Chapter 7: Whose Child Belongs To
Hearing what the doctor said, the faces of both of them suddenly became a little heavy.
The lights in the emergency room were on for hours before they went out.
After a while, Song Yihan finally pushed out of the operating room.
At this time, she hadn't woken up yet, and her small face, the size of her palm, was full of miserable white, which made people feel distressed.
Pan Dingyi immediately rushed forward: "How's it going?!" ”
"Fortunately, the child was saved. But what's going on with you young people?! I don't know if the fetus is unstable during pregnancy, especially in the first few months, and you can't do too radical things?! No matter how uncomfortable it is, you should endure it! The doctor took off his mask and scolded Pan Dingyi.
"What?" Pan Dingyi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly understood the meaning of what the doctor said.
He subconsciously glanced at Bai Xun, his face was a little weird.
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Song Yihan didn't wake up until the evening.
Before I open my eyes, there is a fragrance lingering on the tip of my nose.
She slowed down for a moment, propped up her hands and was about to sit up, when she saw Pan Dingyi on the side, opening the thermos pot and pouring out a bowl of duck soup.
Pan Dingyi, who heard the movement, turned around.
Seeing that Song Yihan was awake, he immediately put back the chicken soup in his hand and stepped forward to support her: "Awake?" Are there any discomforts in your body? ”
"Pan Dingyi ......" Song Yihan was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that he would be here. As if thinking of something, a flash of horror flashed on her face, and a hand touched her stomach: "My child ......"
"Don't worry, the child is fine." Seeing her like this, Pan Dingyi felt like something in his heart, slightly sour.
Hearing that the child was fine, Song Yihan breathed a sigh of relief.
She hung her head, her hands were a little uneasy together, and her face was very bad.
"Kid, it's Bai Xun's, right?"
"What?!" Song Yihan's heart jumped, and he subconsciously raised his head and met Pan Dingyi's eyes.
"It's his, right?" Pan Dingyi's face was still the same as usual, and he asked her again.
"I'm ......" Song Yihan beat the drum in his heart, like a thief who has been caught.
How would he......
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this matter, our wedding will take place as usual." Pan Dingyi saw her expression, and immediately guessed what he was thinking.
It's just that he didn't expect that Song Yihan and Bai Xun would develop that kind of relationship.
However, there is no blood relationship between them, which is also understandable.
Song Yihan's heart moved slightly, what he said was right, if you want to keep the child and not let people find out, being with him is the best choice.
"Why are you going to help me?" Song Yihan thought about it for a long time, but he really couldn't figure out why he took such good care of himself
The corners of Pan Dingyi's mouth showed a touch of bitterness, how could she know that a kind act when she was a child saved her life?
Song Yihan recuperated in the hospital for two days and was soon discharged.
And his wedding to Pan Dingyi will also be approaching.
The largest hotel in Q City, at this time, the luxury cars outside the door have already been lined up.
After all, whether it is the Bai family or the Pan family, in Q City, they are all big groups with heads and faces.
The wedding car that greeted the relatives soon stopped at the hotel surrounded by everyone.
"What's wrong?" Pan Dingyi in front of him was wearing a slender suit, and his face became more and more handsome.
Song Yihan heard his voice, and then suddenly turned around.
There was no familiar figure in the crowd, and her gaze was slightly lost.