When I opened my eyes, I went back to the night when I forced my husband to give birth to a son.

"Yuelan, that's not what I meant." Song Nancheng's tone was obviously flustered.

"You don't have to explain to me. I know you are just a friend to me, and I never ask anything of you."

"But Nancheng, can you just stay at the position of a friend and stop going any further? I'm afraid that if you treat me well, I'm afraid that I will think that you like me too."

"Please, really, just keep the relationship as before and be just friends."

At the end, Ji Yuelan's voice was filled with tears and she was very emotional.

She held her stomach, her face didn't look very good, and she felt very uncomfortable.

"Yue Lan, what's wrong with you?"

Song Nancheng shouted and hurried to call the doctors and nurses.

Soon someone came and quickly examined her. After the examination, the doctor asked her questions.

"The patient is in danger of miscarriage. As a family member, why can't you tolerate her being so emotionally unstable?"

Song Nancheng did not make any excuses. No matter what, he did make Ji Yuelan emotional.

"Is she okay doc? Anything I need to watch out for?"

"You can't have too much emotional fluctuations, you must stay in bed and rest, and eat a balanced and nutritious diet."

After the doctor gave repeated instructions, he took the patient away.

Seeing Ji Yuelan lying there motionless, Song Nancheng cut the apple into pieces, put them on a small plate and handed it to her.

"Eat some apples. I'll get some hot water. Aunt Li will bring food over later. I'll ask her to stay here and take care of you."

If he stayed any longer, Ji Yuelan would not be able to rest well.

"Go back, I want to have a good rest alone."

Knowing that she didn't want to see him, Song Nancheng stood up and said, "I'll go outside and wait until Aunt Li comes. Call me if you have anything."

Ji Yuelan didn't say anything. When she heard the door open, she shouted, "Nancheng, do you really just treat me as a friend?"

After a while, Song Nancheng replied with a "hmm". As the door closed, Ji Yuelan closed her eyes.

She wiped away her tears and stroked her bulging belly. The baby was already moving.

I don’t know if it’s because her emotions are fluctuating too much or because she’s not feeling well, but she’s moving so happily today.

"Baby, are you unhappy too? It's mom's fault for not taking good care of you. You're feeling uncomfortable now. Please don't blame mom, okay?"

Ji Yuelan placed her hand gently on her belly, not daring to keep touching it, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart.

But she didn't dare let her emotions fluctuate too much and could only try to adjust and ease them.

Maybe because she was tired or something else, she fell asleep in a daze.

After Song Nancheng went out, he stood outside the door and watched what was happening inside. He also saw her talking to the child.

Thinking about how she was so desperate for Xu Kai, he felt more and more uncomfortable.

He picked up his phone, found Xu Kai's number and dialed it. Soon, the call was picked up.

Xu Kai's tired voice came, "Song Nancheng, what do you want from me?"

"Yue Lan fell down at home and nearly had a miscarriage. Is this what you mean by taking good care of him?"

"You said she fell? What happened? How is Yuelan? Is the child okay?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. Song Nancheng's face darkened and he was very angry. "At this time, you are only worried about the child."

"What on earth does Yue Lan see in you? For you, she doesn't want to get married and can't be by your side to take care of you. What's the difference between her and a widow?"

"I'll go back now." Xu Kai hung up the phone directly, not wanting to waste any more time talking to him.

Song Nancheng was a little annoyed. He looked at the black phone and then at Ji Yuelan in the ward.

She lay there motionless, apparently asleep.

Worried that she would catch a cold, he gently opened the door and pulled the quilt higher.

Looking at the sleeping Ji Yuelan, her already thin face looked even smaller.

After staring at her for a long time, Song Nancheng couldn't tell what he felt.

Seeing the tears in the corners of her eyes, he raised his hand to wipe them away, but he didn't dare to touch her for a long time.

Finally he sighed, got up and went out.

After waiting for half an hour, Aunt Li came with a lunch box.

Song Nancheng gave some instructions and then left.

When Ji Yuelan woke up again, it was already past one in the afternoon and Aunt Li was dozing off next to her.

"Aunt Li, you're here."

"Miss Ji, you're awake. You must be hungry. I made you your favorite chicken soup and your favorite dishes."

Aunt Li took out the food from the lunch box with a happy look on her face and served her a bowl of soup.

Seeing Xi Ri's favorite dishes placed in front of her one by one, Ji Yuelan felt uncomfortable.

These dishes were all her favorites in the past, and only Song Nancheng knew them.

"What's wrong, Miss Ji? Is it not to your liking?" Aunt Li was a little anxious.

"No Aunt Li, I like it very much. Thank you for your hard work."

"Miss Ji, you are too polite. You and Mr. Song are good friends. It is my honor to cook for you."

"Mr. Song has something to do, so he left first. If you have anything, please tell me. I will take care of you here for the next few days."

"No need, Aunt Li. I've hired a nurse who will be here later."

"That won't do. Mr. Song specifically told me before he left that I must take good care of you these few days."

"Ms. Ji, Mr. Song is very worried about you. He asked me to prepare these meals and even specifically told me to add chili peppers, saying that you have loved spicy food since you were a child."

Ji Yuelan couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, she felt a little depressed. After eating, she was tired and took a nap.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Aunt Li said, "Miss Ji, I will go back and cook for you later. Mr. Song is on his way now."

"It's okay, go ahead, I can do it myself."

Ji Yuelan smiled and watched Aunt Li go out. She thought she had gone home and didn't think much about it.

When the door was pushed open, Ji Yuelan thought it was Aunt Li, and when she looked up she saw Xu Kai, who looked exhausted.

"Why are you back?"

"Ji Yuelan, you didn't tell me such a big thing. What do you think of me? What if something happens to this child?"

Song Nancheng heard this as soon as he walked to the door. Without saying a word, he went in and punched Xu Kai with his fist.

"You still have the nerve to blame Yue Lan. Did she deliberately make you fall?"

After being beaten, Xu Kai touched the corner of his mouth, then punched Song Nancheng with his backhand. He had wanted to beat him up for a long time.

"Stop fighting, what are you doing?" Ji Yuelan shouted anxiously, but she didn't dare to get out of bed, for fear of hurting the baby in her belly.

Xu Kai obviously had no intention of stopping. Seeing how much Ji Yuelan had suffered because of Song Nancheng, he wanted to beat him to death for her.

"Everyone has the right to blame me, except you, Song Nancheng, who has no right to do so!"

"Xu Kai, do you think that just because Yue Lan likes you, you have the right to slander her like this?"

"I'm telling you, as long as I'm here, I won't let you treat her like this. Since you don't have the ability to take good care of her, then I'll do it. I'll raise this child!"

Xu Kai smiled, "Then ask Yue Lan if she would agree?"