After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

"contract……"

Song Xi'er just said two words when she suddenly covered her mouth and retched.

Shang Ji hurriedly came over and patted her back. He glanced at the fish fillet porridge beside him and frowned.

"Let's go to the hospital." He suddenly said.

"No need." Song Xi'er thought it was because she drank on an empty stomach just now, so her stomach felt uncomfortable and she felt nauseous.

But Shang Ji didn't say anything, just took the bag from Song Xier's hand and hung it on his arm, then walked out while supporting the person.

Zhuang Lin watched the whole process, but at this time she couldn't help but say: "Mr. Shang, I will have a meeting with a boss from Boda later -"

Before he finished speaking, Shang Ji had already helped Song Xier out of the box.

Yang Ming drove to the door early and waited. When he saw Shang Ji and Song Xi'er coming out, Yang Ming hurriedly got out of the car and opened the back seat door.

"I told you I'm fine." Song Xi'er went to recommend Shang Ji, but the latter put the person directly into the back seat with a strong attitude, and then followed him in.

"Go to the hospital."

"It's Mr. Shang." Yang Ming started the car immediately.

Song Xi'er was just a little nauseous just now, but in the short time that Shang Ji took her downstairs, she clearly felt that her stomach discomfort was more serious than before.

I can’t tell you the specific feeling, it’s just uncomfortable, a little similar to my aunt’s pain, but a little different.

Song Xi'er's small face was wrinkled tightly, and she bent over uncomfortably and clutched her stomach, not wanting to speak.

So when Shang Ji told Yang Ming to go to the hospital, she heard it and didn't have the strength to say anything.

Shang Ji raised his hand to hold Song Xier in his arms, raised his head and told Yang Ming: "Drive faster."

Ten minutes later, Yang Ming parked the car at the nearest hospital.

The car door opened, and Shang Ji quickly got out of the car and walked to the hospital with the person in his arms.

Draw blood for testing and get the results as quickly as possible.

Song Xi'er was sitting on the bed with a pale face, holding a hot water bottle that Shang Ji had taken from somewhere in her hand. She was covering her stomach with her head hanging down.

Shang Ji was by her side, holding her hand. Song Xier tried to pull her hand back, but gave up after trying several times without success.

"I have nothing to do here. You can go back." Song Xier looked up at Shang Ji and said, "Thank you for sending me to the hospital."

Shang Ji didn't seem to hear her: "The results will be out soon."

"I can just wait."

"I'll accompany you."

Song Xier wanted to say something else, but a doctor in a white coat walked in with the test results.

Shang Ji stood up in a hurry, and Song Xier asked directly: "Doctor, am I having a bad stomach? I should be fine, right?"

"It's nothing." The doctor paused after saying, "It's just that I didn't have a bad stomach."

Song Xi'er was confused: "Isn't it a bad stomach?"

The doctor handed over the test results, and Shang Ji took them first.

"The increase in blood HCG means you are pregnant." The doctor said, "Congratulations."

Pregnant!

Shang Ji's hand holding the test results tightened suddenly, and he raised his head suddenly, his dark pupils shrinking violently in shock.

Song Xier felt her eyes suddenly turn white, and for a moment she suspected that there was something wrong with her ears and that she had heard something wrong.

After a while, she spoke in disbelief: "You said...what?"

Pregnant?

How could she be pregnant?

The doctor's eyes swept around the two of them and said: "But judging from your current symptoms, considering that the embryo is a bit unstable, I suggest you go for a detailed examination, and then go home and rest in bed based on the specific results. "

Song Xier only saw the doctor's mouth opening and closing, but she could not hear any sound.

The hot water bottle was still covering her lower abdomen. After a while, she felt that the pain in her abdomen was obviously relieved.

This symptom is stomach discomfort after eating bad food. How could it be pregnancy?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

"Is there a mistake?" Song Xi'er asked in a slow tone: "I can draw blood again and check again. There must be a mistake somewhere."

As if he didn't expect Song Xi'er to react like this, the doctor was silent for two seconds before speaking: "The test results will not be wrong. If you don't want this child, make a decision as soon as possible. It won't be good after a month."

After the doctor finished speaking, he left. Song Xi'er sat blankly on the bed, and the hot water bottle she held in her hand slipped and fell to the bed.

She lowered her head and stared blankly at her belly, unable to believe that a little life was conceived inside it without her knowledge.

But she felt nothing!

Shang Ji came over and picked up the dropped hot water bottle.

Song Xi'er raised her head to meet Shang Ji's looking eyes. For some reason, she was silent for two seconds and suddenly said: "The child is not yours."

Song Xier said these words very calmly, and even the expression on her face did not change much.

After saying that, she looked at him steadily, not avoiding him.

Shang Ji's hand holding the hot water bottle tightened silently, squeezing the hot water bottle with such huge force that it almost deformed and looked like it was about to explode.

His dark eyes fell on her face, and the lines of her facial features tightened inch by inch according to the strength of his palm.

All the changes were silent, their eyes met, and no one spoke.

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Ji finally let go of the hot water bottle before it burst.

"Do an examination first." He stood up and said in a cryptic voice, "I will send you back after the examination."

In just a few seconds, all his emotions were restrained so well that no one could see the slightest change on his face.

Except for those deep and heavy eyes.

"No need." Song Xi'er retracted her gaze and lifted up the quilt to get out of bed: "I can go back by myself. I'm sorry to trouble you today."

Shang Ji held her wrist and said softly: "Let's check first."

Song Xi'er raised her head and met his gaze, silently but unquestionably.

More than two hours later, Song Xier got into Shang Ji's car again with a bunch of test results.

The address Shang Ji mentioned this time was Song Xier's home.

Song Xier leaned against the car window without saying a word along the way, and Shang Ji sat on the other side in silence for a while.

The closed carriage was extremely quiet. Yang Ming breathed carefully the whole time, not daring to make a loud noise.

Finally, the car finally stopped downstairs in the community. Song Xier opened the door and got out of the car, and Shang Ji followed suit.

Song Xi'er's thoughts were very confused. She clutched the bag in her hand and walked quickly inside without even paying attention to Shang Ji who was following behind her.

It wasn't until she got out of the elevator and opened the door with her key that she remembered the test results in her hand. She didn't want Su Mei to know about it for the time being, and when she wanted to hide them, she saw Shang Ji standing beside her.

"You..." Song Xier was about to say something, when her peripheral vision caught something in the room, her expression suddenly changed: "Mom!"