Tang Yu lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Qiqi, are you hurting now?

He kissed her like this, Pei Qiqi finally woke up in the middle of the night.

When she opened her eyes, in the dim light, she saw his heavy eyes.

His heart trembled, and then he reached out and hugged his neck, "Tang Yu, why are you back?" ”

He touched her fluffy little head: "You are not feeling well, how can I stay in France with peace of mind?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just throwing up." Pei Qiqi nestled in his arms and stuck out his tongue: "I've heard people say that some people will vomit in the late trimester, and I'm probably like that." ”

As she spoke, her little hand patted her little belly, "If you don't obey, come out later and let your father beat your little pup." ”

Tang Yu smiled, his black eyes looking at her pale little face in the dim......

There was satisfaction and happiness on her little face.

Until now, no one had told her the truth, and they all thought that it was better for him to talk to her about this kind of thing.

Tang Yu hated this sense of powerlessness, how could he say such a cruel thing, how could he make her give up her child......

He can't do it!

But he couldn't ignore her life......

He knew that even if he gave up his child to go to chemotherapy, she still needed a bone marrow transplant to save her life.

Marrow!

Tang Yu has thousands of knots in his heart, and at this time, not a single knot can be untied.

Also, Tang Xin......

In Qiqi's heart, Tang Xin is as important as this child.

He lay on the hospital bed and coaxed her to sleep......

When he returned, she was excited to talk to him, but after only a few words she fell asleep again.

And Tang Yu looked at her sleeping face and had no sleep all night......

He invited the best experts and invited foreign experts to consult with him, and the result was the same as Dr. Mei's.

Pei Qiqi vomited a lot, and she became more and more sleepy.

But she always thought it was morning sickness, and she often stroked her lower abdomen and talked to the little baby inside.

She asked Tang Yu, what is the name of this baby......

Tang Yu said to let her get up, but Pei Qiqi seriously checked the dictionary, and finally ran over to him and asked: "Tang Yu, I think it's better to call it Tang Tang!" ”

Tang Yu looked at her and said slowly, "Then it's better to be called Tang Guo." ”

His stupid Qiqi even nodded: "This name is not bad." ”

Tang Yu froze, and Hun Kou was particularly uncomfortable as if he was blocked by something.

He didn't say anything, just reached out and touched their little head.

How could he be willing to lose such a seven-seven? The baby in her belly, how could he bear to give up?

Under his palm, Pei Qiqi was like a docile kitten, and raised his head again after a while, "Then I'll look for it again." ”

He looked at her like that, greedy and longing.

Three days later, Dr. Mei and Tang Yu met alone, still in Dr. Mei's office.

Tang Yu stood in front of the window, looking out the window, quietly.

Dr. May looked at him for a long time, but neither of them spoke.

In the silence that was about to die, Dr. Mei asked lightly, "Tang Yu, have you decided?" "Because Qiqi's illness is not like Tang Xin, she can't drag it out.

Tang Yu raised his head, the Adam's apple in his slender and good-looking neck bulged strongly, and after a moment, he turned his head to look at Doctor Mei: "Aunt Mei, if you can, I don't want to choose." ”

His choice means...... Maybe lost.

Lose Qiqi, lose ...... Tang Xin.

Perhaps, the child may not be able to keep it.

His decision was to sacrifice too much...... Either way, it's dangerous.