The weather is getting colder, and the sun shines on the earth through the thick clouds. It has lost the heat of summer, and the fallen leaves on the roadside are spinning on the ground with the cold wind.

Han Shaoting walked alone in the corridor of the hospital and walked towards the elevator door. When the elevator door opened, Han Shaoting saw a very familiar face. "Yuanyuan?"

Jiang Yuanyuan was caught off guard. She never thought that she would meet Han Shaoting face to face in the hospital. "Shaoting, why are you here?"

"I'm here to get the physical examination report." Han Shaoting saw that Jiang Yuanyuan's eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes and her expression was a bit haggard. A trace of worry flashed on her face. "Are you okay?"

Jiang Yuanyuan combed her hair with her hands and explained: "I went to bed a little late yesterday, so I was a little tired."

Han Shaoting was silent for a while and then asked: "Are you here to see a doctor?"

Jiang Yuanyuan clutched the bag in her hand, her fair face showing a hint of weakness. "No, I just met an old friend."

Going to the transparent floor. Han Shaoting nodded and stopped asking further: "I won't delay you anymore. I'll take the first step." After saying that, Han Shaoting stepped into the elevator and pressed the door button.

When the elevator door closed, Jiang Yuanyuan's tears fell down. No wonder people say that meeting each other is worse than missing her. It turns out that reunion is never a happy thing.

Han Shaoting took out the report from the doctor's hand, read it carefully, then raised his head and said to the doctor: "According to the report, the chance of my wife getting pregnant is low, right?"

"You can say that." The doctor saw that Han Shaoting's expression was as normal, so he was not so nervous. "According to traditional Chinese medicine, your wife is suffering from uterine cold syndrome, and the chance of pregnancy is low. It will take a period of treatment to determine whether she is pregnant.

possible."

"You mean, she is most likely to be infertile?" Han Shaoting's eyes widened, unable to accept this fact. How could such a lively Song Lingzi be infertile?

"In medicine, there are also such examples." The doctor said tactfully, "Fortunately, your wife is young, and the chance of cure is much higher than that of older people."

Han Shaoting pondered for a while and then said slowly: "Can you give me a health report? I don't want to make her sad."

The doctor was a little surprised and asked: "Don't you want to cure your wife's disease?"

"Can you prescribe the medicine to me first, and I will mix it with vitamins and give it to her." Han Shaoting thought of a way that could not only treat Song Lingzi's illness, but also reduce her psychological burden.

The doctor rejected Han Shaoting's ridiculous proposal. "This method is not good. If your wife does not cooperate well with the treatment, her condition will worsen once she is unable to get pregnant. In fact, you should tell her about this so that she can be mentally prepared.

That’s fine.”

Han Shaoting was a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid this incident will hit her too hard and increase the burden on her heart."

"I understand what you mean, but I am a woman and I have a family. I understand a woman's mind. What she needs is not deception, but your unlimited tolerance." The doctor felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Han Shaoting felt so sorry for his wife.

Good impression. "If you cheat on her, she will be even more sad if she knows it. A woman will not think that a man is doing it for her own good just because of a man's white lie. Sometimes, a man's confession is the best way to treat a woman."

"I understand." Han Shaoting fully understood what the doctor meant. White lies may not bring good results. Instead of doing this, it is better for the two of us to face it together. "I will make it clear to her when I get home."

"It's good that you understand. What she needs most now is your consideration and understanding, tolerance and support." The doctor solemnly told Han Shaoting, "The most important thing between husband and wife is to support each other. Only such a relationship can last long."

Han Shaoting nodded, very grateful for the doctor's kindness. "Thank you for the reminder, I will try my best to do it."

Han Shaoting and the doctor began to discuss the condition and study treatment options. Time flew by and the topic came to an end. The doctor drew a cross under a date with a ballpoint pen and said softly: "This is the follow-up date. You bring your wife and we will further discuss it."

Observe and, by the way, tailor a treatment plan for you."

After walking out of the doctor's office, Han Shaoting did not go home, but turned directly to the dean's office. Not long after Han Shaoting entered, the director of gynecology also entered.

It was already noon when he came out of the dean's office. Han Shaoting thought of his wife at home and hurriedly drove home.

Song Lingzi stayed at home and started tidying up the room. At noon, she started cooking.

After eating a few mouthfuls of rice, Song Lingzi looked up at the clock on the wall. For the first time, she realized that time passed so slowly. Every second seemed to pass by the top of her heart.

Holding the pillow, Song Lingzi tried her best to focus on the TV show. However, after watching it for a long time, she didn't hear a word of the dialogue. When the sound of the key turning was heard at the door, Song Lingzi quickly rushed to the door.

Han Shaoting opened the door and saw a glimmer of hope in Song Lingzi's dark eyes. His heart ached, and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to speak.

"Shaoting, how are you?" Song Lingzi wanted to know the answer very urgently. Her bright black eyes were shining with scorching light, like the moon in the dark night, making people unable to look closely. "Did the doctor say there is nothing wrong with our body?

wrong?"

Han Shaoting originally wanted to bend down and take off his shoes, but when he heard these words, he froze and stood up straight. "Lingzi, some things have to take their own course. We can take it easy on the children's matters."

Hearing this, Song Lingzi's face instantly lost color and became dim, and her beautiful watery eyes also turned gray, without the flexibility and brightness of the past. "You mean, I can't get pregnant? Right?" Today,

She hid at home and was unwilling to go out with Han Shaoting because she was afraid of getting such bad news and losing her composure in front of others.

Han Shaoting saw Song Lingzi's changes and felt very upset. He grabbed Song Lingzi's shoulders with both hands and Han Shaoting said emotionally: "Don't worry, you still have me."

"Is there any hope of cure?" Song Lingzi asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Of course." Han Shaoting said very confidently: "No matter what happens, I will find a way to cure your body. What's more, uterine cold syndrome is really not a serious illness, and many girls have this disease."

Han Shaoting was full of confidence and seemed to have everything under his control.

On the other hand, Song Lingzi was not so optimistic and smiled bitterly in her heart. There were some things she wanted to say, but she could never find the opportunity or excuse. God allowed her to be reborn, which has changed the fate of many people. Is infertility caused by God?

Punishment. "Husband, what should I do if I can't get pregnant?"

Han Shaoting held up Song Lingzi's beautiful face and said with a smile: "Fool, medicine is so advanced now, we will always have a way to get a child."

"What can I do?" Song Lingzi was a little scared. What she feared most was that Han Shaoting would find another woman to replace her.

Han Shaoting remembered the doctor's words. "We can do in vitro fertilization. The doctor said that your pregnancy is healthy and will not affect the child's body. We can achieve pregnancy through modern medical methods."

Song Lingzi felt a little relieved after hearing this. "So, does my body allow me to get pregnant?"

"Don't think too much." Han Shaoting reminded Song Lingzi, "The doctor said that pregnant women are under great pressure, which will also affect pregnancy. From today on, don't think about anything, don't care about anything, and learn to forget unhappy things.

, think more about happy things.”

After listening to this, Song Lingzi said helplessly: "Others who don't want to get pregnant may get it in one go. Like me, if I want to get pregnant, I have to go through twists and turns. If I had known that I had this problem, I should have treated it earlier."

Hearing this, Han Shaoting seemed to realize that Song Lingzi was no longer thinking so seriously, so he joked: "How dare you say this? If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have wasted so many tadpoles on you."

Song Lingzi's pretty face sank: "What do you mean by this?"

"Isn't it just a joke, why should I be so serious?" Han Shaoting saw Song Lingzi's change of expression, his joking mood suddenly disappeared, and he said in a waning tone.

When Song Lingzi saw Han Shaoting like this, she smiled and said, "You are allowed to joke, but I am not allowed to joke?"

"Okay, you are getting more and more courageous." Han Shaoting picked up Song Lingzi and stood there spinning around.

Song Lingzi hugged Han Shaoting's neck and didn't dare to let go. "Hubby, no, I'm so scared..."

Han Shaoting also knew that Song Lingzi was afraid of fainting, so she turned around twice and then stopped. "How is it? Do you dare to pretend to be powerful in the future?"

Song Lingzi was dizzy, but refused to admit defeat. "Why don't you dare? I am a patient now, and you can't treat a patient..."

As she said that, Song Lingzi felt very uncomfortable and could only close her eyes and not look at the things around her.

When Han Shaoting saw Song Lingzi's pale face, he felt that he had gone too far, so he took a bottle of cooling oil and applied it on her temples.

Song Lingzi closed her eyes and rested for a while, then returned to normal, and began to ask Han Shaoting how to treat uterine cold syndrome.

Han Shaoting did not hide anything and repeated the doctor's words.

After Song Lingzi heard this, she knew what was going on and was no longer as uneasy as before. At this time, her stomach growled non-stop.

Han Shaoting thought she hadn't eaten yet, and her face turned dark instantly. "Your health is not good, why don't you eat on time?"

"I have eaten." Under Han Shaoting's aggressive gaze, Song Lingzi spoke softer and softer. "I just didn't eat much. It's normal to have something on my mind and a bad appetite."

Han Shaoting knew that Song Lingzi was under greater pressure than himself during this period, so he rubbed her smooth hair and said softly: "Would you like to travel to relax?

"Forget it." Song Lingzi remembered that winter was coming, so she had no interest in going out to play. "Since the doctor said that I can't catch the cold, what if I run out now and catch the cold?"

"You used to stay at home every day, and your health didn't get any better." Han Shaoting said angrily.

"This shows that you are not good enough to me." Song Lingzi tapped Han Shaoting's thick chest with a finger, "You have to be very good to me in the future, very good."

Han Shaoting wanted to roll his eyes. This woman was really pampering her more and more. "I'm not good enough to you? I'm your heater in winter and your mat in summer. Isn't this enough?"

Two red clouds flew up on Song Lingzi's face, and she said angrily: "Why are you thicker-skinned than the Great Wall?"

Han Shaoting laughed loudly and pinched Song Lingzi's cheek. "As long as it's thinner than you."

Song Lingzi didn't expect that Han Shaoting would amuse her like this, so she couldn't help but pick up the pillow and hit him twice. "If you keep talking nonsense, you won't be allowed to enter the bedroom tonight."

Seeing that she was getting angry, Han Shaoting said, "Watch TV and I'll cook for you."

"The rice is hot in the pot." Song Lingzi couldn't help but say, "Just heat it up."

Han Shaoting didn't answer, stepped into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Song Lingzi heard a splashing sound from the kitchen and was a little puzzled, so she walked from the living room to the kitchen. As soon as she entered the kitchen, Song Lingzi found Han Shaoting pouring ice cream and some cold drinks into the trash can. "Husband, no, I

Want some ice cream."

Han Shaoting turned around, glanced at Song Lingzi, and said indifferently: "Then do you want a child, or do you want your ice cream? Gong Han syndrome is not suitable for eating these cold things."

Song Lingzi's brows were furrowed, and there was a trace of struggle in her eyes. Finally, she compromised and said, "Okay, I'll just stop eating."

Seeing her sad look, Han Shaoting couldn't bear it. He hugged her and said, "Be good, after you give birth to the baby, I will buy you as much food as you want."

The unhappiness in her heart completely disappeared because of Han Shaoting's words. Song Lingzi smiled again: "If I become a fat woman, you can't dislike me."

"I also want to dislike you." Han Shaoting pretended to hesitate and said, "It's just the military. It's hard to get divorced."

"Jun. No matter how hard it is to divorce, as long as you have the intention, are you still afraid that you won't be able to divorce?" Song Lingzi looked at Han Shaoting sideways, not believing what Han Shaoting said at all.

Han Shaoting was angry and funny, "The biggest problem is, I divorced you, where can I find a gentle and beautiful woman like you?"

"It turns out that you have taken a fancy to me." Song Lingzi looked like she suddenly understood. "Then should I get rid of this bad habit?"

"Change?" Han Shaoting said with a trace of ridicule: "Can you really change? From what I see, you don't want to change at all."

Song Lingzi raised her eyebrows and whispered softly: "Anyway, this is who I am. If I change, I won't be Song Lingzi, I will be another person."

"So, what I like is you now." Han Shaoting took the opportunity to steal a kiss.

"Glib tongue!" Song Lingzi said angrily, turning her face and looking out the window.

Han Shaoting sat down, hugged her and said, "I only have a glib tongue for you."

The corners of Song Lingzi's mouth raised slightly, a slight smile flashed through her black eyes, and she couldn't help but think of a word: The years are quiet and good.
Chapter completed!