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Su Weiyi sat on the bed, both of Su Weiyi's hands gently stroked his lower abdomen. He turned his eyes to the snowy white ground outside the window and muttered, "Baby! Daddy will come back for us, right? "

One after another, several days had passed. Nangong Shaojue had just disappeared from her world, making it hard for Su Weiyi to adapt to the situation. The encounter with him felt like a beautiful dream.

Only by flipping through their wedding albums could she regain her consciousness. He was really in her own world, and they had only separated temporarily. He had said that he would come and find her.

When doctors examined her body everyday and told her about the baby, she would often vomit. Only by doing this would she be able to sense the baby in her flat abdomen. It was her and Shaojue's child.

Because of her body, he could only use medicine to stabilize her body. Su Weiyi insisted on working with the doctor's treatment.

For the sake of the baby, she must maintain a good mood. She also did her best to control her emotions and often chatted with the servants and doctors in the villa about happy topics to divert her attention.

However, every night, she would sit by herself on the bed and continuously flip through the photo albums. She didn't know why her heart was in such pain.

She could not control her emotions at all. Tears rolled down her face without any warning and dripped onto the photo album, blossoming into a crystal clear water flower.

"Shaojue! I believe you, you will definitely come back for me! You must come back! The baby and I believe in you! " As she spoke, her slender fingers gently caressed Nangong Shaojue's extremely handsome face that was on the album.

Sometimes, she couldn't sleep at all. Memories that didn't seem to belong to her came to her mind and she thought of the name Litchi.

But who was she? She didn't know!

Suddenly, she remembered that Nangong Shaojue had said before that he wanted a woolen sweater, so after he finished treating himself, when he had nothing else to do, Su Weiyi would ask a servant who knew how to knit woolen sweaters to teach him.

She studied very seriously, but because of her body, her four limbs gradually became weak. Her originally slender fingers now became even more bony, and sometimes she simply couldn't hold the needle properly. The doctor and the servant all advised her, but she still insisted on knitting.

Every day, the servants would massage her limbs and clear her blood vessels, but it was very obvious that the effects of the medicine were decreasing, and the frequency of the illness was increasing. Su Weiyi only felt that each time, it seemed to be more painful than the previous time, and only felt a pair of hands filled with thorns ruthlessly ripping her apart.

However, she still gritted her teeth and endured the pain, not daring to move. Her hands tightly gripped onto her lower abdomen as she cried out in pain, "Baby, you'll be fine!" Daddy will come to save you soon, baby, and you have to hold on! "You have to persevere …"

The group of doctors and nurses saw that Su Weiyi had painfully insisted on protecting his child even in such a situation. They could not help but feel touched and pained.

Every time Su Weiyi grinded his teeth in frustration and persevered, she felt as if his soul was about to leave his body. His empty eyes stared at the ceiling as tears seeped out from between his sleeves.

However, there was a force supporting her in her subconscious mind. She wanted to wait for his return. She wanted to wait for him. He would definitely come back.

"Shaojue... "I'll wait for you …" She gritted his teeth and endured, because she firmly believed in this.

The main doctor in the villa would contact Han Zheng every day to report on Su Weiyi's condition, and the research team led by Han Zheng had finally developed a new antibiotic to replace the original one after suffering day and night.

Although it couldn't cure Su Weiyi completely, but as long as she coordinated with physiotherapy and maintained a good mental state, it could alleviate the pain during the attack, and could ensure that her body could absorb enough nutrition, as well as help the fetus get nourished.

After training for two consecutive days, Su Weiyi's body did indeed look a little better. However, without the help of a servant, she was able to walk normally and her four limbs had gradually recovered some of their strength.

He really wanted to inform Young Master of this news, but Han Zheng was very clear right now that he couldn't contact him right now.

Su Weiyi felt his body becoming better, he could eat food, but he would not vomit as much as before, so he was more relaxed, his mood was better, at least the baby could be saved.

Now she was not only knitting a woolen sweater, she was also sitting in her room drawing sketches. Compared to drawing pictures on the wedding album, although she hadn't drawn anything for a long time, after a few trials, it was as if she had somehow memorized a drawing method.

Compared to the photographs, she drew very earnestly, especially when she was drawing Nangong Shaojue, she was especially serious. Even without looking at the pictures, she seemed to be able to draw him completely and perfectly, meticulously to the point that every single strand of his hair was, perhaps because everything about him had long been assimilated into her bones and blood.

Every day she would draw two pictures, hoping that when she reached the last one, he would appear in front of her.

However, she didn't know why, but as she drew, she felt a sense of familiarity. Sometimes, she thought the same thing happened not long ago.

He was right in front of her, and she was drawing him...

Suddenly, just as she was drawing his eyes, a flash of white light suddenly passed by.

His bright eyes suddenly widened, and the hand holding the pencil was pointed at the picture. His eyes trembled, and his head couldn't help but swell with pain. He unconsciously pressed on it, and the sound of the tip of the pencil breaking could be heard.

Ah!" Su Du snapped out of his daze, his back looking slightly flustered.

The servant who was standing behind her initially watched Su Weiyi draw and paint, and was still immersed in her romantic state of mind. Looking at her back, he hurried forward to support Su Weiyi, and said anxiously: "Madam! What's the matter with you? "

Because if there was even the slightest thing wrong with Su Weiyi right now, the entire villa would be on tenterhooks.

"I'll call the doctor right away!" After saying that, he was about to run out. Su Weiyi quickly pulled her back and comforted her: "I'm fine! It's just that my head is a little dizzy. Help me to rest on the bed for a while! "

"Yes sir!"

The servant carried Su Weiyi onto the white velvet bed and covered her with a blanket. His hair, that was as smooth as seaweed, was spread across his body as he laid on the white velvet bed and covered his eyes that were as clear as black pearls.

She was the most exquisite doll in the world, and the servant couldn't help but be moved. How could there be such a beautiful and delicate person in the world?