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Chapter Three Hundred and Fiftieth Later

Someone must accompany her 24 hours a day, three professional nurses and three doctors working three shifts at home, because if Zuo Chan is autistic and depressed to the extent she is now, the possibility of suicide is too great, Shaohua

I couldn't bear the pain of losing her, so I could only be more careful.

Hearing these words in Wen Yanchu's ears, she felt so stinging and painful. That was her best friend. It was just about the current situation of her best friend, but she had to know it from other people. This feeling was really nothing at all.

not good.

Wen Yan felt a little short of breath for a moment.

In fact, Cheng Ke also knew these parts, but he didn't tell her at first because he didn't want her to know these more cruel parts.

Wen Yanchu frowned tightly, "I should go see her..."

After she murmured this sentence and said nothing, Lu Man turned to her and asked, "Is she your friend? Then you really should go see her."

Wen Yanchu didn't speak anymore. He couldn't help but think of Zuo Chan's face. Her face seemed to have become distressingly haggard in just a few years. How could there be any shadow of the past? That kind of confidence and publicity.

She feels that there is nothing in this world that she cannot do.

Wen Yanchu even felt that... Zuo Chan had disappeared. She had ceased to exist. With the death of her daughter Qianqian, her soul also went with her, leaving only an empty body there.

Shaohua tried so hard to keep her body and life.

After sending Lu Man and Yi Tairan to the hotel, Wen Yanchu was a little absent-minded along the way after hearing Yi Tairan's words, always thinking about Zuo Chan. After sending the two of them to the hotel, Cheng Ke and Wen Yanchu

We went home together. Her small house didn't have much square footage, but it was still very comfortable and spacious.

Wen Yanchu remained silent all the way. After returning home, she walked in from the door in a daze, forgetting to change her shoes, but Cheng Ke grabbed her.

After holding her back, he said, "Wait a minute."

"What...what's wrong?" After Wen Yanchu asked this question, she saw the man squatting down in front of her, reaching out and gently taking off her shoes, and took her slippers and put them on.

"I even forgot to change my shoes. What are you thinking so distracted?"

Cheng Ke asked, and he had already put on his shoes, helped her carry her bag, and walked into the house.

Wen Yanchu shook his head, "No, I'm just... a little worried about Zuo Chan. I didn't even dare to take the initiative to see her. After I returned home, I met you, Manman and Jiayang. I originally thought

These are things I never dared to think about, but after I met Xiaochan in the children's clothing store in the mall and saw her appearance, I didn't even dare to take the initiative to see her again."

After saying this, Wen Yanchu lowered his head and stopped talking, his eyes full of apology.

Cheng Ke sighed softly, pulled her in, pressed her down and asked her to sit down on the sofa. He didn't sit down, but squatted in front of Wen Yanchu. His height was exactly the same as hers when he squatted down like this.

Eye level.

"When I go back this time, let's go see her. Take Chengcheng with you. Maybe there will be a child, which can make her feel a little better." Cheng Ke suggested this, hoping to make her feel better.

.

Wen Yanchu nodded, "Okay, after returning this time, Chengcheng has adapted a little and his condition is stable, so I will take him to see Xiaochan."

After saying this, Wen Yanchu gently put his hand on his shoulder, with undisguised self-blame in his tone, "Xiaochan is my best friend, you know. When she was most sad,

I was not by her side, and I am really sorry for her. This is really... a very shameful thing."

After hearing this, Cheng Ke was silent for a long time. He just reached out and gently covered her hand on his shoulder. He paused for a while and then said, "You don't need to emphasize your self-blame and sadness to me, because...

I wasn't by your side when you were most sad, so I know how much you blame yourself."

Wen Yanchu was stunned for a moment, said nothing, and looked at him quietly.

Cheng Ke didn't say anything, and the light wasn't particularly bright, so Wen Yanchu could only feel that his eyes were shrouded in shadow. When he looked up, he could only see his silhouette in the backlight, and then his face had already leaned down.

His lips gently covered Wen Yanchu's lips. His slightly cool lips still had the taste of the red wine he drank before, which was slightly fragrant and intoxicating.

Wen Yanchu didn't say anything, and then he slowly responded to his kiss and gently wrapped his arms around his neck.

Cheng Ke had already reached out to hug her, lifted her up from the sofa, walked upstairs and entered the bedroom.

What happened next is naturally self-evident.

Cheng Ke had always been a little nervous, fearing that she would be unwell. Originally, if he had experienced this kind of thing once, he would have some experience, but no, he missed it when she was pregnant with Chengcheng.

So now I have become a little nervous, and I have been suppressing my desire to endure more reckless actions, but I have finally integrated them into one.

Afterwards, Cheng Ke lay on the bed, with a graceful back and fair skin, while Wen Yanchu lay on his back, gently touching the scar on his back with his fingers.

Only at such a close distance could we clearly see how ferocious it was, and imagine how tragic it must have been. It must have been very painful. This wound was as long as three of her caesarean section wounds.

After the stitches healed, it was still so long and ferocious, like a centipede entangled on the back.

Wen Yanchu didn't say anything, he just touched it lightly with his fingers, which made Cheng Ke feel a little itchy. He moved his body slightly, then turned over and let her lie in his arms.

Her voice was hoarse with emotion, and she said lowly and lazily, "Don't make trouble. Go to sleep."

But Wen Yanchu didn't say anything, just put his arms around him, and then said softly, "Cheng Ke, after I gave birth to Chengcheng, Miller told me that I gave birth to Chengcheng by caesarean section. If I have another child in the future,

You can only have a caesarean section, otherwise if you give birth naturally, the pressure of uterine contractions will cause the risk of uterine rupture."

"I know." Cheng Ke responded softly. He already knew this.

Wen Yanchu took a deep breath, as if thinking about how to continue. After a long pause, she said, "And in order to obtain cord blood in time, caesarean section is also the best choice. Cheng Ke, I

My physical condition is not good, and I may suffer from severe bleeding. Last time, I survived only in a very dangerous situation, so this time, I may...not be able to survive."

Cheng Ke frowned and held her arm with some strength. Just as he was about to speak, Wen Yanchu continued, "So, Cheng Ke, if I die... you have to take good care of Chengcheng and our other wife."

A child, take good care of them. You can find a new mother for them, as long as she treats them well..."
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