Chapter 848

Yan Zhengling deliberately made the shackles clang, but the old lady turned a deaf ear to it, and just focused on taking her pulse.

Yan Zhengling immediately made up his mind that this doctor was a doctor who aided and abused people and had no medical ethics.

The attitude towards the old lady was also unfriendly, and he deliberately made things difficult for her, "Doctor, don't you use your right hand to take the pulse?" How do you use your left hand? ”

She doesn't understand Chinese medicine at all, and she is purely looking for faults.

The doctor looked at her and smiled kindly. "This girl has bright eyes, she doesn't look like a psychopath."

Yan Zhengling's vicious gaze immediately fell on Zhan Han Jue.

Zhan Han Jue's face was like an ice sculpture, and Yan Zhengling threw himself at Ye Feng on the side angrily.

Seeing the old lady's solemn expression, Zhan Hanjue suddenly couldn't hide his worry in his eyes.

They moved to the lobby, and the old lady said with a look of regret, "She's pregnant." ”

The cold lord is like being struck by thunder, and petrified like an eagle.

It turned out that these two guys lied to the old lady that she was a psychopath. No wonder the old lady didn't react to what happened to her.

The old lady finished her pulse, glanced at Yan Zhengling with a sympathetic and weak gaze, and then got up and walked towards Zhan Hanjue.

"Zhan Shao, let's go out and talk."

Zheng Ling is pregnant at this time, and it's really not the time.

The old lady's eyes were obscure, "I look at the pulse of this girl's pregnancy, and the pregnancy time is about ten days." If Zhan Shao wants her to have a miscarriage, the damage to her body at this time is also the least......"

Zhan Hanjue remembered that ten days ago, he and Zheng Ling were in the office...... Secretly annoyed.

I thought it was the girl messing around, but I didn't expect it to be real?

At the moment, he really has mixed feelings.

Joy, sorrow, concern, restlessness......

After Ye Feng sent the old Chinese medicine doctor away, Zhan Hanjue's mind was extremely confused.

This child is the crystallization of his and Zheng Ling's love.

Zheng Ling was pregnant at this time, perhaps it was the opportunity given to him by God in the dark, so that he could compensate her well and make up for his past regrets.

He could have rejected her, so why did he let her mess around?

"I see. Ye Feng, send-off. ”

"Yes."

Then push the wheelchair to the bedroom.

Zheng Ling was already asleep, and her pale little face was so thin that she covered a slap. There was still mist on the autumn pupils of the water.

Zhan Hanjue carefully covered her with a quilt, for fear of waking her up, so he looked at her cautiously.

But does he dare to ask for it?

The time bomb hung over his head, causing him to panic inexplicably.

He sat outside for a long, long time......

Zhan Hanjue knew that when she thought of him in her dreams, she was no longer the heartless smile she used to be.

Thinking of him, she would hurt.

"Zheng Ling, I'm sorry." He said silently.

Her eyes have depicted her gentle and affectionate eyebrows.

She suddenly flattened her mouth and called out, "Brother Jue." ”

Then her brow furrowed at the mutter.

At this time, the miscarriage has the least impact on the pregnant woman's body.

But as long as he thought that it was his and Zheng Ling's child, he would be reluctant.

In the end, he silently turned on the computer and Baidu about the pregnancy and childbirth of pregnant women. Then I went to many online stores for pregnant women and babies, and frantically bought a bunch of daily necessities needed by pregnant women and babies.

In the end, he couldn't hold back, and lightly imprinted his own kiss marks on her forehead.

He then unshackled her and put her hands in a comfortable position. He reluctantly left.

When I returned to the study and sat in front of the computer, the words of the old Chinese medicine doctor began to sound in my head.

That night, he was both nervous and excited.

Under the domination of that contradictory emotion, he seemed to be in the sea, drifting in the direction of no return.