I go north, you go south

I have to say that Fang Jiayu can still have such a rich "liveliness" at his age, and he is really nourished by "love".

"Auntie, this matter mainly depends on Shu Shu..."

Fang Jiayu fantasized a lot, and Ling Bei couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile on his face.

To be honest, he also yearns for the small life of a family of three or four with both children.It can be said that since he got to know Nan Zishu, he couldn't help thinking about it countless times.

But now it's not just a matter of whether Nan Zishu wants it or not.

He had already arranged for someone to pick up the prescription.He also understood the advice of the hematologist. Not only was Nan Zishu not suitable for pregnancy now, but he could not even guarantee his basic physical health.I will definitely have to put a lot of thought into nursing care in the future.

Therefore, in recent times, he has to restrain himself a little. If he is really pregnant with a child, Nan Zishu's temperament will definitely put the baby in his belly first.Then he and Nan Zishu would have trouble again.

Ling Bei quietly glanced at Fang Jiaming, who was sitting not far away, and decided to hide the matter first.

He was not worried at all that Fang Jiaming would have any objections to Nan Zishu because of this.I just don’t want one more person to worry about.Presumably if he really told Fang Jiaming, Nan Zishu would have some thoughts of blaming herself when she was busy.

"Oh, I just said this casually, Xiaobei, why do you still take it seriously?"

Seeing that Ling Bei remained silent for a long time after listening to his words, Fang Jiayu thought it was because she was excited just now, and what she said was too straightforward, embarrassing Ling Bei who had his own plans.So she quickly smoothed things over and said: "These are things between you young people. I just said it casually. Don't feel pressured."

"Auntie, what kind of pressure can I have?" Ling Bei saw that Fang Jiayu seemed to have misunderstood, so he smiled reassuringly: "I didn't misunderstand anything. It's just the way you said it that made me think about Shu Shu's health condition. Well, it’s time to arrange for a better private doctor to recuperate her carefully for a while.”

"It has nothing to do with the child, I just want her to be well."

This last sentence seemed to be what Ling Bei said to himself.

However, even with such a casual chat, Fang Jiaming, who had been silent on the side, still noticed something was wrong from Ling Bei's slightly lost state.She hesitated for a moment, then cautiously asked Ling Bei: "Xiao Bei, recently...is Shu Shu feeling uncomfortable in any way?"

This question made Ling Bei startled.

Unexpectedly, my mother still had the same venomous gaze as before, and he could tell so quickly that he was hiding something from her.

In fact, Ling Bei himself didn't know, since he came back from the hematology department with Nan Zishu, his face was gloomy visible to the naked eye.

It would be strange if Fang Jiaming, a mother, couldn't tell at all.

"It's okay, Mom...it's just..."

Ling Bei pursed his lower lip and was debating whether to tell Fang Jiaming about Nan Zishu's current physical condition. Suddenly, a light knock on the door interrupted Ling Bei's thoughts without warning.

"Boss Ling."

The young nurse who had been chatting with Nan Zishu in the morning came in.

Holding the medicine box and another bag of medicines specially placed separately in her hand, she walked straight to Ling Bei: "It's time to take medicine in the afternoon."