Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

In the doctor's office.

"Ms. Shi, your pregnancy came suddenly. I have said before that I suggest you abort it and take good care of yourself so that you can get pregnant again."

"Now the child is a little malnourished in your belly, and it's doing a lot of damage to your mother's body. Have you been very lethargic recently?"

The doctor's advice was strictly based on protecting the mother's body.

Shi Sheng had been drawing blood for three years before. He suffered from long-term malnutrition, a loss of energy and blood, and the damage to his body was almost irreversible.

Shi Sheng touched me and found that the bellies of women who gave birth in the same month were bigger than hers.

Although Lin Wangyue didn't understand the technical terms at first, she understood the words and her pupils immediately shrank.

He subconsciously tugged on Shi Sheng's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Sister, otherwise we will..."

Shi Sheng knocked off his hand, looked at the doctor, and insisted: "Doctor, my situation is different. I may not get married in the future, nor will I have a boyfriend or husband, and naturally I will not have children, so I don't want to give up."

Maybe she might not be homeless in old age, but she loved having Song Wenjing's child in her belly.

The doctor had actually advised her many times, but this time he just mentioned to Shi Sheng again the impact and disadvantages of having a baby on her. If she still insisted, the doctor would naturally do his best to protect her and the fetus in her belly.

"Then I'll prescribe some medicine for you and write some recipes. The most important thing is that you need to replenish your blood." The doctor said with some worry.

Shi Sheng nodded: "Okay."

The doctor continued to add: "I know you are busy with work, but you should put your work aside. It is best to find a clean place to raise the baby."

Shi Sheng looked at the doctor hesitantly.

"Ms. Shi, do you have any questions?" The doctor looked at her with a strange expression and asked her doubtfully while typing on the keyboard with her fingertips.

Shi Sheng pursed her lower lip, thought for a moment and said, "Is it because someone said something to you that you suddenly cared so much about me this time and asked so many things?"

The doctor's fingertips paused slightly: "Miss Shi, please believe in my character!"

Shi Sheng coughed: "Sorry."

"It's okay, I won't do it next time."

The doctor printed out the list and handed it to Lin Wangyue. Lin Wangyue glanced at the densely packed things on it and twitched the corners of her mouth: "My sister is pregnant after all. Is there really no problem with taking so many medicines?"

"Most of them are supplements, not medicines. They are specially prescribed by me based on her constitution. There will be no problems."

Lin Wangyue thought that he was also an expert in obstetrics and gynecology, and his words had weight. He couldn't do such a thing as cheating people, so he just went out to buy medicine.

Shi Sheng didn't stay in the consulting room anymore. After all, there were patients behind her. She said goodbye to the attending doctor and went out to find a chair to sit on.

As soon as he sat down, the phone rang.

It was a message from Song Wenjing: "What are the test results and what did the doctor say?"

Shi Sheng's words were not thorny this time, maybe because he had just been stimulated, so his words were rare and gentle: "The doctor said it is not good for my health."

This sentence already contains a lot of information.

Song Wenjing trembled, and her typing hand trembled slightly. She had never been so scared.

Shi Sheng watched helplessly as the dialog box kept showing that the other party was typing, but no words were sent, and he didn't know what Song Wenjing was doing, so he simply put the phone away.

Finally, when she and Lin Wangyue went home, Lin Wangyue looked at the various medicines and supplements in her arms and her head was big: "Sister, will you turn into a medicine jar?"

Shi Sheng frowned and said, "It can't be helped by turning it into a medicine jar. These medicines must be drunk, even for the sake of the children."

Lin Wangyue sighed in his heart at the greatness of his mother.

After Shi Sheng returned home, news about Song Wenjing came through, a simple line: "I want to take care of you."

The short six words made Shi Sheng feel a little ironic.

Her originally indifferent heart suddenly became unbalanced, and she responded directly: "Mr. Song is so funny. You know that the child in my belly is yours, and you are so attentive. It was not possible before."