"How are you baby?"
Lin Xiaomi opened his eyes weakly and looked at him, thinking of smiling at him, but he had no strength at all.
The head is also getting dizzy.
The beautiful woman said at this moment: "Master Leng, the patient needs to rest now, let her sleep for a while."
Everyone retreated to the ward next door, and Wen Xiaoxiao stayed in the ward to take care of Lin Xiaomi.
"Old Weng, how about my wife, my child..."
Old Weng waved his hand lightly, the tea he was drinking was brewed by Leng Yihuang himself and delivered to him.
"I have tried my best. Whether the child can survive depends on your luck. If you can persist until tomorrow, I will perform another consultation, and the child will be able to survive."
To Leng Yihuang, this was a big surprise.
After thanking her again and again, Leng Yihuang didn't care about anything else, so he went back to the ward and guarded her every step of the way.
When Cheng Jie came, Wen Xiaoxiao was sitting on a chair in the corridor. She was worried and couldn't bear to disturb their relationship as husband and wife, so she stayed outside.
Seeing Cheng Jie, she narrowed her eyes and stood in front of him.
"Doctor Cheng, Xiaomi is resting. Master Leng said that no one is allowed to disturb him."
In fact, Leng Yihuang never said that, he was so concerned about Lin Xiaomi that he didn't even bother to say a word to her.
Cheng Jie smiled gently: "I heard that Miss Wen invited an old gentleman. I don't know how the young lady is doing now. I want to go in and check on her, otherwise I don't worry."
Wen Xiaoxiao stood sideways in front of him: "Xiaomi is fine now, Master Leng said that no one is allowed to disturb."
She repeated mechanically.
Cheng Jie's eyes flashed, he looked at her thoughtfully for a while, then turned his head and left.
After all, Wen Xiaoxiao couldn't stay in the hospital for a long time. Before leaving, she told Leng Yihuang that no one was allowed to remember in the ward. It was Weng Lao's intention.
Leng Yihuang looked at her probingly with deep and sharp eyes, but he didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded: "Xiaoxiao, I will remember what happened this time, and I, Leng Yihuang, owe you a favor."
Wen Xiaoxiao was flattered and waved her hands repeatedly.
"Master Leng, I did this for Xiaomi, and I don't know if I can keep the child."
...
Cheng Min's rehabilitation with strong will has achieved remarkable results.
She has been able to stand up with her arms and move slowly one step at a time.
Rehabilitation is a long and excruciating process.
How many people have no way to persist.
But she persevered, because she wanted to stand beside such a dazzling and noble man, so she didn't allow any deformities in her body.
But today, she didn't have the heart to do rehabilitation.
Because she heard that Lin Xiaomi was bleeding heavily and went to the hospital last night, and the child could not be saved.
She is waiting for the results.
She could imagine Lin Xiaomi's pain at this moment.
It's just a pity that she couldn't prove it with her own eyes.
Cheng Min waited excitedly in the ward for a whole day, but there was still no news of Lin Xiaomi's miscarriage.
She couldn't wait, and asked Chengjie to take a look.
When Cheng Jie came back, she got up quickly, her eyes sparkling with excitement: "How, did the child drop? Did it drop? That bitch Lin Xiaomi must be in pain! She deserves it! She asked for it all. "
Cheng Min said happily, and suddenly said: "This child is gone, and she doesn't deserve to have another child, Ajie, do you understand what I mean? Take advantage of this opportunity, and I will make it impossible for her to get pregnant again!"
She was planning triumphantly, but she didn't get any response.
Seeing Chengjie's silence after entering the door, she frowned and shouted: "Ajie, what's wrong with you, I'm talking to you."
Cheng Jie came to his senses, walked to the bedside and sat down: "Things don't seem to be developing as we expected."
Cheng Min frowned: "What do you mean?"
"The child is still there."
"What's going on! Didn't you say that the child will definitely be lost today? You promised me that she can't keep the child. "
"Yes, it was originally like this, but just now I heard that Wen Xiaoxiao brought a silver-haired elder into Lin Xiaomi's ward, and threw the young master out as well. So far, there has been no news of the child's loss. I wanted to take a look at it just now, but the young master doesn't allow anyone to enter the ward." Cheng Jie's voice was low, his brows were furrowed.
"Even your young master is not allowed to enter?" She grabbed Chengjie's hand nervously: "Did the young master notice something? Has he already started to suspect?"
Cheng Jie patted his hand reassuringly: "You don't have to worry, I have great confidence in myself, even if they suspect, they won't find real evidence, I'm just worried about the person Wen Xiaoxiao brought."
She was relieved when she heard that Cheng Jie promised that no one would get the real evidence.
Cheng Min snorted disdainfully: "It's not just an old man. I don't believe he can be stronger than you. They definitely won't be able to keep this child. At that time, I must see with my own eyes how Lin Xiaomi is in pain."
...
"Baby, how do you feel?" Leng Yihuang asked softly, holding her little hand and kissing it constantly.
That cautious look seemed to be afraid that he would hurt her if he spoke louder.
Lin Xiaomi said with a smile: "You have asked countless times, I am fine, I really don't hurt anymore."
He would ask every once in a while, as if he was the one who got the needle and not her.
"Husband, the child is still there, right? Mr. Weng said that by today, you can save yourself with porridge and rice, right?"
Leng Yihuang lovingly kissed her on the cheek: "My baby is so strong."
Lin Xiaomi smiled happily, as if in a dream.
Yesterday I was still in pain for the baby's departure, but today I am already rejoicing for his strength.
"What is the origin of that old Weng? I don't know where Xiaoxiao found it." After Lin Xiaomi finished speaking, someone knocked on the ward.
Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.
Elder Weng walked in in a plain Tang suit, and walked to the bedside to give her her pulse without saying any unnecessary nonsense.
After another injection, Lin Xiaomi fell asleep again exhausted.
Weng Lao wiped the sweat from his forehead and drank the tea made by Leng Yihuang himself, and said calmly: "The child is saved for the time being."
Leng Yihuang felt relieved, stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Weng."
"Xiaomi has been lying quietly on the bed in order to prevent the pregnancy, but there have been signs of miscarriage. May I ask Mr. Weng, is this the reason for Xiaomi's constitution, or..." Leng Yihuang's deep voice revealed a dangerous atmosphere.
"You still have brains, I'm afraid this girl was murdered."
"Her symptoms are obviously caused by long-term exposure to safflower, but each time it is very small, plus various anti-fetal drugs, it will not cause a miscarriage immediately, but over time, this situation will appear."
"Safflower?" Leng Yihuang's voice turned cold.
"Grandpa Weng, I want you to take a look at this." Wen Xiaoxiao said at this moment, and took out the sealed sachet from the bag.
Leng Yihuang's eyes touched the familiar sachet, and his brows suddenly tightened!