Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

"Aunt, it's none of his business. I insist on keeping the baby!"

At the beginning, ye Shengyan disagreed, so no one understood his inner struggle better than qianxia. This time, she was worried that the sudden change would shake him.

The night Saint Yan tightly pursed his lips, and the closed eyebrows accumulated the gloomy pain that could not be melted.

"Aunt, I'm sorry. I've decided about the baby. I just hope you can help me and see if there's any way to keep me healthy."

"Qianxia, you need to know that there is something wrong with your body." Dr. Cai shook his head disapprovingly and looked stagnant. "I said that your situation was much more serious than your mother at the beginning. She only fainted when she was four months pregnant, but your body was already overdrawn when you were not pregnant at the beginning!"

Night Saint Yan Huoran stagnated, and his heart was stabbed like a knife.

The stiffness and trembling of the fingertips were transmitted to qianxia's fingertips. She was a little stunned. She couldn't help holding his hand and tried to appease his struggling pain. She shook her head gently and said firmly, "aunt, I have decided that I won't give up my baby until it really threatens my life."

If she can't keep her baby this time, she will never have her own baby.

"Qianxia, you..." Dr. Cai wanted to persuade her, but she stopped her voice in her bright and clear eyes. In fact, she already understood, "you are as stubborn as your mother. It is also for children to gamble their lives. Qianxia, I also hope you can give birth to this baby healthily. "

"Aunt, what can you do?"

Qianxia breathed a sigh of relief. As long as things didn't come to a dead end, she wouldn't let herself lose heart and despair.

For the child, her heart can't give up.

"Qianxia, there is no cure for this disease. Now what I can help you is to prescribe some conditioning drugs for you. I hope it can make your body better, but it always treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. You should be prepared. Your body will get worse and worse during pregnancy. If you really come to that time, don't insist. You must kill the baby, otherwise you will be in danger. "

"Well! I see! "

Qianxia nodded gently and lowered her eyelashes. Her smile on her lips was a little sad.

From beginning to end, ye Shengyan didn't say a word. He stood there stiffly, his back so desolate.

There is a kind of pain that hurts the most in the silent silence.

"God... How could this happen?" Yang Qing, who has been standing outside the door with ah Ji, choked. She tried her best to suppress it, walked forward and gently held qianxia's hand, "Qianqian, why haven't I ever heard of you? This baby... Do you have to pay so much? "

"Xiaoqing, you are also my mother. You should know me!"

Qianxia didn't explain too much. She smiled soothingly and wiped away the tears on her face. "You can't cry during pregnancy. It's bad for the baby. You see, I didn't cry. Fool, it's just a little harder. It's okay. I can hold on. We got pregnant about the same time and will have a baby together in the future. "

"Thousands of..."

Yang Qing's tears are falling more and more. Qianxia is more and more indifferent, and she is more distressed.