Li Tingchen supported Su Qingyu and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel. The body in her arms softened when she heard that there was nothing wrong with it.
“Something happened, is the child really okay?”
“Not for the time being, but don’t blame me for talking too much, madam. Although we have passed the first three months, in fact, we must be careful throughout the pregnancy. Your every move is closely related to the child, and your emotions should not fluctuate too much. This is not good for the child’s development.”
Su Qingyu nodded in fear, “Dr. Mu, I see, it’s really hard for you so late.”
“No, this is what I should do. You can take some oxygen and get a good night’s sleep.”
“Good.”
Knowing that the child was okay, Su Qingyu was relieved, and Li Tingchen carried her back to the room.
He sat by the bed and lowered his eyes to look at her tenderly, “Are you afraid?”
“There is nothing to be afraid of.”Su Qingyu hesitated and stopped talking.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, she thought of the dream she had just had. She was standing by the water and heard a strange female voice calling her: “Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu.”
When she turned her head, she saw a white bone, which was the body carried out of the broken ship.
Su Qingyu woke up suddenly, and when he saw Li Tingchen, he still had chills all over his body.
Did she care too much about it?So much so that I actually dreamed of a corpse.
Seeing her hard-mouthed look, Li Tingchen sighed helplessly.
“Don’t be afraid, I’ll be guarding you outside the door, sleep well, just for the sake of the child.”
He didn’t dare to irritate Su Qingyu too much, and left after a few words of comfort.
In the yard, Dr. Mu stood straight there, he should have been waiting for a while.
Seeing Li Tingchen come out and stand respectfully aside, she whispered: “Mr. Li, it’s not convenient for me to say more about my wife just now. I want to talk to you about her.”
“Follow me.”
After changing to a safe place and confirming that Su Qingyu couldn’t hear him, Li Tingchen spoke again: “Is there a problem with the child?”
He took out a cigarette but did not light it, and a layer of clouds shrouded his eyebrows.
“No, no, no, Mr. Li, don’t worry, the child is safe for the time being. I just want to remind you a few words. My wife has a history of heavy bleeding, and her uterine lining is relatively thin, which is a type that is easier to miscarry.”
Seeing that Li Tingchen didn’t speak, the doctor continued to add: “The emotions of pregnant women are also very important. Mr. Li must take good care of his wife and try not to stimulate her during her pregnancy, otherwise the mother will be stimulated and the pregnancy will easily stop automatically. Once that happens, Madam……”
Dr. Mu glanced at Li Tingchen cautiously. The smoke in Li Tingchen’s hand had changed shape, and he lowered his voice: “Go on.”