The joy on Erbao's face subsided and he became at a loss. He slowly walked back to Yu Wenhao, pulled Yu Wenhao's lapel, raised his little face, and said very guiltily: "Dad, I'm sorry!"
Yu Wenhao wanted to raise his head, but Yuan Qingling kept his head down. There was a pool of blood on the ground, and two drops fell on Erbao's hand.
He rubbed Erbao's head and said, "It's okay, silly son. Isn't it just a little nosebleed?"
Cola asked in confusion: "Dad, why don't you hide away?"
"..." Yu Wenhao never thought that they could catch the ball and kick it back immediately?
"Fortunately, I had to use my strength, otherwise my father's head would have been smashed open." Qixi said fearfully.
Yu Wenhao laughed twice and waved his hands, "No, no!"
He has been underestimated by his son in recent years.
He asked Yuan Qingling to accompany Erbao here while he went in to clean up. Yuan Qingling said that he would accompany him, but he firmly disagreed and stomped back to the house.
But from a distance, I could still hear him sucking in the cold air and screaming in pain.
"Mom, don't worry, dad can't protect you, but we can." Qixi took Yuan Qingling's hand and comforted her.
Yuan Qingling nodded and pulled them in front of him, "Of course, you have protected mom several times, and mom believes in you."
Qixi stretched out her hand, rubbed her temples, and said, "Mom, don't be afraid."
"Mom is not afraid. Why do you think she is? What are you afraid of?" Yuan Qingling said in astonishment.
Qixi smiled at her, her eyes as dark and clear as dragon eyes flashed suddenly, and her brain suddenly hurt, as if she had been hit by electricity. The pain disappeared in an instant, but her fingertips felt numb, as if she had been really hurt.
Click.
"What's going on? What did you do?" Yuan Qing hurriedly pulled Qixi's hand away and looked at his thin white fingers.
"Help mom!" Keke and Qixi both reached out to hug her. Erbao had never been so clingy before. Yuan Qingling was very surprised, but it was rare for her son to be clingy to her, so she didn't think much about it and stretched out her arms to hug them.
After letting them go for a moment, they asked: "Were you helping mom just now? What were you helping mom for?"
"Help mom stay here." A smile appeared on Qixi's clean little face, "This way mom can give birth to my sister smoothly."
Yuan Qingling's heart skipped a few beats and she looked at the two of them, "What do you see? Do you know that mom is pregnant with your sister?"
"I know." The two said in unison.
Yuan Qingling opened her mouth wide, "Huh?"
What Fang Wu said came to mind again, and Yuan Qingling felt a little confused. The firmness when she spoke to Fang Wu now turned into confusion. When she was pregnant with her second child, she fainted.
Now that she is pregnant with the third child, what kind of crisis will arise? Fang Wu failed to inject drugs into her when she first gave birth to the second child. Now that the research has been stopped, it is impossible to rely on drugs to extend her life. But there was a second child at that time, and what about now?
?Does she still have to rely on the Three Treasures to save her life? No, she doesn’t want to do this anymore.