flashy wedding

Chapter 794 Selfishness! (1)
She went over to take the medicine, and then went back to bed.

It's just that she has no sleepiness.

She thought about many things in her mind, and finally, she remembered the words that the man said during the day.

If she gave birth to a son, it would be the eldest grandson of the Zhai family.

She finds it funny.

Zhai's grandson?

A nameless bastard?

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaoxiao felt very sad again. She put her hand on her still flat stomach, thinking that her life was already hard, and she would add her child to it when she could.

She felt reconciled, really reconciled.

God is too unfair, why let her bear so much pain alone?

Could it be that she committed too many crimes in her previous life?

No, she doesn't believe in karmic complaints.

But if this is the case, it is enough for her to bear it alone, why should innocent children be implicated?

God is really too eccentric.

To be honest, sometimes, she is quite envious of her friend Lu Jixiang.

They are all human beings, so why is there such a big gap in fate?

Lu Jixiang met Song Jincheng, and she happened to meet Di Yao.

The devil!

a few days later.

Accompanied by the housekeeper, Zhou Xiaoxiao went to the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital for a physical examination.

The doctor made a series of detailed examinations for her, and finally confirmed that the child in her womb was healthy, but she had some physical problems as a mother, she was too weak and anemic.

When the butler went to pick up the medicine, Zhou Xiaoxiao sat alone on the bench by the corridor and waited.

Coincidentally, she met He Yiran.

"Miss Zhou!"

He Yiran stood in front of her wearing a white coat, with his hands in his pockets, and when he smiled slightly, against the large sun behind him, he looked like an angel in white.

Zhou Xiaoxiao's reaction was very cold.

"Hello, Doctor He!"

He Yiran raised his eyebrows.

"Does Miss Zhou always have to be so polite?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao's expression remained unchanged, and she replied: "After all, I'm not familiar with Dr. He, so it's better to be more polite."

He Yiran nodded first, and then said: "Miss Zhou is very polite, but this kind of politeness makes people not used to it. Okay, let's not talk about this topic. What are you doing in the hospital today? Are you checking your body? Or are you accompanying a friend? "

Zhou Xiaoxiao frowned.

To be honest, from the first time she saw this He Yiran, she was very unimpressed with him.

For He Yiran, she always had an indescribable feeling, anyway, it was not very good.

"If I remember correctly, it's working hours now. Isn't Dr. He busy?" Zhou Xiaoxiao asked without answering. Although she said it politely on the surface, the meaning behind her words was very clear. She was chasing someone away. .

He Yiran smiled lightly.

"I just finished an operation and happened to have a rest in the afternoon. How about you, have you eaten yet?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao turned her head.

"Thank you, I already ate it."

"Oh?" He Yiran looked disbelieving, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and then said: "It's not time for lunch yet, are you sure it's lunch, not breakfast?"

"What the hell do you want?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at him angrily, she really couldn't pretend anymore.

He Yiran spread his hands, he took a step back, took the initiative to maintain the distance between the two, and said in a helpless tone, "Miss Zhou seems to have misunderstood me? However, I think you must have misunderstood me. I don't have any Malicious, believe me, Miss Zhou, I really want to make friends with you!"

"You go!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao ignored his words.

He Yiran shrugged and was about to give up when he heard a voice behind him.

"Doctor He!"

Then, a little nurse walked over quickly.

He Yiran looked over calmly and smiled: "What's the matter?"

"No……"

The little nurse shook her head, blushing.

He Yiran nodded, looked at Zhou Xiaoxiao again, and said, "Miss Zhou, your complexion is very bad. Last time I heard Xiaochun say that you have been seeing Chinese medicine? If you don't mind, I can introduce you to one now." Do you need a senior Chinese doctor?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao didn't speak.

The little nurse let out a 'huh', and said strangely: "Doctor He, this mother-to-be has just had a physical examination, and all her indicators are very healthy!"

She just didn't mean to say it.

He Yiran seemed surprised.

"you are pregnant?"

He looked at Zhou Xiaoxiao sharply.

Zhou Xiaoxiao stood up from the bench with a cold face, and was about to leave with a small bag.

He Yiran chased after him.

He asked again and again: "Are you married?"

marry?

She is just one of Di Yao's thousands of women, she can't even be considered a lover, why would she get married!

She continued walking forward without making a sound.

He Yiran refused to give up, and continued to ask: "Miss Zhou, what's the matter with you?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao glared at him.

"none of your business!"

She rarely uttered a dirty word.

He Yiran was taken aback.

Zhou Xiaoxiao continued to walk forward, she had already seen the housekeeper.

"Miss Zhou..."

Behind him, He Yiran still pursued closely.

Zhou Xiaoxiao stopped suddenly.

He Yiran had no time to react and almost ran into her.

"Are you OK?"

he asked concerned.

Zhou Xiaoxiao looked back at him and said word by word: "Mr. He, you and I just met by chance a few times. I don't care what your purpose is. In short, I don't want to make friends with anyone now, and I hope you Don't trouble me, get together and get together, do you understand? Well, you don't need to explain, and I don't have time to listen to your explanation, goodbye!"

After speaking, he walked away without looking back.

He Yiran followed a step, but still stopped.

He watched the girl walk away helplessly, and the smile on his mouth increased instead of diminishing.

It's getting more and more interesting!

As the end of the year approaches, Lu Jixiang is almost seven months pregnant.

The most obvious thing is that her belly has protruded, and it feels like a soft ball.

That's right!

This is the adjective Lu Jixiang gave himself.

Song Jincheng was not happy about this.

"...Hey, Song Jincheng, you should say something, look, look at my stomach, it really looks like a ball!"

At this moment, Lu Jixiang is nestling in the sofa, covered with a thin woolen blanket, gnawing on an apple, while exerting his imagination with all his strength.

(End of this chapter)