her liver is shaking badly.

Darling, Cheng Yue has a good feeling for her!

"Aren't you dating that Zheng Keke?"

After that, she immediately regretted that she wanted to bite off her tongue.

Cheng Yue frowned.

He was silent for a moment and denied, "no, I didn't associate with anyone."

"Then you hang out with her."

Lu Jixiang raised his head.

But soon, when she was full of narrow eyes on the man, she suddenly found that she was so much more upright.

She bowed her head in frustration and said, "I'm sorry, I'm in charge of too much. Please don't care."

"How?"

Cheng Yue laughed and put his big hand on her small head: "I'm happy to answer any of your questions."