Chapter 1132 No One Will Help You

She threw everything she could at him, then curled up and cried her heart out.

Pei Ziheng went out at some point. After a while, a nurse came in to take her temperature and perform routine examinations. She raised her head and asked the nurse hoarsely: "Am I pregnant?"

The nurse was startled when she looked at her hazy tearful eyes. She calmed down before replying: "Yes, Miss Xia, you are already nine weeks pregnant. Stop crying. It's very harmful to your body."

She cried harder and couldn't control herself.

The nurse was at a loss and was hesitating how to comfort her, when she heard her ask again: "Can this child...can be aborted?"

kill? !

The nurse was taken aback. However, those who serve in this kind of VIP ward have seen all kinds of private affairs of wealthy families for a long time, and know that anything can happen. Xia Ling is so famous that people all over the world know that she is not married, and she doesn't even have a boyfriend. The origin of that child is a mystery, which is embarrassing.

She guessed in her heart, could the child belong to Pei Ziheng?

But Pei Ziheng just got engaged to Wang Jingwan, and then something happened to Wang Jingwan...

The nurse shuddered suddenly, not daring to think about it anymore. She answered carefully: "Technically speaking, abortation is not impossible. Miss Xia, you are already 9 weeks pregnant. I'm afraid the abortion will not be clean with medical abortion. It is best to perform uterine aspiration. However, uterine aspiration can only be done in If it is performed before 10 weeks, dilation and curettage or induction of labor will be necessary after that, which will cause more and more damage to the body. If you really decide to have an abortion, please think clearly as soon as possible."

Xia Ling wanted to say that she had thought it through clearly, but she couldn't speak as if her mouth was blocked by something. The palm of my hand was unconsciously placed on my lower abdomen. Although it was still flat and there seemed to be no movement at all, when I thought about giving birth to a little life, I felt warm and happy in my heart.

This is her child.

She had been looking forward to a child with Pei Ziheng for many years.

If it was placed two months ago, she must have been delighted by its arrival, but now everything has changed.

The nurse observed her words and said, "Think about it again." After finishing the routine examination, she left in a hurry, lest she would be involved in the troubles of rich people like them.

Xia Ling didn't think about eating or drinking, and couldn't sleep at night. When she woke up the next day, she went to the attending physician with a haggard look, and said, "Give me an abortion."

The attending doctor didn't dare to take it at all, and asked, "Have you discussed it with Mr. Pei?"

She was suddenly angry: "My own child, what are you talking about with him!"

The doctor in charge said hesitantly: "He, he is the father of the child after all..."

"Who told you that he is the father of the child?!" Xia Ling was so angry that her lungs were about to burst. "Have you ever seen a father who wants his child to be an illegitimate child? He doesn't deserve it!"

She scolded her so harshly that the attending doctor didn't dare to answer the call, and he didn't dare to make her angry. If the fetal gas caused trouble, all the medical staff here would have to walk around without food. The two were in a stalemate, when suddenly, the attending doctor saw her behind and called out as if he had received amnesty: "Mr. Pei."

Xia Ling also turned her head and saw Pei Ziheng standing behind her at some point, wearing a tight-fitting dark gray suit. Under the dim light of the long corridor, his face was shrouded in shadow, half-conscious.

Pei Ziheng said to the attending physician in a low voice, "This is none of your business."

The attending doctor secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurried away.

Pei Ziheng looked down at Xia Ling: "I said before, no one will perform surgery for you."

She glared at him at first, and then gradually turned to pleading: "Let me abort him, or let's get married. The doctor said that the child is already 9 weeks old, and it will become increasingly difficult to abort him in the future."

While she is still young, while she is still determined to be ruthless, it would be great if she could end it sooner.

But he was indifferent.

Looking at that expressionless face, Xia Ling's heart became colder and colder, like falling into an ice cave.

After a few days in the hospital, Pei Ziheng took her home.

Xia Ling wanted to abort the child, refused to eat properly, and spent all day practicing difficult dances in the gym, beating her stomach with her hands... However, she didn't know whether it was because she was too healthy or the child was too healthy. Tenacity, after several days of unremitting tossing, the child still did not fall.

Pei Ziheng took her to the hospital for a review. The doctor smiled and said, "Congratulations to both of you. The fetus is very healthy. This is probably related to the mother's body maintaining sufficient exercise, and the blood supply and nutrition are sufficient."

Xia Ling was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

Pei Ziheng held her hand firmly and asked, "Can you tell the sex of the fetus?"

The doctor looked at the image carefully and said apologetically: "It's blocked, so I can't see it now. When it grows a little bigger and has the strength to move, you'll be able to see it in four or five months."

There was a hint of disappointment in Pei Ziheng's eyes.

Xia Ling sneered unconsciously: "Are you concerned about the gender of the child?"

Pei Ziheng lowered his head, stroked her fingertips lightly, and said, "My son and daughter are all well."

But she heard people say that many men like boys, what if she gives birth to a daughter and is rejected by him? Suddenly he laughed self-deprecatingly, he didn't want to stay anyway, so what's the difference between men and women?

He seemed to read her mind and said, "If it's a little princess, it must be as beautiful as you."

The tone is full of tenderness.

She was in a daze and whispered: "I hope she is not too beautiful." So what if she is beautiful? If she had been as ugly as others, she would not have been noticed by him at a glance when she was in the orphanage, and she would have had so many twists and turns later on. Beauties are short-lived and beauty is fleeting, so it is better to be ordinary.

Pei Ziheng remained silent, hugged her gently, and walked out.

This is a good sign. Xiao Ling has already begun to wonder what her daughter will look like in the future. It seems that she may not be so determined to have an abortion. As long as he treats her well and pays close attention to her, there will always be a way to coax her to give birth to the child. By then, it will be done, and she will only be firmly tied to him for the rest of her life.

Xia Ling didn't have such complicated thoughts and returned home with him in silence.

It's late winter, and the roses in the yard have long since withered, leaving only the ivy swaying quietly in the thin mist. When Zhou Ma saw them coming back, she hurried up to help her, and said with a smile: "I have stewed hoof soup, sir, please feed the lady some, people with double body should make up for it."

Xia Ling knew long ago that her protest was futile, so she didn't refuse. She took a few sips and pushed away the dishes in the name of morning sickness. Pei Ziheng looked at her with a frown: "If you eat so little, there is no way to continue like this."

"I'm in a bad mood," she said.

Pei Ziheng asked, "How can I make you feel better?"

She sneered: "You know."

He didn't get angry, he just said calmly: "You also know that is impossible."