Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"Let's go. The doctor is waiting for us." Han Qichen selectively skips this topic.

In the consultation room, the doctor pushed his eyes on his face. "Mr. Han, I think the doctor who treated miss an should have said that it is very difficult for miss an to have her own children in the future."

The expression on an Qian's face is complex. At the moment, she hopes that the doctor can cure herself, but at the same time, she hopes that she can always be like this and never get better.

Only when she is like this now, Han Qichen will always keep herself by her side because of her guilt. If her body recovered, he would have reason to let himself go.

Han Qichen's face was iron green and clenched his fist, "so, I'm not here to listen to you repeat other people's words, but to let you try to make her body recover."

The doctor's forehead instantly burst out of tiny beads of sweat. His fingers trembled and wiped them. "Mr. Han, I don't need to say that I will try my best to cure miss an, but the hope is not great, so you should calm down, otherwise the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment." The doctor's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, he simply lost his voice.

An Qian pulled Han Qichen's sleeve, "Mr. Han, forget it. I know my own body, and I know if I can recover. That's it. Don't let the doctor in trouble."

The doctor delivers the past grateful eyes to an Qian. Although he is a doctor, he is not omnipotent. He really can't do anything about this kind of thing that has already made a conclusion.

"Thank you today, doctor." She turned and looked at Han Qichen, "Mr. Han, let's go quickly."

Han Qichen's eyes are deep. The doctors here can't. He is looking for foreign doctors. He doesn't believe that no one can cure an Qian well.

Just across the corridor, an Qian suddenly stopped, "Mr. Han, you go downstairs to wait for me, I want to go to a bathroom, OK?"

Han Qichen nodded.

Watching Han Qichen go far, an Qian just turned around.

Her current direction is not the direction to go to the bathroom, but the direction to go back to the consultation room.

"Miss ANN, why are you back?"

An Qian face a cold, where there is just amiable, like a completely changed person. "I ask you, what you said just now is true, my body really can't see well."

The doctor sighed deeply. He could understand the mood of an Qian at the moment. For a woman, losing the chance to be a mother is tantamount to depriving her of everything. "Miss ANN, I know you're upset. But you should have heard what I said to Mr. Han just now. Your body injury is too big to recover. Now what you can do is to slowly recuperate. Maybe your body will recover suddenly that day

This kind of probability is very small, but in order not to let an Qian in the heart too uncomfortable, the doctor can only intentionally say so. After a long time, maybe she can figure it out by herself.

An Qian's shoulder slowly shook two times, her eyes trembling staring at the doctor. "You mean I'll never have my own children in my life."

The doctor pursed his lips and opened his mouth with difficulty. "I can't say that. There is hope."

"There is hope." Anqian bowed his head and roared, "how much hope do you have? Tell me how much hope there is."

"Miss an, I hope you can be more open-minded. Although you can't be pregnant now, with a man like Mr. Han around you, what are you worried about. I can see that Mr. Han really cares about you

Yes, she also has Han Qichen. She also has Han Qichen.

So now she only has Han Qichen. She must hold him close to her. She must...

in the car, Han Qichen kept looking at his wrist watch, and his face was a little serious.

"Mr. Han, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." An Qian gazed at him, with some guilt in her eyes.