In fact, Han Zhiyu's brain has been very clear, it is difficult to fall asleep.
It was in the middle of the night that I felt sleepy and closed my eyes slowly.
Until she woke up the next morning, there was no one by the bed.
Aunt Zhao said he went to the company very early, and Han Zhiyu was not surprised.
"Ma'am, is breakfast not to your taste today?" Aunt Zhao saw that she ate very little and asked a little worried.
Lu is also very concerned about her diet and health, and has specially told her to do so before.
So aunt Zhao saw that she didn't have a good appetite and worried that she would not even eat breakfast.
"No, breakfast was good. I had a bad appetite."
Aunt Zhao advised: "you are not in good health. You'd better eat as much as you can. Anyway, don't let your body get in trouble. What's more, you are still pregnant, sir. I'm very worried. "
Han Zhiyu light smile, "I know, I will try to eat more."
As long as she can eat, she is not a hunger strike when she is not happy.
The body is always her own body, and she can't toss about any more.
But for breakfast, she still ate less than usual.
Aunt Zhao couldn't persuade her, so she had to let it go.
After breakfast, she took a taxi to the hospital and made an appointment with a doctor.
"Miss Han, is it stomach trouble?" Seeing the patient in front of him, the doctor asked with concern, "or other questions?"
"No, I'm in good shape now." Han Zhiyu returned gently.
"Then you are..." The doctor's eyes were full of doubts.
Han Zhiyu lowered her head, which made the doctor more confused.
Although Han Zhiyu's physical foundation is poor, as long as he follows the doctor's advice, it won't be a big problem, and he doesn't have to worry too much.
Han Zhiyu pursed her lips as if she had made up her mind. Then she looked up at the doctor: "doctor, I want to check the baby's DNA now. Is there any way?"
The doubt in the doctor's eyes was replaced by a little surprise, but he soon regained his composure. "Miss Han, I hope this is your plan after careful consideration?"
As soon as the words came out, Han Zhiyu's face appeared a wisp of struggle, but also quickly changed into a resolute expression, "doctor, I have considered it very clearly."
See the other side so firm, the doctor can only say, "if you want to accurately carry out paternity testing, more than three months of pregnancy can be obtained through abdominal puncture amniotic fluid."
"Is there a way for those less than three months old?" Han Zhiyu asked again.
Although I don't know why han Zhiyu is so persistent, he still tells me truthfully, "well, there are. In general, within three months of pregnancy, we can take villi for DNA testing through vaginal puncture. "
After a pause of two seconds, he added solemnly, "but at the bottom of your body, there is a risk of miscarriage. So I suggest you let the fetus come back in three months
Han Zhiyu heard a Zheng, but did not speak again.
For the baby in her stomach, of course, she wants to know his DNA. But she hesitated to take the risk of losing him.
Seeing that Han Zhiyu's expression became trance and complex, the doctor sighed and comforted her, "Miss Han, although I don't know why you need to do paternity test, I hope you will think it over for the hard won child in your stomach."
"I see, doctor." Han Zhiyu nodded slightly, "thank you."
Han Zhiyu, who came out of the doctor's office, was still in a daze and ran into a man at the corner of the corridor.
"Don't you walk with eyes?" The other side immediately did not bother the voice came.
"Sorry, I..." Han Zhiyu apologetically raised his head, then brow a lock, "Ai Shiqi?"
But AI Shiqi had a look of disgust and patted the place where she was hit. When she saw the person in front of her, her expression gradually changed into irony, "Oh, it's Mrs. Lu."
As soon as he heard the prickly words, Han Zhiyu didn't want to talk to her more and turned around and wanted to leave.
"Don't hurry. I haven't finished yet." AI Shiqi grabbed her hand and looked at her up and down. "She looks so ugly. Isn't she sick?"
"No, Miss Laue. I'm in good health." Han Zhiyu responded word by word.
AI Shiqi stares at Han Zhiyu for a while. In fact, she just asked, but the pain in Han Zhiyu's eyes does not escape her eyes.
"Is it?" AI Shiqi's epilogue took on the upward intonation, "I hope I am more worried about it, but I still have a piece of advice to Mrs. Lu."
She raised the corner of her mouth close to Han Zhiyu's ear, "take good care of your baby, don't even know how he didn't have it." People's words from AI Shiqi's mouth with a smile, let Han Zhiyu back a cool.
She couldn't believe it. She looked at her voice and said, "what do you want to do?"At the moment, ashiqi had let go of her hand and looked innocent. "Mrs. Lu, what didn't I want to do? I just meant to remind you. "
"The weasel is very kind to pay New Year's greetings to the chicken." Han Zhiyu pursed her lips and looked at her. After spitting out this sentence, she turned and left.
Seeing her leave, ashiqi put away her smile and saw a haze.
The cafe near the hospital.
AI Shiqi is sitting by the window with a worried face. The coffee spoon in her hand is stirring all the time.
Just now, through Yuanyuan's relationship, she has had a conversation with Han Zhiyu's doctor.
Why does Han Zhiyu do paternity test?
Is it true that, as Yuan Yuan said, the child in her stomach is not Lu?
This recognition surprised and excited her.
I feel as if I have seen hope from the desperate situation.
But immediately another kind of doubt came to my heart. Who is the child in Han Zhiyu's stomach?
"It's a great honor for Miss AI to have time to invite me out." A man's voice came from overhead.
AI Shiqi takes back her thoughts and looks up to see a man in a suit. It's Xie Ziyi.
Originally, Xie Ziyi was still in his own company trying to contact Han Zhiyu again, just received a call from AI Shiqi.
Although wondering why she wanted to find herself, she immediately came to the appointment.
Seeing that the opposite party was drawing back the chair and preparing to sit down, AI Shiqi asked frankly, "is the child in Han Zhiyu's stomach yours?"