Li Kexin went to the bathroom to wash his face, adjusted his state, and went to find Wang Hui and Zhang ChuChu as if nothing had happened.

"Kexin, where have you been? It's more than three o'clock. Go and get the report."

Li Kexin said lightly, "I just had a little discomfort in my stomach, so I went to squat in the toilet. When I came back, I took the report. Everything is normal. It's all right."

"Oh, it's okay."

Wang Hui and Zhang ChuChu didn't think much. Since Li Kexin said it was all right, it was all right.

"It seems that we won't see frost today, or we'll go back to school first." Li Kexin suggested.

Wang Hui and Zhang ChuChu couldn't help waiting here for nothing, so they had to promise.

On the way back, the three were worried, and no one said much.

Li Kexin carefully hid the blood test list. These are all evidence that she was pregnant with Hexian's child.

Li Kexin hopes that this evidence will never come in handy one day.

But if the dignitaries really refuse to admit it, then these evidences are the killer mace.

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When Fu Shuang woke up again, it was already late at night.

The efficacy of the analgesic pump continues, and she doesn't feel much pain yet.

Xu muzhou was tired and fell asleep beside the hospital bed, holding Fu Shuang's hand loosely.

He Xian is not here. I don't know where he has gone.

Fu Shuang stared straight at the ceiling. The lights facing the hospital bed were turned off. Only the light at the door was on. The light was very dim.

The despair in my heart, in the silent ward, ferments rapidly and becomes more and more intense.

It turned out that Ji xiner's knife hurt her ovaries, and the strong collision of the thin monkey made her completely lose one of the most important organs of a woman.

She is now a cripple - a cripple whose fertility is greatly reduced.

Fu Shuang can't accept this reality. Her ultimate goal in this life is to love Xu muzhou, grow old, have both children, and be harmonious and beautiful.

But now, everything has become a bubble.

In the dead silent night, only Xu muzhou snored slightly due to excessive fatigue, and Fu Shuang bit her lips and endured the shortness of breath brought by sobbing.

When he Xian came in, he immediately found that Fu Shuang had awakened. He was staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

He raised his hand and waved around his body to disperse the smoke. He hurried over.

"Shuang Shuang, you're awake." He Xian didn't want to wake Xu muzhou. He lowered his voice and asked softly, "how do you feel, does it hurt?"

Fu Shuang looked dull, as if he hadn't heard it, and bean sized tears rolled down the corners of his eyes to his temples.

He Xian's whole heart seemed to be gripped, so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He pressed his heart hard, sighed, walked lightly, poured some warm water into the cup, stained it with a cotton swab, and moisturized his cracked lips with Fu cream.

Fu Shuang was motionless, like a wooden man, at his disposal.

"It's okay, Shuang Shuang, everything will be all right." He Xian lay on the edge of the hospital bed, supported his chin and looked at her, muttering comfort.

Fu Shuang's eyelids didn't blink and didn't give a response at all.

Of course, she knows that losing one ovary is only a great reduction in fertility, not total infertility.

Today's scientific means are so developed that it's not difficult to make test tube babies.

But she couldn't bear the great blow it brought.

To live a new life, I thought I could change my fate. Unexpectedly, this road was so difficult. There were thorns all the way, which was more rugged than in my previous life.

She really has no confidence in the future.

Hexian is still mumbling comfort. No matter whether Fu Shuang can listen or not, he just wants to accompany her out of trouble.

After a while, Xu muzhou was awakened by the rustling whisper. Looking up, he saw that Fu Shuang had opened his eyes and that he Xian was nagging.

He didn't care what he Xian said and asked Fu Shuang how he felt.

Fu Shuang closes her eyes tired and refuses to answer.

Xu Mu Zhou's heart sank and turned to look at He Xian.

He Xian spread his hand and shook his head helplessly.

Xu Mu Zhou pursed his lips, looked dignified and said nothing.

He could understand her pain, and he felt every sin she suffered.

The efficacy of the analgesic pump is still there. Fu Shuang slowly fell asleep.

He Xian gently pulled Rashi muzhou's arm, pointed out the door, got up and walked out.

Xu muzhou frowned, looked at Fu Shuang, who was sleeping, and followed up.

The window was open at the end of the corridor, and the night wind at the end of October poured in, which was already a little cool.

He Xian wrapped his clothes tightly, took out two cigarettes and handed one to Xu muzhou.

Xu muzhou took the cigarette and held it in his mouth. He Xian lit it for him. His head tilted and avoided it.

"What's up?" the man's voice was hoarse and tired.

He Xian pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before asking, "Shuangshuang's condition... Do your family know?"

Xu Mu Zhou frowned, "what do you mean?"

"Aren't you getting married soon? Can your family accept such a thing now?"