I was so dizzy that I was hit by the doctor's words that I asked incredible question: "Is she pregnant?"

"It's just one month, but fortunately I can't save it anymore. You should persuade the patients more. If you want to be more open-minded, you should also think more about the children in your stomach."

After the doctor left, Wu Yanan and I looked at each other, and we both saw incredible feelings in each other's eyes.

Song Meng lost too much blood and although she had been rescued, she was still in a coma.

Wu Yanan and I were worried that she would do stupid things when she woke up, so we kept guarding her.

We discussed who the child in Song Meng's belly was, but after thinking about it, we couldn't think of who else except Qin Yu.

As for the worst guess, we had a very tacit understanding and didn't say it out.

Time flies, and three hours soon pass, and Song Meng has no sign of waking up.

"Ruoyao, why don't you go to have dinner first? I'll stay here and I'll go there later." Wu Yanan suggested.

I agreed without thinking. I had nothing to eat from noon to now, and my stomach was already croaking hungry.

I stood up and was about to leave when I accidentally saw Song Meng's eyelashes moving.

I felt happy and shouted excitedly: "Xiao Meng."

Song Meng's eyes slowly opened, and her face became excited when she saw me.

"Sister Ruoyao, why are you here? Am I dead? Where is this?"

Song Meng's movements were too large, and even the drops of the bottle began to shake.

I hurriedly comforted her, "This is a hospital. You are not dead. Don't move around after the operation."

"Xiao Meng, it's so nice that you woke up. We're very worried about you." Wu Yanan said with a sob.

Song Meng looked at Wu Yanan, then looked at me, biting her lip and letting tears stay silently.

I wiped the tears from her face with a tissue and said softly: "It's okay."

After saying that, Song Meng's tears fell even more violently.
Chapter completed!