Wen Zhigu just sat there, silent, and didn't move for a long time.
She thought of many things in her mind, but finally she mustered up the courage to ask the doctor with great difficulty: "Can the child... survive?"
The doctor frowned and shook his head: "Girl, this is not good for you and the child. Your situation is not good for the child or yourself. I have been a doctor for so many years and I will not lie to you."
The doctor finally gave her a dose of medicine.
If you drink the medicine, your child will be gone.
She asked the doctor, who said the child was only a month old.
It’s only been a month.
so small.
They haven't even taken shape yet.
Wen Zhigu was walking on the street, holding on to the packet of medicine in his hand numbly.
She walked around the long street, facing the cold wind and falling snow. It was still so cold today, and the air she breathed was also cold, so her heart felt cold, completely. Can't feel any warmth.
When she returned to the Yuyuan, Ji Xubai was looking through the books and articles she had written before. He always liked to look through her books and just read them. He always pointed out to her what was wrong in this aspect. , he didn't leave her any affection at all, he was still the same Taifu Ji back then, but the difference was that now Wen Zhiguhui was willing to listen, because what Ji Xubai said was not unreasonable.
It was too cold, so Wen Zhigu pushed him back into the hall. Ji Xubai sat in a wheelchair, opened the cake she bought and took a bite. It was sweet and glutinous, but he couldn't help but take Wen Zhigu's hand. Giving her a taste, Wen knew it and said, "I won't eat it."
"have a bite."
"Don't eat anything sweet."
"Your husband, please give me a favor and take a bite."
Wen Zhigu turned his head away, curled his lips, and smiled. Then he turned around and took a bite of the sweet cake he handed over, and then said with disgust and sweetness: "It's so sweet, why do you always like to eat this."
Ji Xubai took back the sweet cake she had taken a bite of, took a bite right where she had bitten, licked his lips and said, "That's all your husband's hobby is."
Wen Zhigu pushed him to the couch and returned to the table to pour a glass of hot water. He lowered his head and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist. They were hazy and couldn't see clearly, but they were still trembling. Pointing his fingers, he opened the packet of medicine and poured the powder into the teacup with an expressionless expression.
Ji Xubai's voice sounded from behind: "I know, what medicine are you taking?"
Wen Zhiyu's lightly drooped eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his mouth, and whispered in a dry mouth: "Aren't you caught by the wind and cold?"
Ji Xubai pushed the wheelchair over again, reached out and touched her hand, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"You just went out to enjoy the air." Wen Zhigu lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him at all.
When Ji Xubai heard this, he felt even more guilty: "I'm sorry, Zhi Gu. Next time, just ask your servants to buy it instead of going out by yourself."
Wen Zhigu gave a low "hmm".
"Drink the medicine while it's hot. If it doesn't feel better later, let Dr. Chu come over and take a look."
Wen Zhigu nodded in a daze, picked up the glass of water on the table, stared at it for a long time, then slowly picked it up, almost to his mouth, and his fingers couldn't stop trembling.
Ji Xubai was watching in front of her.
Then she wanted to kill their child with her own hands in front of Ji Xubai.
For a moment, Wen Zhigu was terribly sad and didn't understand why he had to make such a choice.