Chapter 2283
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"Doctor Ji."
A smile hung on Chu Qingwan's face, and even her ears were flushed.
Shen Siyin watched in a daze. It seemed that many years ago, when she looked at Xiao Zong Han, she also often revealed this expression.
Miss Chu should like this Doctor Ji, right?
Shen Siyin looked at Doctor Ji. His figure was tall and straight, and his appearance was dignified. When she looked at him, he also coincidentally extended his hand: "Hello, I'm Ji Mo."
It was inevitable that people who returned from studying abroad would carry some Western habits.
Shen Siyin was happy for Chu Qingwan. This kind of person was indeed worthy of entrusting her life to.
Her thoughts were in a mess. On the other side, Chu Qingwan had already told Ji Mo of Shen Siyin's plans. After Ji Mo heard this, his expression became somewhat serious. He turned to look at Shen Siyin: "Have you really thought it through?
If you insist on keeping the child, the chances of the child surviving are not high, and your life will definitely not be spared. If you abort the child now, you still have a sliver of a chance to live. "
"En. What are the chances of the child surviving?" Shen Siyin's expression was earnest.
"Almost zero."
Zero?
Shen Siyin's face rapidly paled. The air seemed to freeze, and no one spoke. After a long time, she finally took a deep breath. When she raised her eyes to look at Ji Mo again, her eyes were filled with determination: "Thank you for your trouble."
Ji Mo's expression was complicated.
This woman was willing to give up hope for a chance of survival that was almost zero. Should he call her foolish, or great?
His lips moved, but in the end, he still swallowed his words of persuasion.
"Okay, then I'll prescribe some medicine. Take it with you and take it on time. If there are any problems, you must contact me. "
"Okay, many thanks."
After returning from the hospital, Shen Siyin carefully hid the medicine Ji Mo had prescribed for her.
She looked at her belly, which could still be considered flat, and a trace of a smile appeared on her lips.
Since that day, in a place that Xiao Zong Han couldn't see, Shen Siyin and Chu Qingwan's relationship became closer and closer.
Sometimes, Chu Qingwan would take her to the hospital for checkups. Other times, they would also eat together.
Shen Siyin had a stomach problem and couldn't touch spicy or stimulating things. Chu Qingwan actually personally cooked some porridge for her, striving to ensure that the child in her belly would have enough nutrition.
"Today's yam porridge. It's still hot, eat it later.
Chu Qingwan placed the porridge in front of Shen Siyin. She was wearing an apron, and with her charming face, she looked out of place.
Shen Siyin only wanted to cry.
This was the first time in her life that she had been treated so carefully by someone else. This was the first time she had felt such warmth.
She was at a loss and didn't know what she could do to repay him.
Chu Qingwan took off her apron. "It's about time. Drink it quickly. I can't let my son starve. "
"You …" Shen Siyin was shocked. "You want to adopt him?"
"You're unwilling?" Chu Qingwan raised her eyebrows. "Or do you think my status isn't high enough?"
"Of course not," Shen Siyin said subconsciously. "But you're an unmarried woman. How can you take care of a child? You'll attract a lot of criticism."
"Pfft, I'm a woman. I don't attract much criticism." Chu Qingwan flipped her hair nonchalantly. "They're just jealous of my beauty."
"Oh." Shen Siyin held back her laughter and nodded. After taking two mouthfuls of porridge, she suddenly looked up. "How do you know it's a son? What if it's a daughter?"
"It's all the same." Chu Qingwan sat opposite her and stared straight at her.
Shen Siyin felt uncomfortable under her stare. She looked at her clothes and wiped the corner of her mouth. "What's wrong?"
"It's okay. You eat."
"Okay." Shen Siyin drank the porridge. Suddenly, the spoon in her hand moved, and a soft poached egg floated up from below. Her heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Chu Qingwan.
"Happy birthday." Chu Qingwan smiled. She raised her hand under the table, and a small cake appeared in front of her. "I made this myself. I asked Ji Mo. He said you can eat it."
Shen Siyin's hand, which was holding the spoon, trembled slightly. Her nose felt sour. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should cry or laugh.
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