Your Excellency, I love you!

The doctor could see that there were conflicts between the couple, and as an outsider, it was not easy to talk about it, but he still said to Luo Qiangwei, "Mrs. Mo, you are now nine weeks pregnant, the fetal length is 1-3cm, and the fetal weight is about 1-4g. The appearance of the human face is basically formed, and the head, body, hands and feet can be distinguished with the naked eye, and the umbilical cord has also begun to form..."

Hearing this, Luo Qiangwei's fingers hanging by her side curled up slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Mrs. Mo, pregnancy is the luckiest thing for a woman. Your test results show that you have had a miscarriage. If this miscarriage is also miscarried, your uterine wall will be very thin. It will not only be difficult to conceive in the future, but also harmful to your body. The damage is also great."

After a pause, the doctor continued, "And the child is a small life now, are you really willing to kill it? It is your flesh and blood, connected with your flesh and blood."

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak, but one hand hidden under the quilt suddenly clenched into a fist.

The doctor didn't say any more, and left after a few brief explanations.

The ward suddenly became quiet, and she felt that the man was still standing by the bed, still closing his eyes and said coldly, "Go out, I want to sleep."

"You haven't eaten yet, eat something before going to sleep," Mo Shiche added, "If you don't want to see me, I can go out now, but only if you eat."

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak, sat up a few minutes later, picked up the lunch box beside him, and seeing that he still didn't move, she raised her eyelids, "Aren't you leaving?"

Mo Shiche withdrew his gaze from staring at her, and said in a low voice, "Well, then you should eat more, and if you have anything else you want to eat, just tell me, I'll be outside."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out, closing the door lightly.

Luo Qiangwei stared at the lunch box in her hand, feeling a distinct sense of hunger in her stomach, her eyes suddenly fell on her lower abdomen, she was a little unbelievable for a moment.

She was actually pregnant... At this time...

She didn't even know how to feel - as his wife on the marriage certificate, she had no right to be happy, but as a mother, she had no right to be sad either.

Thinking of the last baby who was pushed to abort by Mo Xiao, her heart ached, Luo Qiangwei closed her eyes forcefully, picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly.

Outside the ward, Mo Shiche stood sideways, looked into the room through the glass on the door, and saw a woman sitting on the edge of the bed eating, his tight jaw relaxed slightly.

Luo Qiangwei ate half of the lunch box and felt tired and sleepy. She wanted to get out of bed to brush her teeth, but she only poked one foot out of the bed, and the door was opened immediately, and a tall man walked in quickly.

He leaned over and carefully picked her up and put her back on the bed, kissing her hair with his thin lips, "You sit on the bed, and I'll bring all the washing things."

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak, and didn't have the strength to make any further noise. Mo Shiche quickly brought the washbasin and toothbrush towel, helped her wash her face and brush her teeth, and poured warm water for her to rinse her mouth.

After drinking some milk warmed by the man, Luo Qiangwei was about to go to bed, but just as she lay down, Mo Shiche suddenly leaned over and pressed down on her.

She was startled, and immediately raised her hand against his chest, her voice trembling with a little fear and anger, "If you want to be in heat, go find someone else, don't disgust me here!"

Mo Shiche didn't get up, but put his big hand on her hair, pressed his thin lips against her ear, and said slowly, "Tonight, I was too rude and hurt you and the child. I'm sorry."

Such a tone and posture made him appear to be extremely humble, with a hint of caution——