HIV AIDS?

Lu Yeming frowned at once. He hooked his thin lips into an arc like nothing, "are you serious?"

"Yes, I suggest President Lu check it too. I directly suspect that you infected me."

Lu Yeming stretched out his palm, clasped her slender white wrist, and dragged her away.

Jun Xiqing stumbled behind him. His steps were wide. His tailored trousers with a blade had their own aura, cold and cold.

"Let go of me! What are you doing?"

Lu Yeming didn't look back at her. He pulled her with one palm, copied her into his trouser pocket with one hand and took out his mobile phone. He dialed a phone number expressionless, "Hey, find an expert to come over and specialize in AIDS."

Listening to this, Jun Xiqing's flexible pupil shrank, "Lu Yeming, what do you want to do?"

Lu Yeming turned back and looked at her. His low voice was indifferent and calm, with a smile. "Aren't you sick? Find someone to treat you."

“…”

He even decided to find an expert.

Sure enough, President Lu is by no means easy to provoke.

"Lu Yeming, let go of me, you hurt me!"

Jun Xiqing struggled hard. At this time, she smelled the pungent smell of disinfectant. A stream of sour water went up, and she threw up at the waist.

Lu Yeming releases her and stops.

Jun Xiqing stood by the garbage can and vomited a few mouthfuls of sour water. Her uncomfortable eyes were covered with a layer of crystal tears.

"One more question, what's the matter with you?"

He stood tall and legs long in front of her, with his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked arrogant in a condescending attitude. The powerful appearance of Tsinghua is as exciting as ever.

What can she do?

She's pregnant!

Because he approached her with the purpose of pregnancy at the beginning, she resisted pregnancy from the bottom of her heart.

She is only 23 years old and completely unprepared.

Why did she give him a baby?

He did this to her. He's doing well himself!

Jun Xiqing stood up straight with a small face of fine dust, "President Lu, well, I admit I lied to you just now. I didn't get HIV, but I'm really uncomfortable and contracted some gynecological diseases."

Lu Yeming's deep Phoenix eyes fell quietly on her small face, and the eyes were cold, as if judging whether what she said was true or false.

Half a ring, he said faintly, "how did you catch it? We have done it only a handful of times."

Jun Xiqing looked at him. "The last time you did it, you didn't take a bath. It's so dirty."

“…”

Lu Yeming's handsome outline suddenly became gloomy. For the first time in his life, he was despised by a woman, and his face became ugly.

He suddenly remembered that she vomited when he saw him twice.

"President Lu, I'm not in good health now. Before I get well with gynecological diseases, room - affairs are prohibited, so you can't touch me."

"Besides, we're over. Don't come to me in the future. I wish you happiness."

Jun Xiqing turned and left.

……

Lu Yeming sees his parents. Doctor Sikong has come up with a plan for stent surgery and wants to discuss it with him.

Doctor Sikong hasn't come yet. Lu Yeming's face is very gloomy. He goes to the corridor and wants to smoke.

At this time, I saw a couple in front. His wife was standing by the trash can and vomited wildly.

The husband kept patting his wife on the back, nervous and distressed, "wife, your morning sickness is too bad. No, I'll ask the doctor if there is any medicine that can make you feel better later."

The wife stared at her husband sweetly, "husband, are you stupid? Pregnant people are like this. They will vomit. Just wait for the baby to be a little older."

The husband touched his wife's belly, "the little guy is so naughty. Look how hard mom has suffered to give birth to you."

The husband and wife snuggled up and left.

Lu Yeming is frozen in place. He looks at the couple's disappeared back.

"Lord, why are you here?" Then Brahman came.

Lu Yeming looked sideways at the Vatican, "do you say that pregnant people will vomit?"

The Vatican was stunned and didn't expect the Lord to ask this question.

"Lord, you mean..."

Lu Yeming closed his thin lips and said, "I saw Jun Xiqing vomit twice."

what?

The Vatican was shocked. The Lord meant... Is Miss Jun pregnant?

Oh, hey, my God!

This is the crown prince of country a, or the eldest princess. It's very noble.

"Great, Lord, you're going to be... A father!"

dad.

Lu Yeming frowned. He wanted her to have a baby long ago, but the feeling was not strong at that time.

What's the feeling now? It seems that something has penetrated his hard atrium, revived his blood, and a crisp warm current flows all over his body, making his bone marrow soft.

dad.

He's going to be a father.

Lu Yeming slowly lifted up his thin lips. For the first time in his life, he was full of joy, which is the continuation of his life.

Jun Xiqing.

He whispered the name in his heart, little liar. She lied and hid it from him when she was pregnant!

Forget it. For the sake of her pregnancy, he won't care about her.

There is a saying that mother is expensive with her son. He allowed her to be expensive with her son. Now that she is pregnant, it is naturally different in his heart.

He wanted to hold her now and rub her into his body.

He's going to find her.

This woman has never let him down!

……

Operation room.

Jun Xiqing lay on the cold operating table, with dazzling white lights and pungent potion smell.

She felt cold and her hands and feet were frozen.

Snow White wears a clean white coat. She looks at Jun Xiqing. "Miss Jun, the operation is about to begin now. Are you ready?"

Jun Xiqing stretched out her hand and slowly touched her flat abdomen. I'm sorry, baby

She closed her eyes. "Dr. white, I'm ready."

Snow White nodded, "start the operation."

The red light in the operating room came on.

……

In an hour.

A series of steady and powerful footsteps came from the corridor, and passers-by avoided both sides and made way for a road.

Lu Yeming came to the Department of gynaecology with rhythmic steps. The breeze brushed the hem of his coat and crossed the arcs.

Soon, he saw a familiar figure.

Jun Xiqing was sitting in front on the long chair in the corridor. She lowered her small head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Lu Yeming can see her side face. The lines are as beautiful as hand sketching.

But her face was white, and she could vaguely see the small green blood vessels flowing in her delicate muscles, showing some weakness.

Lu Yeming walked over with vigorous steps, put out his big palm and clasped her fiber arm, picked her up and stood up, "where's my son?"

Jun Xiqing slowly raised his eyes. His pale and flexible eyes fell on his handsome face. Suddenly he pulled his red lips and laughed.