Priceless little cute wife

"Children's painting... You..."

"I'm fine." The child picture shook his head, then smiled gently and put the things back in the small bag on his side.

Then fell into a long silence.

After a long time, Donggong asked, looking up at the children's painting, "I don't know whether I should congratulate you or..."

Children's painting did not answer, but walked to the window lightly: "it's snowy all over the world. As long as you walk through it, you will still leave footprints after all. Maybe this is to prove my existence... "

Donggong asked him if he didn't quite understand the meaning of children's painting. Then he slowly got up and approached the children's painting. Looking at her confused eyes, he slowly became firm, and his uneasiness was growing.

Before children's painting could say anything, he opened his mouth first: "children's painting, you can't have this child. If you want an operation, I can introduce you to a world-class doctor anytime, anywhere, but you... Can't keep this child! "

Children's painting looked at Donggong and asked. He was surprised, but he immediately understood that Donggong was studying psychology. Why didn't he know what he thought?

"Donggong asked... I want to keep it!"

"Children's painting..."

"I know what you want to say. I won't see Donggong Yao again. This child is like a bomb. It will not only hurt him, but also hurt myself... But only if I keep it with me will there be no accident! "

"Moreover, I can't let this child become a member of the Donggong family and receive such education. With the emergence of one more Donggong Yao, I don't think it can make it feel that I'm a mother, and then fight for me all my life... I also..."

"Children's paintings! Listen to me! " Looking at the children's painting, Donggong asked and suddenly drank loudly. Then he looked at the children's painting and slowly lowered his voice, "you can't leave this child!"

"Donggong asked. I said it very clearly. I've decided. Even if you're a doctor, there's no way to decide whether to keep the child for me?"

"Children's painting... Don't you understand? If this child is only from the Donggong family, I won't refuse at all. "

"I like you, so it doesn't matter who the child is. Even if you don't see Donggong Yao, I can guarantee that I will hide you well and raise you and the child, but... All this won't happen, because you must give up the child!"

Looking at Donggong's very determined expression, the children's painting is a little confused. I don't quite understand what Donggong's question means.

"All right! That's what I tell you. You've been taking contraceptives. You took them at donggongyao a year ago. Later, although Amanda gave you pills to regulate your body, they still combined with contraceptive ingredients, that is to say, there are contraceptive artificial hormones in your body, which will affect your children! "

"If you are young, your child is likely to cause deformity or cerebral palsy. If you are old, you are likely to die in the abdomen without enough time, and... It will also have a great impact on the mother, abortion, ectopic pregnancy, all kinds of possibilities, so you can't take this risk!"

Children's painting listened to Donggong's question, then his body was a little shaky, so he sat down. What happened? This child... Could be... Disabled?

"Sorry, children's painting, I know it's a great blow to you, but if I don't tell you the truth, I don't deserve to be your friend, let alone a doctor! This child, you must not want... "

"That's enough, I think you've said enough! If you can, can you leave for a while? I need time to think about it! " Tong Hua looked at the East Palace and asked, and then gave an order to leave.

"Good!" Donggong nodded and looked at the children's painting with a firm expression. Then he could only turn and leave.

When the East Palace asked, the child painting immediately locked the door and held it on the handle. The coolness spread all over the body in an instant.

Suddenly the back of her hand was slightly cold. She looked down and found that she didn't know when her tears had fallen on it and slowly dropped along the back of her hand.

Why, why should you be so unfair to yourself?

The children's painting stumbled to the sofa, then sat down in an instant and gently stroked his lower abdomen.

There is a little life growing inside, but I don't know where its life and death are going.

Her mother died early. She thought her father was very mean to herself. She committed herself to Donggong Yao for revenge. After countless people's eyes, she never felt that her fate was unfair, but this time

But she really had a kind of unspeakable discomfort, repressed in her chest and made herself feel suffocated.

The child was something she had never expected, but it took a whole hour, but she frankly accepted its existence. It turned out that in her heart, the arrival of the child was not as sad as she thought.

She can raise her children with her own strength without anyone's help, but... At the moment of her final decision, she was told that her children may not be able to grow up. It's probably a disabled child... My God! Why? Why is it so unfair?

The child is innocent! It's all your own fault. Why should children bear everything?

Why is the pregnancy rate at the bottom just on your own? Why?

The children's painting finally couldn't stand it, and then lay on the sofa. For the first time in so many years, he burst into tears.

The East Palace at the door asked that he had heard her cry and tightened his fist, but he couldn't say anything.

How could Donggong not know such pain? If you can, it's better for him to help her bear all the pain. I just hope she doesn't cry and don't cry around her

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then tried his best to restore his reason and soberness.

Children's paintings at this time do not need a comrade in arms who sympathizes with her, but a friend who can be rational and help her!

The child must not want it, and it can't be known by Donggong Yao. Donggong asked who could help children's painting complete the operation. But also need to be a trustworthy person, and have very good technology, which can help children's painting return to normal physically and psychologically as soon as possible.

"Dr. Jonathan? Are you still there? "

"Mr. Zichu!" Donggong asked, turning his head immediately, then looked at ye Zichu and smiled.

"Are you leaving? Then I'll say goodbye. I happen to have something to do with children's painting. She may need a change for tomorrow's practice... "

"Really? But... Can we wait until tomorrow? " Donggong asked, looking at ye Zichu, and then looked at the closed door, "she just said she was tired and had fallen asleep!"

"Oh... So it is. That's good. I'm just a little tired, so you... "Ye Zichu looked at Donggong and asked some strange expressions, but he didn't care very much.

For Donggong Yao, he believed that Donggong Wen would never hurt children's painting and was most suitable for the personality of children's painting, so he didn't want to offend Donggong Wen.

After saying goodbye, ye Zichu turned and left.

Donggong asked, walked out of the hotel slowly, and then walked directly to the car, but it seemed that there was no way to concentrate. Then he could only take a heavy breath, and then slowly exhaled, making his body relaxed

the second day.

Children's painting slowly opened his eyes, and then found himself curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

She was lying with her body twisted. Now when she first got up, she felt some pain in her waist, which made her cry softly.

But the next second, her hand immediately rested on her lower abdomen, and then became nervous.

The dramatic scenes that happened last night appeared in front of me. I slept like this all night. My waist can't stand it. I don't know if it will affect the children in my stomach

But immediately she felt a little funny, then smiled bitterly and calculated the time. The child was only two months at most. Maybe nothing had grown up. How could it have an impact?

Besides, even if it does have an impact, will there be more impact than their own abuse of contraceptives?

Gently stroking the lower abdomen, the pain in the heart of children's painting overflowed in an instant.

After crying all night, her spirit is much better now, and her reason is slowly restored to her mind.

I complained all night yesterday, but I haven't solved the problem after all, so it's time to solve the problem by myself.

Just then, the door knocked gently. It was ye Zichu. He came to ask himself to practice the piano.

Tong Hua picked up the violin and followed ye Zichu out to practice. Her eyes glanced out of the window. It didn't snow outside and the weather looked much brighter.

So everything outside looks as if it had been cleaned. But the child picture looked down and saw the parking place outside. The car asked by Donggong was still there.

"Donggong asked... Is it already there?"

"No... he left last night. What's the matter? " Ye Zichu looked out of the window along the line of sight of the children's painting.

"His car is still there, Mr. Zichu... You wait for me, I'll have a look!" After the child painting finished, he tightened his coat and went outside. Ye Zichu also closely followed her.

Donggong asked where the car is. Not only that, there is a black head on the seat. Is it Donggong asked?

He knocked on the window gently. Donggong asked that he finally raised his head, and then saw the children's painting outside the car, looking at himself with a worried face.

"Children's paintings? Why are you out? It's so cold here! " Donggong asked to open the door immediately, then hugged the children's painting and took her directly indoors.

Ye Zichu behind him looked at Donggong's action and frowned slightly. His intuition told him that something seemed to have happened.

Last night, children's painting went to bed early, and the expression of Donggong asked at the door of children's painting, as well as the red and swollen eyes of children's painting at the moment, coupled with the careful action of Donggong asked... It seems that they don't want to tell themselves anything!

"I'm fine... Why are you here? Didn't you go out last night? " The child painting looked at the East Palace and asked.

Donggong asked, shaking his head: "when I got on the bus, I felt like I didn't know what I was thinking. I fell asleep unconsciously. Up to now, my waist is still sore. Damn it, a doctor doesn't know that sleeping like this is the biggest irresponsibility for myself! "

After that, Donggong asked, gently pressing his back waist with his hand, and then joking and mocking himself.

Tong Hua knew what Donggong asked for and for herself. Looking at him, she didn't know what to say to comfort for a moment, not to mention that ye Zichu was still around.