Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

On the same day, Fu Beichen went through the transfer procedures for Zhan Yan, transferred to the authoritative obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital, and conducted a series of detailed examinations in the hospital. The results were the same as those in that hospital.

The situation of Zhan Yan and her child is not very good. There is a risk of abortion at any time. The patient needs to rest and keep a happy mood at all times. In other words, don't block her, otherwise the child can't be born safely!

Zhan Yan's last memory stayed at the moment when she turned and fell down. Suddenly it was dark in front of her eyes. Fu Beichen's roar was in his ears. He shouted her name, "Yan Yan --"

Zhan Yan didn't know how long she had slept. When she opened her eyes, there was a weak and yellow light in her eyes. Then she saw Fu Beichen standing in front of the French window, with a simple shirt and trousers, which was not as meticulous as before, showing a bit of burnout.

And the tall back, lonely, cold, with an unspeakable desolation.

Zhan Yan's eyes slowly moved away from him and looked around. What he saw was pure white. It seemed that she was still lying in the hospital.

"Yan Yan, you're awake!" a low and slightly dull voice broke the silence in the room. Fu Beichen didn't know when he had turned around and looked at her gently.

"Hmm!" Zhan Yan nodded, feeling his throat dry and painful. He asked with some difficulty, "what time is it now?!"

"One o'clock in the morning," he replied in a very soft and gentle voice, as if he was afraid to scare her, and his posture was cautious.

With beautiful eyebrows and a slight frown, holding a sore forehead with one hand, I slept all day. No wonder I have a headache.

"What's the matter? Is it uncomfortable? I'll call a doctor!" Fu Beichen asked anxiously.

"No!" Zhan Yan said quietly. Because her throat was dry, she coughed a few times.

Fu Beichen quickly walked over, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to her.

Zhan Yan felt much more comfortable after drinking more than half a glass of water. She handed the cup back to Fu Beichen, looked up at him, and said, "thank you!"

And his hand holding the quilt trembled obviously, which was extremely uncomfortable with her coldness and alienation at the moment.

"Where's sister Qingyou?" Zhan Yan asked again.

"I let her go back!"

"Well, you can go back. I'm fine. I don't need to take care of it! When it's dawn, I'll ask sister Qingyou to help me go through the discharge formalities, so I won't bother president Fu." Zhan Yan's words are very calm, even his voice is faint, with a bit of indifference. "As for the medical expenses, how much money, you say, I'll have someone send them to you!"

Fu Beichen frowned at her. "The doctor said you need to stay in the hospital for observation!"

"What's the matter with me?" she asked with a slight frown.

Did the toxin in her body explode?!

So he knew that she would not live long, so he showed such pity for her?!

No, it shouldn't be!

Did she know the existence of the child?!

Fu Beichen looked at her and looked at her face. It turned out that she was so afraid that he knew that the child was still there. That's how she was wary of him?

Fu Beichen's silence made Zhan Yan lose some patience. She lifted the quilt on her body and was about to get out of bed.

Since he doesn't say, she can ask the doctor herself.