Just as the two were about to go inside, a middle-aged woman came out of nowhere, and she couldn't help but look at the two of them. Qin Xin is full of interest, she has never seen the photo, she has always wanted to know what her future fate will be, look, look!

Tie Ming pulled her by the hand, did not let her tell her fortune, took out a piece of money from her bag, handed it to the woman, refused with a smile and said:

"We don't need fortune telling, thank you for your blessings."

As soon as the woman saw the money, she forgot about the customer, and the gesture of taking the money was as dexterous and cunning as that of a cat. Tie Ming didn't even look at her, and hurriedly went up the stairs with Qin Xin. The woman turned her back and went to lobby for other prey.

"Why don't you let me tell my fortune!"

Qin Xin shook off Tie Ming and pouted unhappily, since he had this boyfriend, his movements have been restricted everywhere, this can't work, that can't be, it's annoying. Tie Ming didn't explain much, and Zhengse said:

"You can't count your fate, the more you calculate, the thinner it gets, don't casually disclose your information to strangers, you know?"

"I don't know, you're a stranger too."

Tie Ming restricts his actions, and he wants to choke him in his heart, and he can't lose to him in words.

"You little girl!"

Tie Ming scolded and scolded, and he couldn't do anything to Qin Xin, poor himself, he had to endure Qin Xin's little temper from time to time, Da Lin spoiled her, what else could he do?

Qin Xin walked ahead, and Tie Ming hurriedly followed.

The two entered the church, only to see that it was extremely empty, the emptiness here is the emptiness of the space, the high hall and the thin and long pillars in front of it, so that the whole space is stretched and raised a lot in the line of sight, where you can empty your mood and let God's love flow slowly into your heart.

"Let's go."

Tie Ming pulled Qin Xin all the way down to the front seat and sat down, praying with the believers, watching the priest on the stage lead the choir boys singing hymns in unison. Each person holds a small white candle in his hand, and the flame that burns quietly seems to be the eyes of God, quietly watching the people in the church.

The two also lowered their heads and prayed silently, repenting of their past and trying to reconcile with themselves. It seemed that half a century had passed, and the prayer was over, and everyone put down their hands with a look of relief.

When I left the church and walked in the alley outside, the surroundings seemed to be quiet. Around the corner, a lush sycamore tree is burning with the afterglow of the setting sun, and in the autumn wind, the mother-in-law is swaying like a fashionable girl with dyed blonde hair.

"What a beautiful sycamore."

Qin Xin couldn't help but admire, and his eyes were full of golden leaves of sycamores.

"Poetic."

Tie Ming followed Ying Hedao, this sycamore beauty is silent, but it is so dazzling.

A gust of autumn wind blew, only to hear a "bang" in the sky, large sycamore leaves fell one after another, and the end of the life collective was so magnificent.

Seeing this situation, Tie Ming's heart was sad. Qin Xin took two steps closer, intoxicated by the magnificence of the falling sycamore leaves, and muttered to himself:

"If a person's life can be like a sycamore, splashing and sprinkling, and walking frankly at the last moment, it is a kind of beauty."

"What about the end of life, we are all still young."

Tie Ming grabbed Qin Xin's shoulder, he didn't understand where this little girl had so much sadness in her head, this was not like her usual at all, he would rather Qin Xin be naughty and rude all the time, rather than learn from the poet's sadness and sadness, one will die and one will live.

Both of them have a deep sadness in their hearts, but they are difficult to elaborate.

A nun hurried by, holding a baby in her arms.

The little baby is quietly like an angel, not crying or making a fuss, with its eyes closed, as if dreaming. Both of them were attracted to the baby, this child is different from what they saw in the company today, and they really want people to pinch its little face.

People are like this, they feel bored after living in the world for a long time, and they start to find their own troubles when they are full of food and drink every day, and the source of this trouble is to create a person to come, work hard for it, save money for it, work hard for it day and night, and enjoy it.

A child is the continuation of the life of a couple and the inheritance of a family. God knows that no matter how much people love each other, there will be a day when they get tired of each other, so he gives each pair of lovers a crystallization of love, and let them nurture this crystallization together to grow up and strengthen their relationship.

"My dear child, come to your mother."

Manti touched the hospital again to see if it was still possible to have a child. I can't count how many times I've been to the hospital in a year, and this road can be walked with my eyes closed, even if I take off my shoes, my shoes can walk on their own.

Every time I came to the hospital, the doctor said:

"Don't toss yourself, cherishing yourself is more important than having children, or it's okay to hold one."

She was greeted by an elderly doctor, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, from which the light of wisdom and goodwill was revealed. For every woman who comes to the gynecology department, the old doctor can feel that what tortures them is not only physical pain, but also spiritual pain.

The old doctor was indifferent to Manti, an old customer, and she couldn't help her, so she could only give her kind advice. What about Manti, I just don't give up, I have to try it until the day I do it, if God opens his eyes one day, it really makes me pregnant.

Thinking like this, Manti's steps became much lighter, brushed her hair, and walked into the hospital with her feet raised. The hospital is still a miserable scene, with white walls, white lights, white doctors and nurses, and white patients.

Manti had long been accustomed to all of this—the environment of the hospital was similar to that of the church, so neat and clean, white and flawless, pregnant with hope and disappointed.

"Miss, how can I help you?"

The questioner was a beautiful and lovely nurse lady, wearing a small white helmet, big eyes, a red mouth, and a little rouge mole under her eyes, looking pitiful.

Manti's eyes for the same sex are first-class, and at a glance, it can be seen that this nurse has never had a boyfriend, and she is full of delicate femininity, and she can't find any fat powder.

"I'm here to see the production."

The nurse's eyes lit up, and when she heard that she was coming to see her pregnant, she smiled unconsciously, and happily helped Manti lead her to a specialist's consultation room, and wished her a good pregnancy.

"Thank you."

Manti wanted to laugh and cry, she thought to herself that the young nurse must have thought that she was a pregnant woman, and that she had come to the hospital to protect the fetus, but in fact she had nothing in her stomach, and some were just a bubble of urine.

"Give me your case."

The doctor took one look at Manti and said to her. Manti took a notebook out of her bag and opened it for the doctor. The doctor was stunned for a moment, this patient is so strange, there are so many cases written in the case book? What did she come to see?

"Doctor, I've been here several times."

Manti folded his hands elegantly, cocked one of Erlang's legs, and explained to the doctor calmly. The doctor flipped through the pages of the medical record book and found that it was full of Dr. Huang's notes, and he became a little vigilant - this patient didn't see a good patient from Dr. Huang, and came to me to confirm it!

The doctor's hand gradually slowed down, and he thought about the strategy—if I were to do what Dr. Huang said, this patient would not believe me, and think that if I went all the way with Dr. Huang, she would go to another doctor to see her. If I had said something different, she would have confronted Dr. Huang? She would definitely say that Dr. Xu told her.

Manti also noticed that the doctor's hand was getting slower and slower to turn through the book, and thought that the above record made her embarrassed, as if laughing at herself, she said:

"Doctor, I've seen it several times, and at Dr. Huang's place, she said that my disease is not easy to treat, and there will be no more children, doctor, you see that I am still so young, I still want to try again!"

Manti spoke earnestly, and the doctor was a little moved, and she glanced at Manti, a maternal light forced her to look at her, and she read the desire in her heart.

The doctor has just gotten married and is actively preparing for pregnancy, so every time he receives a patient who comes for infertility treatment, he will always have more concern and a little more unbearable.

"I understand your feelings, we both want to have a baby."

"This doctor is kind, unlike that Doctor Huang, probably she is annoyed by herself, and if she doesn't treat herself, there may be hope for a doctor sooner."

Manti's confidence has increased again, it seems that he still has to find a young doctor, so that the young doctor can understand the feelings of his equally young self who desperately want to have a child.

"Doctor, do you think there is any hope for me?"

The doctor carefully flipped through the medical record book and found that it was written with terrible words such as "Gong Han" or "stasis". Women are most afraid of cold, and once the cold invades the womb, it is not easy to disperse and it is not easy to conceive. What's wrong with this patient? How did you make yourself so serious!

"Miss Yang, you were pregnant before!"

Manti nodded.

The doctor then asked:

"Didn't keep it?"

"Alas!"

Manti sighed, stopped talking, and said softly:

"Knocked out, it's all formed......"

The doctor almost understood, it must have been that the operation was not clean, and the uterus remained, plus Xiao Yuezi did not sit well, suffered from the cold, and turned the good uterus into an ice cellar, so can she still conceive a child?

"Miss Yang, when did that happen?"

"Seven years ago."

The doctor shook his head, and Manti panicked and hurriedly asked:

"What's the matter, doctor, there's no cure?"

The doctor looked at her with great pity, and said earnestly:

"It's late, this year is getting more and more serious every year, and it will take effort to treat it."

It's not like there's no cure! If you are afraid of anything, you will spend your efforts, as long as you cure it. Mandy swore by this:

"It's okay, doctor, just treat it, I'm not afraid of spending effort."

The doctor didn't smile at all, put away the medical record book, and let Manti lie down on the examination bed and see how it was for himself first......