My Husband, Warm The Bed

C1358 External Part Whether to Give Birth and Whether to Give Birth or Not



C1358 External Part Whether to Give Birth and Whether to Give Birth or Not

Qin Yinze got up and was about to leave when Ji Rou grabbed him. "Qin Yinze, you must be hiding something from me."    

    

"Ji Rou..." Qin Yinze sat down again. He grabbed his head and pushed her towards him. He kissed her forehead lovingly. "I'm fine, and you will be fine. Listen to the doctor. Observe him in the hospital for a few days."    

    

"Qin Yinze, are you really alright?" Ji Rou still held onto him and did not let go. "I am not a child. I hope you can tell me if you have something to say. We can share the burden together and not hide everything from me. Do you understand?"    

    

"It's really nothing." Qin Yinze had thought of telling her, but when he thought of her stubborn temper, if she knew, she would definitely be angry. He could not risk her life.    

    

"Then go and get me some porridge. I don't have much appetite." Since he was unwilling to tell her, Ji Rou knew that no matter how she asked, she would not be able to get anything out of it.    

    

Why not wait for him to leave before thinking of a way to find out?    

    

"Okay..." Qin Yinze was about to leave when Jian Ran, Qin Xiaobao and Qin Leran came. Jian Ran carried a vacuum flask in her hand, "This is the chicken soup I prepared for Xiao Rou. Ze, let Xiao Rou drink some."    

    

"Auntie, thank you for coming to see me. But I have no problem with it. " It's just that Qin Yinze made a big deal out of nothing and insisted that I stay in the hospital for observation. " Ji Rou said with a smile, but everyone did not seem to be in a good mood.    

    

Jian Ran went forward and patted Ji Rou's shoulder and said gently, "Xiao Rou, you are also our family's child. We are a family so you can do as you wish. Don't be polite with everyone."    

    

"En, I won't be polite with you all." Ji Rou smiled at Jian Ran and then looked at the lunchbox in Qin Yinze's hands, "Qin Yinze, Auntie worked hard to make the soup for me. Quickly give it to me to drink."    

    

Qin Yinze: "Didn't you say that you have no appetite and only want to drink porridge?"    

    

This person... really made people speechless. Ji Rou fiercely glared at him. With a glance, she said, "Just now I wanted to drink porridge. Now I want to drink the soup that Auntie made for me. Can't I?"    

    

Qin Xiaobao snatched the lunchbox from Qin Yinze's hands. "Ze, you are a man who does not know how to take care of people. Let us take care of Xiao Rou. You can do whatever you want."    

    

Ji Rou,... ""    

    

Could she not chase him away? She wanted Qin Yinze to stay by her side and accompany her. Even though he was always angry with her and always made her angry, she still wanted him to stay by her side.    

    

Because of him, she felt at ease.    

    

Fortunately, Qin Yinze understood the desire in Ji Rou's eyes this time. "Little Aunt, let me do it."    

    

Qin Yinze insisted on taking care of Ji Rou personally because he was worried about Qin Xiaobao. He was afraid that Qin Xiaobao would spill the beans if she was quick to speak. Secondly, he really did not want to leave her alone.    

    

Ji Rou smiled sweetly. "En, let Qin Yinze come. Usually, he gets sick more often, and I always take care of him. This time, it was finally my turn to get sick, so he should be waiting for me this time."    

    

"Who would be like you, waiting for you to get sick?" The more Ji Rou smiled without a care in the world, the more Qin Yinze was afraid that she would not be able to bear the blow after knowing the truth.    

    

"You are not willing to take care of me?"    

    

"Sit down. Open your mouth and drink the soup." Qin Yinze said with a dark face.    

    

"You are angry at me again." Although she was not satisfied with his attitude towards her again, Ji Rou still obediently opened her mouth and enjoyed him personally feeding her soup.    

    

Although he was a big man and his actions were very stupid, she could still feel his tenderness towards her. After drinking a few mouthfuls, Ji Rou looked up and smiled at him, "Young Master Qin, thank you."    

    

"Don't talk too much. Drink the soup obediently."    

    

"Yes."    

    

...    

    

In the doctor's office.    

    

Ji Rou's attending physician said to Qin Yinze with a serious face, "Mr. Qin, the cause of Miss Ji's abortion this time was not entirely the collision of the roller coaster. This has something to do with the medicine she has been taking for a long time."    

    

Qin Yinze's body stiffened. He looked at the doctor with a sharp gaze. "What do you mean? Explain clearly to me."    

    

The doctor handed the examination report to Qin Yinze. "Did Miss Ji take the medicine for a long time?"    

    

"Yes." Qin Yinze nodded. When he saw the result of the examination, the hand that was holding the report trembled slightly. "Because her health is not good, the doctor persuaded the medicine to slowly treat her body."    

    

The doctor said again, "The medicine Miss Ji took originally had a nourishing effect on her body, but among these medicine, there is a medicine called Prism. Prism is the effect of activating blood and removing blood stasis when ordinary people take it, but when pregnant people take it, it will cause an abortion."    

    

"Prism?" Qin Yinze had personally taken a look at the prescription that the doctor had prescribed for Ji Rou. He had checked the effects of each and every one of them. They were all some tonics. He was 100% sure that he had never seen Prism in the prescription.    

    

Could it be...    

    

Qin Yinze instantly thought of the key to this matter. His hands tightly clenched into fists. Damn it, he was already so careful. He did not think that Ji Rou's medicine would still be tampered with by someone.    

    

The doctor said again, "Mr. Qin, Miss Ji was not easy to get pregnant to begin with. The abortion this time is also a huge injury to her. She might not have a chance to be a mother again in the future."    

    

Qin Yinze was so excited that he grabbed the doctor's collar. He roared with red eyes, "What did you say? Say it again."    

    

The doctor was an experienced old doctor. Usually, he did not see any family members of patients who caused trouble. She had seen people who wanted to cut people with knives, but she was not afraid of Qin Yinze. "Mr. Qin," she said. Miss Ji's situation is already like this. No matter how excited you are, it will not help. Besides, "Could it be that women only have the function of giving birth to children to you men? If she can't give birth again in the future, don't you want her?"    

    

What nonsense are you talking about? No matter if she can give birth to her or not, she is Qin Yinze's wife. This is a fact that no one can change." Qin Yinze was not worried about whether they could have children in the future. He was worried about whether Ji Rou could accept such a heavy blow.    

    

In this life, as long as Ji Rou was around, he did not care whether she had children or not. But whether Ji Rou could have children or not, these two concepts were completely different.    

    

The doctor said again, "Since that's what you think, then I'll tell you the truth. Miss Ji also had a chance to be a mother, but the chances of getting pregnant and having an abortion also increased. "If you are truly doing this for her sake, I suggest that you do not want to have children anymore."    

    

Qin Yinze let go of the doctor. In an instant, he felt that all the strength in his body had been drained.    

    

He did not even know how he walked out of the doctor's office. He stood alone in the corridor for a long time. After calming himself down, he contacted Chu Yuan. "Chu Yuan, go and find Aunt Qiao. Find the medicine that she gave Ji Rou and the medicine that she had not taken yet. Bring them all to Jiangbei."    

    


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