Sick beauty enemy is pregnant with my cub

Song Jing accompanied Qin Mo and walked slowly outside like last time. At that time, Qin Mo's stomach could barely see any curvature, but today he could see a slight bulge as long as he lowered his head. The two left It took ten minutes to go back again. Zhou Hai's face was similar to that of just now, and he couldn't see any strange emotions. Wu Run's expression was also well restrained. Qin Mo lay on the examination bed again, and the coupling agent was reapplied on his stomach. superior.

"The little guy's face is still not clear, only a side profile can be seen, and the side spine is normal."

Wu Run's eyes were fixed on the data above. He is not a major in obstetrics and gynecology. He has never done anything like this before. He is far less experienced than Zhou Hai. Thinking of what he just said, he feels a little heavy in his heart.

"Boss Qin, let's get up and walk around again. You can touch him. You can eat a piece of chocolate here. Some children will wake up like this."

Speaking of Zhou Hai handing Qin Mo a piece of chocolate, Song Jing's eyes were filled with undisguised surprise;

"He will turn over after eating a piece of chocolate? Is this magic brand chocolate?"

Zhou Hai turned around;

"There's a tiny bit of clove in the chocolate, which will excite the baby and possibly move."

Qin Mo took the piece of chocolate, will it move?He checked that there may be fetal movement in more than four months, but the baby has not moved once. He peeled off the chocolate skin and took a bite. The silky and mellow taste immediately spread to the whole taste buds, and Song Jing fell to one side. Gave him a glass of warm water.

Because of the privacy of this examination, there is not even a nurse in the corridor, not to mention patients. Song Jing walked with him, walking slowly. Qin Mo's hands slightly covered his stomach, and suddenly he stopped. Song Jing turned his head and thought he was uncomfortable;

"what happened?"

There was a small movement in the palm of his hand, he could clearly feel that the child had just moved, and the corners of his lips involuntarily showed a warm arc, Song Jing also lowered his head, watching his reaction and paused for a while. stunned out loud;

"Yes, did he move?"

Qin Mo nodded his head. Song Jing's eyes had a strange gleam. This feeling was very subtle. He looked at Qin Mo and felt that this request was a bit difficult to ask. After hesitating and hesitating, he still made a sound;

"Give me a touch."

Qin Mo turned his head and glanced at him;

"He's not moving now."

After speaking, he raised his steps and continued to move forward, only leaving Song Jing with a figure of refusal, and he quickly followed;

"Why are you doing this? You won't let me hear the fetal heart rate, and now you won't let me feel the fetal movement. This is also my child."

Qin Mo ignored his thoughts, and went back to the consultation room when the time was almost up. This time, he could finally see the little guy's face clearly. Zhou Hai was very careful during the examination, paying attention to every detail. However, it took a long time. After 10 minutes, he put down the probe. Qin Mo wiped off the coupling agent on his body, put on his clothes, stood up, and looked at Zhou Hai;

"How is he?"

There was a moment of silence on Zhou Hai's face, and Song Jing's heart also lifted;

"Is there a problem? Dr. Zhou."

Zhou Hai adjusted a parameter;

"During the examination just now, the child's internal organs, facial features, and limbs were all fine, but his development was ten days behind."

One sentence raised the hearts of both of them at the same time, Qin Mo put his hands on his stomach subconsciously, his face turned two points pale, he no longer had the calm look before, and brought two points of urgency and nervousness;

"What do you mean? Why is this happening?"

There was obvious ups and downs in his heart, and Wu Run hurriedly said;

"Let's sit down and talk."

Song Jing turned around and saw that Qin Mo was not in the right state, knowing that he valued this child very much and had a bad heart, so he raised his hand to support his elbow;

"Don't worry, Dr. Zhou is very experienced, let him have a look and sit down first."

He took this person to sit on the sofa beside him, and he was actually a little panicked. This person's thinking was always thinking in the wrong place. If there was really something wrong with this child, he might have to undergo surgery now. As a result of the operation of the premature death of the father and son, a chill rose from his feet, but Qin Mo's gaze was always fixed on Zhou Hai, and Zhou Hai made a sound;

"Generally speaking, when the four-dimensional examination is done, the child's development is delayed for a week. There are many reasons. It may be that the genetics cause the small size, or it may be that the early nutrition can not keep up with the slow development. Generally, if you pay more attention to nutrition and rest later, the child may catch up, but there is also a possibility that the child's chromosomes and genes are abnormal, which leads to fetal growth restriction. If this is the possibility, then the operation can only be performed as soon as possible. According to the examination, the child is about ten days younger, this situation cannot rule out the child's chromosomal problem, and Mr. Qin has a congenital disease of congenital valvular insufficiency, I suggest further examination."

Song Jing stared at him and asked;

"What check?"

Zhou Hai looked up;

"Amniocentesis to rule out fetal chromosomal and genetic problems."

Song Jing paused for a moment. He saw this amniocentesis when he checked yesterday, but he didn't take a closer look, but the name made people feel a little uneasy;

"Amniocentesis? How and how? What to wear?"

Zhou Hai further explained;

"Amniocentesis is a detection method in which a needle is passed through the abdominal wall, the uterine cavity directly reaches the amniotic cavity, and the amniotic fluid is extracted."

Song Jing's gaze landed on the man's abdomen, hearing his words made him feel chills, and he couldn't control his voice;

"That is to say, the needle is directly inserted into the stomach?"

Zhou Hai knew that some family members who didn't know much about the inspection would be resistant to this method, so he just wanted to persuade him as usual when he listened to the voice of the person who hadn't spoken much;

"Can you check, now?"

Qin Mo's face was not very good-looking, he barely suppressed the emotions in his heart and involuntarily put his hands on his stomach, the tone of his voice didn't seem to change much.

"Yes, the sooner this is checked, the better."

Qin Mo nodded;

"How long will it take for results?"

"The amniotic fluid cells need to be cultured, usually about 7-10 days, plus 10-12 days if the post-production is as soon as possible. During this period, I suggest staying in the hospital for observation. The child's condition also needs to be kept informed."

He doesn't care what kind of status Qin Mo is, he is only responsible for proposing the most scientific and reasonable suggestions from a professional perspective, Qin Mo nodded;

"can."

"You go to the lounge to rest first, and I will make preparations."

Song Jing's eyes fell on Qin Mo. Qin Mo walked to the sofa in the lounge next door and sat down. He said nothing in silence. Song Jing felt a little uncomfortable. He was not used to Qin Mo like this. He almost never feels sadness and sorrow in his body, but the emotions of the person in front of him can be captured so easily at the moment.

He also sat beside him, paused for a while before speaking;

"Don't worry too much. Doctor Zhou just said to rule out genetic and chromosomal problems. It doesn't mean that the child must have problems. Maybe this child is a chronic child? Doesn't this child grow up early and late?"

Song Jing never imagined that there would be a day when he would comfort Qin Mo. Qin Mo leaned on the back of the chair and did not respond to his words. He lowered his head slightly and looked at his lower abdomen and suddenly said;

"Touch it."

Song Jing suspected for a moment that she was hallucinating, her eyes couldn't help opening her eyes wide and looking at Qin Mo;

"what?"

"Don't you want to touch him? He will move."

Qin Mo lost a lot of weight due to the tossing and tossing some time ago, so that he can see his clear jawline from the side, his pale complexion reveals a sense of sickness and fragility, only the corners of his lips have a warm curve. , seems to be really happy because the child can move, but Song Jing can't be happy at the moment. In the morning, this person simply refused to touch the child. Really have a problem, afraid of losing him, let yourself touch it?

Song Jing raised his hand, and he could hear his own heartbeat when the palm was close to the man's stomach. Qin Mo's whole body looked a little disfigured, but only this place was warm and soft, and the warm touch made Song Jing Jing's heart softened in an instant, and a strange feeling rose up. This was his child, his and Qin Mo's child. He had seen his four-dimensional appearance, but he had never felt more about him than at this moment. Clearer, and never been so close to him.

Suddenly his palm seemed to be touched by something, Qin Mo also felt it, Song Jing felt him move for the first time, he suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes were shining with light, he looked up at the people around him;

"Qin Mo, he is healthy, he will be fine."

There was a loud voice on the ground, as if he knew the result with certainty, this kind of voice made Qin Mo's heart drop for no reason, the worry in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he nodded after a while;

"It'll be fine."

There was a knock on the door, and Wu Run came in;

"Okay, let's check it out."

As soon as Qin Mo and Song Jing reached the examination room, Song Jing saw the needle in front of Zhou Hai at a glance, and felt that the needle was longer than the needle on the sole of the shoe;

"Here, use this needle to pierce it directly? Don't you need anesthesia?"

He rarely came to the hospital. Except when he was young and didn’t remember anything, he remembered that he had a fever and had a muscle injection when he was ten years old. He saw such needles. Seeing such needles now is really a bit bottomless, isn’t it? To stab the buttocks, this is to stab the stomach, Zhou Hai raised his head and glanced at him;

"Local anesthesia is also available, but the anesthetic may affect the child, you need to see..."

Before he finished speaking, he received a straightforward answer from one side;

"No anesthetic."

Song Jing watched Zhou Hai disinfect his hands, gently lifted Qin Mo's clothes, wiped alcohol on his skin, and the slender needle directly pierced in like that, Song Jing clenched his hand unconsciously, actually This does not hurt much, the needle is very thin, and if you don't look at it, it may not hurt as much as blood drawing, but it will hurt more in the senses.

"Okay, the blood has been taken in the morning, and I will see the results of the second-trimester Tang screening. Mr. Qin can go back to the ward to rest. It is best not to make too much movement in the past two days. After lunch, I will go to a few monitors The equipment for the condition of the fetus, if you have the appetite to eat as much blood albumin as possible, I will send a recipe later."

Qin Mo changed into a hospital gown. The loose gown hardly showed any abnormality on his stomach. Song Jing accompanied him back to the room. It will take ten days for the result of amniocentesis. These ten days are like waiting. Like the trial, no matter how you say it, this feeling is actually not very good.

Qin Mo leaned on the hospital bed and talked very little. Seeing him like this, Song Jing suddenly felt that he might as well be a poisonous snake like last night. It was not the first time Qin Mo was hospitalized, but it was the first time he was accompanied by Song Jing. There was a ringing, and it was Zhou Hai’s recipe that was sent over. Song Jing immediately started to read it. Not only did the recipe write on it, it also marked the main nutrients and content that each food can provide, as well as the daily intake standard. It was so clear, Song Jing looked at it and compared what Qin Mo could eat before.

After picking out a few things that the person used to eat and sent them to Aunt Zhang, Song Jing began to edit the original file, and kept sliding his fingers on the screen of the phone. After 10 minutes, he suddenly sat on the After getting to the side of the bed, Qin Mo withdrew his gaze from the window and watched him holding up his mobile phone in front of him, raising his eyebrows slightly;

"Look at it."

He took the mobile phone, and saw that Song Jing actually made the recipe just now into a column chart and a line chart for analysis. Song Jing leaned over and pointed a few places on the screen;

"Look, the blue column is Zhou Hai's daily nutrient intake. I have classified it according to protein, fat, and vitamins. The red column is your intake last month. Basically Even less than 60.00%, failed, so I think there should be no problem with the child's genes and chromosomes, and the small growth is probably caused by your early reaction and eating too little food."

Song Jing is a science student, and facing the report all day long, he is used to analyzing quantitative problems with the established data, and then he came to the current conclusion. He looked at the person on the bed with bright eyes, and his own analysis conclusion Confident, Qin Mo put his finger on the screen and slid slightly;

"How did you get the red data?"

The blue column is the standard given by Zhou Hai, but how did he get the data here? Song Jing took the phone from his hand and opened another sheet;

"It's exactly one month from the 16th of last month to today. During this month, Zhang's mother often cooks these kinds of vegetables and meat. Look at the protein, fat, and vitamins contained in each kilogram of food. If there is a comparison table, you only eat a few mouthfuls in one meal, half a bowl at a time, and one bowl at two times. Calculate the basic nutrition of a dish and a bowl of porridge, and then roughly add one to your month. If you can make up a few bowls, won’t the data come out? Don’t worry, my high school chemistry experiment class is full and sensitive to weight. The accuracy of the above data will not be lower than 90.00%, even if there is a [-]% error, assuming this [-]% If ten percent is a positive error, then your intake will only pass the test, which still supports my above inference.”

Song Jing has always been very confident in the data he made, but this time he made such data to comfort Qin Mo. For ten days, if he is so worried for these ten days, he will not be able to eat or sleep well. This will always make him feel relieved.

Naturally, he couldn't hide his thoughts from Qin Mo, he fixedly looked at the person beside the bed, no matter what, he should still wish the child well, right?This thought suddenly gave him a sense of companionship, anxiety and worry were not his business alone.

The driver at home brought lunch over. The deep-sea fish contains a lot of protein. I was afraid that Qin Mo would be disgusted. There were almost no oily flowers in the soup. Song Jing opened the lid of the porridge, and a very fragrant smell wafted out. It's not the same, it's so refreshing that you can't feel sick to your stomach, even Qin Mo turned his head and looked over when he smelled it;

"What porridge?"

Song Jing put the porridge in front of him;

"It seems to smell like lotus leaves. It's the first time Mama Zhang made it. Would you like to try it?"

Qin Mo's reaction was better than when he vomited everything at the beginning, but his appetite was still small, so he didn't dare to eat more for fear of vomiting. The two of them didn't mention the matter in the morning, but Song Jing finally started to eat with Qin Mo. Concentrated, he went to ask Zhou Hai specifically, and Zhou Hai also said that everyone's reaction during pregnancy is different. Some people vomit in the first trimester and it's fine, while others continue to feel nauseous until the third trimester, so eat less. Eat more meals, eat as much as you can.

I don’t know if it’s because Qin Mo feels that he’s a loser or if the fragrant lotus leaf porridge has finally worked. It’s the first time this bowl has bottomed out. In the afternoon, Zhou Hai came over to monitor Qin Mo. The fetal heart rate instrument, the sky was getting dark, Qin Mo had a bad sleep in the afternoon, and when he woke up, Song Jing was still sitting on the sofa beside him, as if he was not ready to go back;

"not going back?"

Song Jing looked at him, twitched the corner of her mouth, and glanced at the accompanying bed beside her;

"I can sleep on the bed here, why should I go back to sleep on the floor?"

This was taken for granted, and it never occurred to him that it would not matter if Qin Mo slept in a big bed if he wasn't sleeping at home.

Qin Mo drank milk at night and went to rest. Song Jing left the ward at this time, subconsciously paying attention to the surroundings of the ward. Qin Mo's ward is not actually in the ward, but a separate area on the top floor of the hospital. In this place, Wu Run arranged the ward directly after being rushed to the hospital this time. It can be seen that this ward should be prepared for Qin Mo alone, so the last time he was hospitalized should also be in this ward.

The corridor is the same as during the morning checkup, empty. In a place like a hospital, even if the top floor is not a ward, there is still a smell of disinfectant. The corridor without anyone is very quiet, only Song Jing's leather shoes stepping on it. The sound on the tiles even sent chills down the spine. Song Jing walked from one end of the corridor to the other. There were only three rooms on the top floor with lights on. One was Qin Mo's ward and the other was Zhou Hai. In the current office, there is another nurse's duty room.

He noticed that there are three cameras in the corridor, one at the entrance of the two elevators and one in the middle. This camera configuration can cover almost all locations on the top floor without any blind spots. Huang Yangqing knew the news of Qin Mo's last hospitalization, so he analyzed it according to the current configuration. Those who can directly contact Qin Mo are not only doctors or nurses, but also people behind the surveillance cameras.

He walked to Zhou Hai's office and knocked on the door;

"Please come in."

"Mr. Song."

Zhou Hai was analyzing Qin Mo's case, Song Jing sat down directly opposite him and cut straight to the point;

"Doctor Zhou, tell me the truth, in the cases you have seen in the past, how likely is it that the child with Qin Mo's condition has problems?"

Zhou Hai flicked through the medical records for a moment, with some hesitation in his expression. Although Song Jing didn't often deal with doctors, he had more understanding of people's thoughts than ordinary people. He understood Zhou Hai's concerns and spoke out again;

"Don't worry, I won't take what you said as a promise. I can understand and accept the discrepancies between facts and guesses."

Zhou Hai raised his hand to help his glasses. He didn't know the relationship between Qin Mo and Song Jing. In fact, when he knew that the patient was Qin Mo, he was very surprised by his decision to give birth to a child. He also felt that maybe Qin Mo's decision was not wrong;

"Mr. Song, medical probability is based on a large number of cases. I can only speculate based on the cases I have encountered. Judging from Mr. Qin's physical condition now and in the past few months, I think genes and chromosomes lead to the child's development. There are probably about 20.00% of the reasons for the slowness."

20.00% may be the child's problem, so in terms of probability, there is a high probability that it is not the child's problem. The probability of 80.00% is not low. If the return on investment of a project can reach this number, Song Jing will definitely not hesitate investment, but now, is 20.00% really small?What if it is the 20.00%?

"If, I mean, if the child really has a problem, shouldn't he be operated on immediately?"

Zhou Hai nodded. Indeed, if the child has a problem, the sooner the operation is better, he thought that Song Jing would ask what is the probability of the operation being successful at this time, but he did not expect that the person on the opposite side just nodded slightly to show that he knew. He got up and got ready to go out.

Song Jing didn't want to ask, he didn't understand what he was avoiding, was he afraid of hearing the success rate that he couldn't accept?Or do you know that Zhou Hai actually has no way to make any guarantees to him?The leather shoes stepped on the tiles in the corridor again, and the sound was particularly obvious in the silent corridor.

When he was about to reach the ward, he suddenly saw the door of Qin Mo's ward open, and a nurse came out with a notebook in his hand. It was Zhou Hai who gave Qin Mo the fetal heart rate detection instrument in the afternoon. This was his first time today. Seeing a nurse on the top floor, the nurse saw her nodded slightly, Song Jing didn't stop her but just glanced down at the badge in front of her, Li Huan.

The lights in the ward were dimmed, and when he entered lightly, he saw the person lying on his side turned his head, and he stepped forward a few steps to meet the sleepy eyes of that person;

"I thought you were asleep."

"On the leg, give me a massage."

Qin Mo turned over, his expression was still sleepy, it seemed that he had just woken up, and he manipulated others very slipperily, Song Jing bowed his head;

"Crampy legs?"

He lifted a little of the quilt and went to touch the man's legs;

"I just had a cramp."

After Qin Mo finished speaking, he turned his face to the side and buried half of his face in the soft pillow, as if he was about to fall asleep again. Song Jing sat on the side of the bed, and the calf area under his hand was indeed tight, as if he had just had a cramp.

This night he was finally able to sleep on the bed. This ward was specially prepared for Qin Mo, and even the mattress that accompanied the bed was similar to the one used at home. Drowsily fell asleep.

The next morning, Qin Mo ate a little more than usual, neither of them mentioned yesterday's checkup, Qin Mo wiped his mouth slowly after eating;

"Aren't you going to learn to redeem your driver's license?"

Song Jing swallowed the bun in her mouth and raised her head;

"I said, why are you so concerned about my driver's license?"

Qin Mo leaned against the pillow behind him, his expression slightly narrowed;

"I'm just curious if you can pass this IQ subject."

"Hmph, my IQ? Don't forget who made the analysis table yesterday."

Qin Mo put his hand gently on his stomach, raised his eyebrows slightly;

"In that case, any employee of the Qin family can do it."

Very well, Song Jing looked at him lying on the bed and decided not to bother with him too much, he really didn't plan to stay in the hospital all the time today, some things still had to be arranged.

After confiscating the driver's license, Song Jing called the driver to pick him up. Instead of going to study, he went directly to the company. Huang Yangqing gave him the "reason" for Qin Mo's hospitalization, and he was already urging him for his salary. He got out of the soundproof panel in the car and made a call, and the person who answered the phone was the person he left behind in the laboratory;

"You find a safe time to come out and meet me."

He asked the driver to park the car at Song's gate, and at the same time ordered the driver;

"You go to the small elevator and wait for me."

He got out of the car and went upstairs. After entering the office, he went down a small elevator in the office that led directly to the basement, and sat back in the car. He suspected that Huang Yangqing would pay attention to his whereabouts, so he had to keep a hand;

"Go to the coffee shop before."

The car started slowly again, Song Jing put one arm on the side rail and raised his hand to support his head, he kept clarifying his thoughts. Although he guessed Huang Yangqing's identity, he also guessed that his goal was the Qin family. But there is still a problem in logic. Huang Yangqing is not the well-known illegitimate son of the Qin family that Qin Mo sent in. Even if Qin Mo dies, the Qin family will not be able to turn to him. He has planned so much and it seems that the Qin family is determined to win. What is there? A step that he didn't think of?

In addition to this point, there is the most important point, that is, he tried several times, but the opponent refused to let go of his line, which shows that his line is very important, and it may be so important that it can determine their success or failure. In that research laboratory, what can the people in his laboratory do to help them?So that he can get the Qin family?

He worked in the coffee shop for more than 20 minutes before a person came in. In order to deceive others, he only called him, but it was enough, because the person in front of him was one of the core members of the laboratory;

"Brother Song."

The person who came was wearing a black polo shirt and wearing half-round glasses. He looked like a researcher at a glance. He was actually older than Song Jing, but he was still used to calling him that. Song Jing didn't like him. Courtesy;

"Time is limited, is there anyone new to the lab recently?"

Yuan Jing shook his head slightly;

"No, what's wrong?"

"Then is there anyone who has frequent contact with you and several other core researchers in the laboratory? Or has anyone asked you to cooperate recently?"

Yuan Jing bowed his head and thought for a while;

"There is a medical company that is ready to cooperate with us. Didn't I say before that it is researching a new drug for blood diseases? This drug is basically ready for clinical trials. A medical company that specializes in clinical trials has found Liu Yuan. But Liu Yuan doesn't seem to want to cooperate too much."

"Send me a copy of the information of several medical companies you have contacted, as well as your information on new drugs for blood diseases. Recently, pay more attention to the people who come into contact with you and the people around you."

Song Jing always felt that something was wrong with this matter. He didn't think staring at a laboratory could bring down Qin Mo. After Yuan Jing left, he looked at the time and it was almost five o'clock, so he didn't plan to go back to the company. He went straight back to the hospital. When he came back, Zhou Hai was in the ward with a notebook in his hand. He took a look at what seemed to be an indicator;

"what is this?"

"The result of Tang Sieve."

Song Jing raised her head immediately;

"How about it?"

He knows that Down's screening is an important test that can rule out some genetic problems;

"From the results, there is nothing abnormal, but Tang Screening is not as comprehensive and accurate as amniocentesis. In the end, we will have to wait for the results of amniocentesis to confirm the results, but it is a good thing that Tang Screening has no problems."

Song Jing heard it, this means that the result of amniocentesis is still highly likely to be preferred, his heart finally fell back a little, but he looked at the person on the bed, thinking that he would be happier when he heard the news, but saw him With a slightly condensed expression, he raised his head and asked;

"Doctor Zhou, if the child has a heart problem, can it be found out now?"

Song Jing paused, he forgot that Qin Mo had a congenital problem of congenital valvular insufficiency, and this kind of congenital heart disease seems to have a high probability of being inherited, so he immediately looked at Zhou Hai;

"The problem of the fetal heart can be seen when doing the four-dimensional, and it will also be reflected on the fetal heart to a certain extent. From the results of the four-dimensional inspection and the detection of the fetal heart, it can be seen that there is no problem with the baby's heart, but after all, you have With a family history of heart disease, the tests may be more frequent in the future, but don't worry too much, relax, children are very strong."

Qin Mo’s face became a little more relaxed, and he nodded. Anyway, it’s a good thing that Tang’s screening result is fine today. Song Jing also suppressed all the worries before the hospital, and her eyes fell on on Qin Mo's stomach, he sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his hands secretly;

"Did he move again today?"

Qin Mo watched him lower his head curiously and raised his hand to pull up the quilt again;

"It's moving."

"Touch me."

With the experience of this person letting him touch it last time, this time Song Jing stretched out his hand directly, but before reaching the person's stomach, he was blocked by him, and he immediately raised his head and glared;

"Why? Didn't you touch it yesterday?"

Qin Mo's waist was a little sore when he was lying down, he changed his posture while supporting himself, glanced at the person beside him, Shi Shi then spoke;

"Yesterday was yesterday, today is today."

"Just touch it for me, he must miss me."

"Where does such a big face come from?"

Today he guessed that this person wouldn't go to study, so he would know who he met today if he secretly made people pay attention.

Song Jing asked people to check those medical companies, but they used people who had nothing to do with him. Since Huang Yangqing set his sights on the laboratory, the companies that came out to cooperate at this juncture were probably [-]% related to him.

Since Song Jing was "tied" back by Qin Mo this time, both of them seemed to have tacitly not mentioned the company's affairs, and now Qin Mo has not said a word about Song's situation, as if acquiescing to the current situation. With this kind of rhythm, when the two are at home at the same time, they are also working in their own study rooms, but now that the two are in the same ward at the same time, it is inevitable that there will be times when they handle work in front of each other.

Qin Mo has been sitting in the Qin family for many years, even if Zhou Zhou's hand is loosened, no one in the Qin family can make any troubles, but Song Jing is different. The Song family has just become independent, and many things are complicated. In addition, he didn't return to the company at all during the day, so various calls and videos came in one after another at night.

It wasn't too late, but it was around seven o'clock, and he picked it up before it was time to go to bed. After one pick up, he couldn't stop. Although Qin Mo ate some at night, he lay in bed all day. It's not good for digestion. At this moment, my stomach feels bloated and uncomfortable, and I faintly start to feel sick again. Listening to the voice talking on the phone over there, the irritability rises in my heart. I went to see those eyeliners during the day, but I went to him to deal with work at night. Does he look so easy to talk to?When Song Jing picked up the third call, he suddenly raised his hand and copied a piece of paper and threw it at him, his tone was really not good;

"Mr. Song is always so busy? Why don't you bring it here when you're still busy at the company?"

Song Jing was hit by the cardboard box, and when she turned around, she saw the angry look in the man's eyes, as if she heard a voice on the phone, and there was no movement for a moment;

"Come here first, save it for tomorrow's meeting."

He hung up the phone and stood up;

"I just make two phone calls and it's getting in the way of Mr. Qin's affairs?"

Qin Mo endured the nausea that surged up in waves, and seeing his righteous appearance became even more uncomfortable. He propped himself up a bit and was about to speak when a cloud of black mist rose in front of him. He hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed the edge of the bed in a panic. He grabbed the armrest, but grabbed an empty space, his heart beat suddenly a little faster, and there was a strength in the darkness to support him under his arm;

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Qin Mo's breathing became heavier, and he stabilized his body. The black mist in front of him gradually dissipated. He knew that his blood pressure was probably too low. When he saw the face of the person in front of him, he suddenly pulled his arms out of Song Jing's hands.

Song Jing...as if someone is willing to help you...but seeing his pale face, he couldn't help but ask;

"Do you need to call a doctor? Didn't I just answer two calls? Why are you so angry?"

Qin Mo leaned back on the bed and snorted coldly when he heard his words;

"When I was not angry, I didn't see that you had a heart."

In the past, he was more than angry with Song Jing. Even if he wanted the moon in the sky, he would try his best to pick it off for him. After three years, he had changed such a result. Song Jing choked slightly, which seemed to be his heart. Like luck, is he sincere to him, or to his face?

The most secret and most caring point in my heart was highlighted, and Song Jing lost all thoughts. What he wants most now is to throw the photo in his leather armor directly on his face, not to mention it seems to be his fault It seemed that he had let down his deep affection, the vicious words seemed to have reached his throat but he swallowed them back when they reached his mouth.

Now is not the time to talk about these things with him. It is not clear what the child's condition is. Let's take a step back and say that the cub in Qin Mo's stomach belongs to him. Qin Mo didn't think of this kind of silence, but he didn't have time to think about it now, and his stomach was still filled with nausea;

"Bring me a glass of honey lemonade."

Song Jing really knelt down for him, and she still didn't forget to command him. Seeing that he was not moving, Qin Mo suppressed his nausea and made a sound;

"Go quickly."

Song Jing saw that his condition was really wrong;

"Disgusting? Wait a minute."

He still stood up, washed it with salt, cut the lemon, squeezed two slices of honey, mixed it with warm water, and handed it to him. Qin Mo drank a couple of sips, and the slightly fresh lemon scent seemed to dilute some nausea. He took a deep breath slowly. After half a day, he drank half a glass of lemonade, which was a relief.

The two of them didn't talk much that night. The next morning Song Jing accompanied Qin Mo to finish breakfast and left the hospital to go to the company. When he left the ward, the lingering anger from last night was still there, and his face was not very good-looking. The company's affairs still had to be dealt with, and there were almost one meeting after another throughout the morning, and his bad father actually came, but he didn't care about him.

Seeing that it was noon, he thought of the person who was sick last night, and he didn't know if he had eaten at noon. He leaned on the back of the chair and frowned, and was hesitating whether to go back to the hospital for a look. The computer screen suddenly went black again, Song Jing's eyes shrank suddenly, and sure enough, a string of words appeared on the computer screen after a while;

"Thank you Mr. Song for the information."

He sent some of the "polished" materials to Huang Yang yesterday