When Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan arrived at the sanatorium, Liu Mengyun was still asleep under the strong medicinal power of stability and had no intention of waking up.

Song Zhiyuan asked the doctor how long it would take for her mother to wake up.

"In order to calm your mother down after waking up, the dosage of medicine is relatively large this time. It is expected that your mother will wake up tomorrow."

The doctor replied respectfully, and said, "Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, don't worry, Ms. Liu is in a drowsy state. I will provide her with simple psychological hypnosis counseling so that she will not have such a strong memory of what happened this morning."

Song Zhiyuan nodded and thanked the doctor.

Since Liu Mengyun couldn't wake up today, it would be meaningless for Song Zhiyuan to stay in the hospital.

"Wife, let's go back first and see my mother tomorrow morning, how about it?" Zhou Qichuan asked with his arms around.

Song Zhiyuan's face was very bad, a little pale, and Zhou Qichuan was very worried.

Song Zhiyuan looked at her mother who was sleeping in the hospital bed, looked at Zhou Qichuan again, pondered for a moment, and agreed.

After half a day of back and forth, her emotions fluctuated strongly. Although she did not show it on her face or say nothing about it, she felt a little discomfort in her lower abdomen.qo

She doesn't want something wrong with her child.

The two left the sanatorium and went straight back to Xiangmi Mansion.

In the mansion, the doctor was already waiting for them.

The doctor was called by Song Zhiyuan.

When he came out of the Zhou family, Zhou Qichuan hugged Song Zhiyuan and left. At that time, Song Zhiyuan was silent in Su Mujun's words. He didn't react at all. He remembered afterwards that Zhou Qichuan's injuries had not healed yet. Will he pull the wound on his body if he hugged her?

So, the doctor first examined Zhou Qichuan and confirmed that he had nothing to do, and then looked at Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan's face was not very good, probably because she had fetal aura. The doctor suggested to find a Chinese medicine doctor to take Song Zhiyuan's pulse and prescribe some Chinese medicine to condition it.

Zhou Qichuan kept working hard, and asked someone to find a well-known old Chinese doctor to see Song Zhiyuan.

It was indeed because of fetal aura. The old Chinese doctor prescribed a medicine for fertilization for Song Zhiyuan, and suggested that she would be better able to rest in bed and take good care of the fetus in the next few days.

After struggling for more than a day, Song Zhiyuan was very tired. She leaned against the head of the bed. As soon as the doctor left, she fell asleep unconsciously.

Zhou Qichuan went downstairs to instruct the servants to decoct medicine, and brought it up again. When he entered the room, he saw Song Zhiyuan sleeping with a flat tablet tilted in his hand. He couldn't help feeling distressed.

He put down his things and carefully picked up Song Zhiyuan, let her lie on the bed, then took off his shoes, lie down gently beside her, and then hugged the person in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

After hugging the person, Zhou Qichuan also fell asleep.

When the two woke up, it was completely dark.

When Song Zhiyuan got out of bed, Zhou Qichuan wanted to hug her, saying that she was following the doctor's advice and she could not let her move.

Song Zhiyuan rarely showed her first smile today, and said with a look on him, "Then why don't you follow the doctor's advice? Rest well and don't move around."

Zhou Qichuan lowered his head and kissed her, "Even if I am really disabled one day, it is absolutely no problem to hold my wife."

"Bah!" Song Zhiyuan angrily angrily, grabbed his hand again, begging almost spoiledly, "Zhou Qichuan, can you recover quickly? Baby and I can't live without you, and I don't want you to have anything to do."

Zhou Qichuan looked at her and his heart suddenly felt soft and warm.

In this life, what else can he expect from Song Zhiyuan?

"Okay." He went to kiss Song Zhiyuan, nodded and agreed in a deep manner, "I will definitely recover soon. Even if my wife becomes a 200-pound fat man when she is pregnant, I will pick her up easily.

"Zhou Qichuan, who do you think becomes a fat man with a 200 kilogram?" Song Zhiyuan immediately collapsed and questioned.

Zhou Qichuan smiled and went to peck at the tip of her nose, "Don't worry, let alone the 200-pound fat man, even if he is fatter, I won't dislike you at all."

Song Zhiyuan angrily smiled at him, "Okay, then I have to test your sincerity and physical strength. If you dare to dislike me, you will be finished."

Zhou Qichuan, "…"

After a flirting, the two of them were in a much better mood. When they washed up and went downstairs for dinner, Song Zhiyuan had a good appetite. She ate a lot of dishes and a whole bowl of rice, and drank two bowls of soup.

After dinner, the two were about to go upstairs when Uncle Zhang came to report that Xu Changming and his wife were here.

Zhou Qichuan didn't want to see him, so he asked Uncle Zhang to send the person away. Uncle Zhang went there and then came back to tell Zhou Qichuan and Song Zhiyuan, "Second Master, Madam, Chairman Xu said, "You have mentioned before, both of them agreed, just ask you to let Xu Nianhe return to China." Uncle Zhang reported again.

"How is Xu Nianhe doing abroad now?" Song Zhiyuan asked Zhou Qichuan.

Zhou Qichuan smiled, "Of course, I live in the eighteen levels of hell every moment, and life is worse than death."

When Song Zhiyuan heard this, her eyebrows moved slightly and sighed softly.

"Let me come in." Zhou Qichuan ordered.

Uncle Zhang nodded and went to ask for someone.
Chapter completed!