Chapter 303

Tang dreamt of it and couldn't help laughing at Wan Huo Ling Jue: "is this the test of our marriage?"

Wan Huo Ling Jue holds Tang Meng's hand tightly, obviously also very excited.

"I accepted this test and passed it. Tomorrow we will go to the hospital!"

Tang Meng nodded to Zhang Shoucheng and said, "if we confirm, I think my grandmother will come to you."

Hearing this, Zhang Shoucheng said happily, "I just think there must be some misunderstanding, so I want to have a talk with you."

"Sure enough, we're all blinded. You can go and test it, but I have to tell my father the truth. He may leave tomorrow. It's my grandfather's last wish and my father's heart disease to recognize my aunt!"

Zhang Shoucheng said, Wanzhe Ling Jue and Tang Meng said they can understand!

What's more, from Zhang Shoucheng's confident, familiar and joyful eyes, Tang Meng and WAN Huo Ling Jue have been 90% sure.

The only 10% is the last public notice issued by the hospital!

Until returning to the room, Tang Meng was not sure that all this was true.

It's like a dream!

But she knew in her heart that no one was trying to build such a bureau!

If you want to know the truth, in fact, they will know through mutual test!

When sleeping at night, Wan Dang Ling Jue finds that Tang Meng's mouth is slightly upturned, so happy that he sleeps with a smile.

It's Tang Rui who helps to find the trace of Zhang's family. When Ling Jue finds out that his grandmother is very likely to be adopted, he doesn't move.

The star thing is over, wanhuo Ling Jue wants to bring Tang Meng here to find the answer.

He doesn't want to go ahead of Tang Meng, because even if the answer is true, Tang Meng will doubt it!

Obviously, his decision is right. Tang Meng believes in this unexpected discovery. In fact, it's their fault that they were preconceived before!

Otherwise, this matter will not drag on until now.

The next day, wanhou lingjue and Tang Meng first send Chen Chen back to the villa, and then they go to the hospital for blood test without telling Li Yingfeng and Nangong Chenguang.

When Tang Meng saw a tube of blood taken and sent away with the test sheet, he sighed and said to Wan Huo Ling Jue, who was still pressing the pinhole on her wrist: "in fact, there's no need at all!"

"But I feel like I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, funny, only the cold number can make her believe it!"

Tang Meng slowly began to find some of her own differences, these differences seem to be trivial, however, it is about her thoughts and mood!

Let her will suddenly irritable, will suddenly out of control!

In the past, she was famous for her good temper. Even if she was occasionally irritable, she needed a fuse!

But now, she doesn't need anything. It's also because a cup hasn't been cleaned. She will feel irritated and irritated!

As soon as Ling Jue knew it was time to guide Tang Meng to realize her illness, he hugged Tang Meng and said, "now that you're here, why don't you go to see a doctor and listen to what he said?"

Tang Meng Wen Yan nodded, she really has such an idea!

It seems that a doctor's affirmation is needed, that she is not ill, that she is just maladjusted due to the increase of hormone after pregnancy.

After hearing Tang Meng's simple narration, the doctor nodded with a smile and said, "many pregnant women, due to various reasons in the early stage of pregnancy, will lead to your mild prenatal depression, which is also known as neurasthenia and visual obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"For example, when you look at something, you find it unpleasant. If you don't take it away, no matter how long it takes, you still feel uncomfortable."

The doctor said, Tang Meng quickly nodded.

That's what happened to her. Sometimes she would control herself rationally and tell herself where the thing itself was, which would not affect her life at all.

But no matter how many reasons and excuses she gave, until she forgot it, her heart was restless.

The doctor looked at Tang Meng's hand, tongue coating, eyes and pulse. Finally, he nodded and said, "it's very slight. I can hardly see any symptoms."

"This kind of disease itself is related to the hormones of the body and psychological factors. When it is serious, it can be manifested as restlessness at night, irritability, even inexplicable crying and self mutilation!"

"Now you have only mild symptoms. Pay more attention to rest, communicate with your family and go out for a walk. Generally, these mild symptoms are not recommended to be treated. On the one hand, the drugs are not good for your child, but will form dependence. If you keep a happy mood and go through the whole pregnancy, generally more than 90% of the people will recover by themselves."

The doctor also continued to tell Tang Meng a lot, all starting from caring for the physical condition of the child and the mother.

Wan Hou Ling Jue was listening all the time. He wanted to give the doctor a big hand. He was more serious than Tang Meng!Because the doctor's way of dealing with the patient's condition is not exaggerated, but on the basis of Tang Meng's relief of symptoms, he told her that this is a small problem. Keep a happy mood, chat with friends and relatives, go out for a walk, in short, it is to divert attention.

As long as the attention is not on the disease, the disease will naturally be better.

The doctor's trickling voice let Tang Meng's heart go back slowly. She thought a lot about it. Except that it was more serious at the beginning of the cold war with Wan Huo Ling Jue, it was more stable at other times.

She was not allowed to touch the baby from that time.

But the doctor has made it clear that there won't be any big problems with being cheerful.

And one side of ten thousand wait for Ling Jue a pair of engrossed, squint of appearance seem to be more serious than her.

He even slightly lowered his head, chin taut, and sometimes nodded, his hands gently on her shoulder, but he would unconsciously want to pinch her.

That kind of carefulness with a sense of solemnity made Tang Meng's doubts disappear.

Wanzao lingjue is good at camouflage, with indifference in his depth, with ruthlessness in his aloofness.

But when he completely let go of his guard, completely immersed in the thoughts he thought were safe, his eyes showed that kind of children's half clear and focused eyes, which were gentle and delicate.

It's different from all the eyes that used to look at her blazing and caring. It's a kind of eye that seems to care for treasure. It's not surly, but it has enough tolerance and warmth.

It seems that the flashy beauty of the world in his eyes is not enough to make him look away.