"My parents and moms like you so much, how can you beat you!"
Yu Huasang was still feeling very depressed, with tears constantly flowing. When she thought that she might actually be pregnant, her tears were like a summer rainstorm.
Lu Cong'an didn't understand why Yu Huasang suddenly cried so loudly.
Pinching her nose and shaking off the snot bubbles, Lu Cong'an offered his entire clothes to wipe her tears and snot with great disgust.
"Yu Huasang, if you cry again, I'll be angry!" Lu Cong'an frowned, suddenly stuffed her into his arms, his voice choked, "Damn it, why do I feel so uncomfortable watching you cry?"
Yu Huasang twitched her lips, sobbed in his arms for a long time, and choked up, "If you want to go, have you told my mother?"
He blinked, "Not yet."
It happened suddenly. He suddenly met Yu's father in the hospital and made this decision suddenly.
Yu Huasang pouted, "You went to visit your father-in-law and mother-in-law without even saying hello in advance!"
She turned over, looked at him, and frowned, "Are you going to wear this? If someone didn't know, they would think you were going to visit a grave!"
He was dressed in black and black shoes, looking extremely dull.
Lu Cong'an has never understood the ways of the world, and has even less experience in this kind of family gatherings. Until Yu Huasang said that, Lu Cong'an didn't think there was anything wrong with his outfit.
"No, no, go change your clothes quickly."
Yu Huasang pushed him into the bedroom, pushed him inside to sit on the bed, and began to rummage through the closet to find clothes for Lu Cong'an.
Sitting on the bed, Lu Cong'an looked at her hurried figure and his heart moved slightly.
He stood up, walked over quietly, hugged her from behind, rubbed his ear against her neck, and murmured, "Silly girl, if you really have a baby, I won't give it up."
Her back stiffened.
She thought Lu Cong'an would definitely not notice why she lost control of her emotions just now.
She thought that career was more important to Lu Congan.
Yu Huasang lowered her head, and her tears fell on the back of Lu Cong'an's hand around her waist, feeling warm.
"I am already very satisfied with you. I will not force or covet other things." He turned her body, stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Huasang's cheek, and pulled it hard. "So don't cry, I am your husband, and I will always stand by you!"
The moment he said he was her husband, Yu Huasang's tears burst out completely.
She threw herself into his arms, her tears soaking his shirt, "Lu Cong'an, when did you become so good at talking? You made me cry so hard!"
Fists of all sizes hit his chest, some with shame and anger, some with sadness and grief, some with caution, all of which landed on him with a coquettish tone.
Lu Cong'an moved the corners of his mouth, pressed down her restless little fist, and smiled sweetly, "As a professional doctor, I can only tell you that your tear point is too low."
"..." Yu Huasang burst into laughter, "Then Doctor Lu, is a low tear point a disease?"
"No." He answered without thinking.
Dr. Lu looked down helplessly, "But liking you too much is a disease."
Moreover, this disease has no name, no related treatment plan, and no medicine that can cure it.
(End of this chapter)