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Chapter 902 If it wasn't for the stable electrocardiogram, he doubted whether she was dead! (10)

The secretary said it again, and his words were particularly clear: "Zhan Xicheng and Xiao Sewei divorced. Zhan Xicheng admitted that the two divorced half a year ago."

Yue Ximu raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his mouth slightly.

This is becoming more and more interesting!

Yue Ximu stretched out his hand, and the secretary immediately handed the phone on both hands.

Yue Ximu looked through the news and there was a war of verbal war on Weibo, and the entire Weibo system collapsed many times.

Zhan Xicheng unilaterally announced his divorce, but Xiao Sewei refused to react.

This incident was so interesting that he responded.

Returning the phone to the secretary, Yue Ximu gently pushed open the door, and the doctor was changing the medicine for Ning Yan.

Seeing him come in, he bowed his head respectfully.

"Mr. Yue!"

"Continue to check her." Yue Ximu said in a deep voice, sitting next to the chair, with his legs naturally overlapping, and his black eyes staring at the woman on the bed without any reaction.

For a second he was a little suspicious. Maybe Zhan Xicheng really loved her, otherwise how could the market turn upside down after she disappeared?

But if you love her, why can you let her bear so much? You won’t give her a title.

Since Zhan Xicheng had long divorced Xiao Sewei, Ning Yan did not exist as a mistress.

She lay here, fearing death and knowing nothing.

"How is it?" Yue Ximu stood up, walked to the bed, and looked down at Ning Yan's face.

There is no reaction, no perception, this is what it looks like since I came back.

If the electrocardiogram was not stable, he would have doubted whether she was dead!

The doctor withdrew his hand and shook his head helplessly at Yue Ximu.

"She is very weak, I don't know how long she can last!" The doctor spoke respectfully.

On the one hand, she has no intention of survival.

No matter how he made noise in her ears, she didn't respond.

As a doctor, you are not afraid of encountering terrible diseases, but you are afraid of encountering patients who do not want to survive.

It is said that we fight against death and fight against illness.

But seeing how she was like this, she was eager to take her away quickly.

Yue Ximu frowned, raised his hand to approach the tip of her nose, and felt her breath spraying on his hands, very weak.

"Mr. Yue, there is one more thing."

The doctor spoke quietly.

"explain!"

The doctor paused before slowly speaking: "This lady seems to be pregnant!"

Yue Ximu raised his head suddenly, feeling a little unbelievable.

"What?"

Yue Xi looked at the doctor and his eyes quickly returned to Ning Yan's stomach.

She is pregnant...

There was such a serious car accident, but the child did not fall?

Are the children from Zhan Xicheng?

Yue Ximu couldn't react a little!

"What do you want to say?" Yue Ximu stared at Ning Yan, his mind was very messy, and he asked in a low voice.

"I saw that Miss Ning had obvious scratches on both hands. When I had a car accident, Miss Ning probably subconsciously protected her stomach."

"There are serious wounds on the head, so the head should be touched first, which reduces the impact on the stomach, so the child does not shed."

"However, because the child is only about a month old, the fetal aura still moves. In addition, the patient's physical condition is not good, so I can't guarantee whether the child can be saved."

The adults are still half dead here, and there is another child coming out!

Yue Ximu's eyes sank and said in a low voice: "Tell me, what should I do?"

"If you want to save adults, you need to take medicine, which will definitely affect the child at that time. So I suggest..." The doctor subconsciously glanced at Yue Ximu and spoke carefully: "Abort the child!"
Chapter completed!
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