Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Thinking of this, Han Qichen's eyebrows wrinkled more tightly. He knew that there were some strange ideas in Xue he's head. Why didn't she look forward to her own good.

Han Qichen's lips raised a tiny arc of evil spirit, a small conspiracy suddenly gathered in his mind.

He lowered his head and deliberately pretended to be deep and sad. His voice was so low, "the doctor said..."

"don't say it." Before Han Qichen finished speaking, Xue he interrupted him directly. She was worried that she would not be able to bear the news. "No matter how much time you have left, I will be with you. As long as you receive treatment, I believe there will be improvement. If the domestic hospitals are not good, then we will go abroad. I believe there will always be places where we can look good..."

until this moment, she fully understood that she could not leave Han Qichen, and she could not even imagine that she would not live without him in the future What to do. She vowed that if the time could go back, she would not understand this until now. She will always accompany Han Qichen's side, even if he drives himself, she will not leave.

She sniffed fiercely and firmly grasped Han Qichen's hand. "I will accompany you, no matter what you do in the future, I will accompany you."

He wanted to tease Xue he, but he didn't expect this little woman to take it seriously. Looking at her sincere face now, his heart suddenly felt guilty.

However, seeing Xue he's in the mood, he can't directly interrupt her.

But knowing that Xue he could compromise so easily, I'm afraid he would have used this move for a long time. While thinking, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a radian.

Xue he raised his eyes, "what are you laughing at?"

Han Qichen raised his hand and gently flicked Xue he's forehead, "who told you I had a terminal illness."

Xue he stares at Han Qichen. From the beginning to the end, he seems to have never said anything about incurable diseases. "But..." but he just showed a sad look.

Looking at the successful smile on Han Qichen's face, Xue he seems to suddenly realize something. She glared at him fiercely, "you lied to me."

"I didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. It's your own head that doesn't know what's going on all day."

"I..." he didn't say anything just now, but she didn't explain it to herself for the first time.

Xue he looked and suddenly took back his hand. She did not turn her head to wipe the tears on her face. Her straight back suddenly became stiff and remembered what she had just said to Han Qichen.

She pursed her lips and pressed her forehead tightly. If she could, she would rather choose amnesia or Han Qichen's amnesia.

"It's getting late. If nothing happens, I'll go first."

She got up and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Han Qichen, "I just heard someone say that I should always accompany me."

Xue he angrily glared at him, "you... You heard me wrong..." anyway, his illness is false, so why can't what she just said be false.

Han Qichen frowned and covered his stomach with his other hand.

"Incurable disease is false, but stomach disease is real." If he had known that the little woman was so sympathetic, he would have told her in the morning.

Xue he looked back and found that Han Qichen's face was still very pale.

"Why my stomach hurts again." She turned around and her face was full of worries, and she had long forgotten Han Qichen's cheating on her.

Han Qichen grabs her hand and refuses to let go. "As long as you stay for a while, don't move..." his stomach has been very bad, but he hasn't been ill for a long time. Recently, it may be because he didn't eat breakfast that he began to have a disease again.

As long as this stomach disease breaks out, he feels as if his stomach is pricked by a needle, and the whole person will become irritable. But this is the first time, he felt that this stomach trouble is also very good.

After relaxing for a long time, Han Qichen gradually regained his physical strength, loosened Xue he's hand and slowly straightened up.

"Are you better? Are you sure you don't have to go to the hospital?" Xue he is still a little uncertain.

Han Qichen shook his head, "don't worry, you can't die."

Xue he's face immediately became gloomy, "can't you just say this kind of unlucky words all the time? Your requirements for your own survival are too low, just can't you die?" She complained unhappily, others treat their own life is very precious, only he does not cherish their own body.

"Have you had dinner yet?" She knew that Han Qichen had this problem, but as long as he ate regularly and took good care of it, the disease would not attack.

Han Qichen pinched his eyebrows and said, "I'm not hungry." He didn't seem to have eaten anything except a cup of coffee early this morning. Although he went to a dinner party at noon, he felt that he had no appetite, so he just drank two mouthfuls and didn't eat anything.