Chapter 123 Breaking Her Heart

"It's hard to say," the doctor flipped through the medical records. "Your uterus has been violently impacted, and the chances of infertility are high. But it doesn't mean you can't get pregnant, it's just that the chances are lower."

"And..." Speaking of this, the doctor's words became extremely serious, "Miss Xia, I don't want to hide from you, this child may be the only child in your life, so you have to think carefully."

Xia Ruoxin just nodded numbly, then slowly stood up, keeping her right hand carefully on her lower abdomen,

Is this the miracle God gave her, the compensation for her? In her most desperate days, she gave her such an important baby, a child belonging to her, a relative, and the only relative.

But, is it really the right time for this child to come?

She lowered her head and looked at her extremely flat belly. Her poor child was destined to be loved only by her alone.

However, she will take good care of this child, the only child in her life, and will not let others hurt him or bully him.

After she left, the doctor put down the case in his hand and sighed slightly, she is really a stubborn woman.

In the Chu family's villa, Xiaohong put away a ball of paper. She didn't know what it was, so she put it away together and put it aside. She had already forgotten about it when she was doing other things. .

The door was pushed open, and Xiaohong saw Xia Ruoxin, Madam, before she finished speaking, she saw Xia Ruoxin's hand wrapped in plaster.

"Ma'am, what's wrong with your hand? Why is there a plaster cast?" She quickly dropped the things in her hand and ran over with big strides.

Xia Ruo smiled uncomfortably, "It's okay, Xiaohong, I just fell," she put her eyes aside, and smiled sadly across. And her hand was always on her lower abdomen, stroking and tapping.

Baby, don't worry, mother will take good care of herself, and you.

The corners of her lips finally had a subtle happiness, which was given by this unborn child.

She doesn't care who his father is or what her father has done, she just knows that this is her child, her little angel.

"Ma'am, the doctor didn't wrap the wrong hand, did he?" Xiaohong bit her finger strangely, and asked incomprehensibly, her left hand was obviously injured, but why did she want to look at her right hand? Is it the pain in your left hand?

Xia Ruoxin opened the door of the room, and the floor there had been cleaned by Xiaohong very cleanly, there was nothing left, not even a piece of paper.

She closed the door, leaned her body against the door, and looked at the room where she had lived for several months. It seemed that years had passed, and it seemed that only a few days had passed.

She walked to the bed, sat down, and lifted her hand wrapped in plaster. It is really worthwhile to exchange a hand for a baby. If she didn't have this hand, she might not know until now that she has For the child's matter, he will only be ignored even more, and he may be lost.

He has always cared about his own sadness, but he didn't know that he might have unknowingly hurt the treasure that God gave her with great difficulty.

Lying down carefully, she covered herself with the quilt, pulling the quilt with only one hand, and her left hand was constantly hurting, but she could bear it.

Heaven and hell are really just a thin line. He gave him hell, but her child gave her heaven.