Jian Qing said disapprovingly, "What difference does it make if I tell you or not?
Do you want to keep a child outside?
I said your desire to live is strong enough.
If you two didn't buy a car full of condoms, how could you still be pregnant?"
Jing Mohao suddenly moved, turned around and punched Jian Qing on the shoulder.
Jian Qing took three steps back and covered her chest, "Damn, what did I say wrong?"
"If you know something and don't report it, you should be beaten."
Jing Mohao's tone was stiff and decisive.
"Hao, I'm doing this for your own good.
If I had told you earlier, if there was a shadow in your heart, you might not be able to lift it when you did it," Jian Qing advised kindly.
"Fuck, tell me again."
Jing Mohao raised his fist again.
"Okay, okay, stop talking.
Now I'm telling you, I won't hide anything from you anymore."
Jian Qing spread her hands to prove her innocence, and suddenly said, "No, there is one more thing.
I think you should have the right to know. ” "explain."
Jing Mohao had an ominous feeling in his heart, but it must be something important, and he had to listen to it regardless.
Jian Qing said after careful consideration, "Although the Luoxi abortion was a natural abortion and she couldn't feel anything, it did great harm to her body and she needs to recuperate.
No matter how well she recovers, she cannot withstand this kind of thing again.
So take it easy this month and don’t bother yourself too much.
I’ll find one for you if you really can’t hold it back.”
"Get out of here."
Jing Mohao's face turned dark as he stopped at the door, leaving Jian Qing with a lonely figure behind him, "I'll hide the fact about her miscarriage from her for the time being."
After saying that, he left Jian Qing and walked towards Luo Xi's ward.
Jian Qing stood there and shrugged.
He had not expected this situation, but seeing Jing Mohao's violent reaction, the news that toxins could not conceive was not enough to make him angry to such an extent.
It was obvious that he was not just playing around with Luo Xi.
Jing Mohao came to the door of the ward, his palm already on the doorknob, but he hesitated to open the door and go in.
What should he say when he goes in and sees her?
What reason would he use to hide it from her?
How could he let her rest for a month without knowing she had a miscarriage?
How could he make up the reason why he didn't touch her this month?
She had just lost her mother, she had just suffered such a huge shock, and now she had lost her child.
Although she definitely doesn't want this child, it is the flesh that fell from her body after all.
With her compassionate temperament, there is no guarantee that she will cry again.
Suddenly, the ward door was opened from the inside.
Luo Xi, who was wearing a hospital gown, was startled by the tall figure standing at the door, "Jing Mohao, what are you doing standing at the door?"
Jing Mohao was stunned for a moment, his eyes twitched, and then he pretended to be casual and said, "I'm looking for Jian Qing."
Luo Xi had no doubts and replied kindly, "Jian Qing is not inside.
You can go to his office to find him."
Jing Mohao stared at her pale, almost transparent face and felt a pain in his heart.
He picked up Luo Xi and walked into the ward and put her on the bed, "Why are you running around when you have nothing to do?"
"I want to ask the nurse what's wrong with me.
You're here just in time.
Tell me what's wrong with me."
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Luo Xi clung to him.
She didn't know why, after escaping from a desert island, she didn't reject his closeness.
On the contrary, I felt an inexplicable sense of stability in his arms.
I guess I was so frightened that I actually relied on the devil: