Jiang Yaojing quickly obtained the record of Song Yunyun's visit to the hospital through the operation of interpersonal relationships.

It's just that he doesn't understand, what is the meaning of biochemical pregnancy is written in the diagnosis column.

The gynecologist in the hospital answered this question, "Biochemical pregnancy, in simple terms, is a very early miscarriage. When the gestational sac cannot be seen in the uterine cavity under color ultrasound, it has already been lost. It's like having your period."

Song Yunyun's situation is that her miscarriage coincides with her menstrual period, so she is completely menstruating.

Jiang Yaojing understood after listening.

He also knew why Song Yunyun said those words in a drunk state that day.

Mood fluctuates slightly.

What he cares more about is, "Does it affect the body?"

He knew that when Song Yunyun gave birth to Xiaobao, he hurt himself.

I also know that she can no longer have children in the future.

He is content with Shuangshuang and Xiaobao.

The doctor said, "No, it's just that her physical condition is not very good."

Jiang Yaojing knew this.

He leaves from the hospital.

……

After Song Yunyun left the hospital, she didn't go home directly, but went to buy some ingredients.

She is interested in several dishes and wants to try them out.

When she got home, she began to make preparations.

Clean the ingredients and prepare the ingredients.

Jiang Yaojing came back and saw someone in the kitchen.

He came over.

I saw that Song Yunyun was busy inside in full swing.

She had an apron around her waist.

Slim in stature.

Song Yunyun was focusing on putting the marinated meat aside.

Then adjust the starch paste.

She printed out the production steps, posted them on the wall, and made them while watching.

Jiang Yaojing walked in and hugged her waist from behind, with his chin resting on her shoulder, and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

Song Yunyun looked back at him, smiled, and said, "Fried crispy pork."

"New?"

Song Yunyun nodded, "Yes. I can't make fried vegetables for you every day, can I? You should learn a few more, so that you won't get tired of it."

Jiang Yaojing went to shake her hand, Song Yunyun struggled, "My hands are full of oil."

"fine."

Jiang Yaojing lowered his eyes and held her tightly, "Don't do it, let's go out to eat."

Song Yunyun looked at him strangely, "I'm all ready, what's wrong with you, isn't work going well? Why is your face so bad?"

Jiang Yaojing didn't speak, but tightly circled her.

Take her in your arms.

His heart felt better. 【1】【6】【6】【Small】【Say】

Song Yunyun twisted her body, "I can hardly breathe, let me go first."

"I just want to hold you."

Song Yunyun was helpless, "Since when have you been so clingy, why are you like Shuangshuang?"

Jiang Yaojing said, "That's also like me, I'm Lao Tzu."

Song Yunyun, "..."

She felt that Jiang Yaojing was emotional, so she was hugged quietly by him without making any effort.

Shuangshuang broke in, saw the two people hugging each other, covered their eyes, "shame."

Jiang Yaojing turned to look at his son, "Come here."

Shuangshuang ran over with short legs, Jiang Yaojing touched his head and asked him, "Today, are you obedient?"

Shuangshuang sp; Shuangshuang nodded, "Yes, I'm very good."

Jiang Yaojing let go of Song Yunyun, squatted down and looked at his son, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still angry?"

Both shook their heads.

Jiang Yaojing picked him up, "We will cook with mom."

"No, you guys go out. I'm nervous here. It's my first time doing it. I didn't do it well. Don't embarrass me." Song Yunyun wiped his hands and pushed him out, "Go watch TV."

Both clapped their hands happily.

Very happy, "I want to watch TV."

Jiang Yaojing had no choice but to take Shuangshuang to the living room.

Song Yunyun saw them turning on the TV in the living room, so she felt relieved to continue.

She poured oil, heated it up, coated the marinated meat with starch paste and fried it in the pan.

Halfway through the explosion, Jiang Yaojing walked in.

She said, "Why did you come in again when you weren't playing with Shuangshuang outside?"

Jiang Yaojing handed her the phone, "Phone."

"Whose?" she asked.

Jiang Yaojing put the phone to her ear.

She looked at Jiang Yaojing and let out a hello into the phone.

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