"How long can I last?"
Jing Mohao didn't raise his eyes, he just asked in a low voice.
Jian Qing was silent for a moment, and then said, "I can only say that it will be faster than I expected.
I can't say the specific time.
"I know."
Jing Mohao stood up and said, "Where's Luo Xi?"
"It should be outside the door.
She didn't follow me when I came in.
You two had a fight."
Jing Mohao brushed his side and walked out, leaving behind a sentence, "We don't have time to quarrel."
Jian Qing scratched his head silently.
This is true.
It is not worthwhile at all to spend so much time arguing.
Jing Mohao strode out of the private room and saw the huddled figure squatting by the wall.
He looked stunned, walked over quickly, and held the woman on the ground in his arms.
Luo Xi hooked him and looked at him, "Are you feeling better?"
The man took her straight downstairs, put her in the car, kissed her gently on the lips, and whispered, "Luoxi, I'm sorry."
Luo Xi was slightly stunned.
This was the first time she heard the words "I'm sorry" from this man since she met him.
But why did he say sorry?
He has obviously endured so much pain.
If he wants to say sorry, he should say it to him himself.
Why should he say sorry?
Before Luo Xi could ask, the man had already closed the door for him, walked around the front of the car, and entered the cab.
Like the sorry sentence I heard just now, it was just Luo Xi's illusion.
She didn't worry about it, just regarded it as her fantasy.
Because she knew that even if she held on to him, Jing Mohao wouldn't say anything given his personality.
The two of them walked all the way back to Jingrui Haoting, and Jian Qing followed closely behind.
"Jian Qing, why are you here?"
Luo Xi asked.
Jian Qing glanced at Jing Mohao and said, "Why, just for him."
Jing Mohao glanced at him and snorted, "Go back to your hospital."
Jian Qing was not annoyed, but sat down on the sofa, "Farewell, I'd better stay here, so that Luo Xi and I can feel more at ease."
Luo Xi also understood the purpose of following him at this moment.
Probably Jing Mohao's situation is not optimistic.
Everything is moving in an irreversible direction, making it impossible for people to even think about a moment of peace.
My heart ached slightly, but I still pretended to agree and nodded towards Jing Mohao.
"What Jian Qing said makes sense, you should just listen to us."
"Oh" Jing Mohao raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hands to hold the woman under his armpits, "Luoxi, when did you ride on my head?"
"It's not me, it's your son."
Luo Xi pointed to his belly very seriously.
It seems to be saying, if you don't obey, come and beat your son.
The man stared at her belly, "You can't even do that, let alone this brat."
"Hey, hey, hey," Jian Qing heard that something was wrong and quickly interrupted, "You two already know that you are pregnant with a boy.
Who told you?"
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Even before he, a great expert, opened his mouth, they had already started discussing sons and sons.
Who gave them the confidence?
"Can you tell now?"
Luo Xi was obviously curious, "Jian Qing, please help me take a look.
Jing Mohao said she is a daughter, but I think she must be a son."
Jian Qing immediately felt as if he had swallowed an egg raw, "You are only four months old, how can you see it?
And even if you are six months old, you still have to go to the hospital for an ultrasound to see it
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