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Even though Mu Ziyi was reluctant, Ye Qing was a little bit stronger this time, and forced him to half-support and half-hold him out of the back seat of the car, sat on the wheelchair, took off his coat, and squatted halfway. In front of him, covering his chest with his backhand, preventing the swollen belly from getting any cold.

After doing this, Mu Ziyi finally accepted it, stretched out his hands from his sleeves spontaneously, and gently stroked his stomach through Ye Qing's coat.

After being nimbly massaged by Ye Qing's hands, her stomach no longer felt stiff. She had just rested in the car for a while, and the tightness also eased, but at this moment it was still throbbing and throbbing.

The winter night in the capital was bitingly cold, and Ye Qing couldn't help shivering when she suddenly took off her coat.

Seeing this, Mu Ziyi said in a hoarse voice, "Go in, don't freeze yourself." These words were rarely soft.

Ye Qing was a little flattered, nodded and said "OK", walked around behind the wheelchair, pushed him into the western-style building, and then took the elevator to the fourth floor.

All the way to the fourth floor, Mu Ziyi didn't even raise his eyelids when he saw the three floors full of medical equipment, his eyes were always focused on his throbbing stomach, as if there was nothing else to do except the child in his belly. Get his attention.

The heater in the bedroom was always on. Ye Qing walked to the window, closed the window that was just open for ventilation, and then returned to Mu Ziyi, helped him to lie down on the big bed, and carefully covered him with a soft quilt.

His voice was comforting with a chuckle: "Mr. Mu, please rest for a while, I'll make you an anesthetic for you," he said, reaching into the quilt with his right hand, and gently stroking Mu Ziyi's body, even though he was lying flat On the bed, the top of the abdomen was still a little swollen, and found that it was no longer hard, and felt his pulse again, "The child is not in danger now, don't worry, take medicine tonight and sleep for a while, let's go tomorrow Do an abdominal ultrasound to confirm that the child is fine."

Originally aware of him reaching into the quilt to touch his stomach, Mu Ziyi frowned slightly, and was a little unhappy, but after hearing what he said later, the unhappiness dissipated, and he nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

Ye Qing then turned around and walked out of the bedroom, went into the Chinese pharmacy to get the medicine, and then went to the kitchen to cook the medicine. Thinking that such a big incident happened in the middle of the night, Mu Ziyi must be hungry, so she boiled some porridge again, thinking of letting the He padded his stomach.

After the medicine and porridge were stewed, Ye Qing turned back to the bedroom, turned her eyes, but did not see the person who was supposed to be resting on the bed, and heard the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom that came with the bedroom, Ye Qing Only then did he understand where Mu Ziyi was going.

He turned to the bathroom door, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "President Mu, you can't get up now, it's best to lie on the bed and rest."

The sound of water inside stopped for a while, and then came out again. Ye Qing sighed secretly, after all, he was afraid that he might not be able to handle it by himself. How can there be life!

So he asked again: "Do you need me to come in and help you?"

There was silence for a while, before a low and hoarse voice came: Come in. "

Ye Qing opened the door and went in, only to see that the bathroom was larger than the bedroom in his own apartment, filled with steam. Mu Ziyi was only wearing a white bathrobe, with one hand resting on his lower back and the other on his protruding abdomen, standing Putting water next to the round bathtub, he looked like he wanted to take a bath, and threw the blood-stained clothes and pants casually in the corner.

Ye Qing walked up to him in a few steps, put her arms around his waist, and felt that he was subconsciously leaning into her arms, thinking that he was really tired, so she said: "You want to take a bath, call me over Just to help you, the ground here is slippery, what if you...how can I do it?"

Mu Ziyi obviously didn't like his weak self very much. After he regained his strength, he broke off Ye Qing's arm around his waist, moved towards the wall, and said, "No need, I can do it myself." I have a bit of arrogance.

Ye Qing sighed: "What time is it now, please stop being stubborn."

Mu Ziyi turned his head to look at Ye Qing in astonishment, a little in disbelief that the gentle and obedient young man in front of him would actually say such words: "You say I'm...stubborn?"

Ye Qing twitched the corners of her lips: "Why not? It is clear that the body has been very hard, but still does not want to accept help from others." He squatted in front of Mu Ziyi, holding his swollen belly with both hands and said, "Although I promised But you, after this child is born, never have any contact with him, but he is also my child after all, and I also have a responsibility, please try to believe me, okay?"

Mu Ziyi remained silent for a long time again, his chest heaving up and down, as if his heart was very restless, he closed his eyes deeply, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and then said in a low voice: "Okay." After a pause, he continued, "Before I was bleeding, and my body...was not very comfortable, and I wanted to wash it off."

At this time, the water in the bathtub had been put away. Ye Qing reached out to close the water valve, tested the water temperature, and felt that it was just right, so she carefully helped him into the bathtub, and asked him to assume a comfortable half-lying, half-sitting position. Wash off the dirt on his body with his own hands.

During this period, except that the child in the belly stretched his hands and feet as if aware of the comfortable environment around him, causing Mu Ziyi to frown and groan for a while, his left arm supported his body, and his right hand kept sticking to his belly and making circles to comfort him, there was no one else. Other things happen.

It wasn't until he was safely sent back to the bed that Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief. After leaving the bedroom for a while, she brought a bowl of porridge and a bowl of anti-fetal medicine, and fed him the porridge first, and then the medicine after a while.

Seeing that his original pale face had improved a lot, and he was sleeping soundly on the bed, he cleaned up the bowls and spoons, drank a bowl of porridge in the kitchen, and went back to the bedroom.

At this time, Mu Ziyi closed his eyes and fell asleep, his breathing was steady, and he was obviously in a deep sleep. Judging from the curvature of the quilt, his palms should overlap on the top of his abdomen, making a gesture of protecting the child.

When Ye Qing saw this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He gently sat down on the sofa next to the big bed, leaned against the soft backrest, and fell asleep lightly. Before his consciousness disappeared, he sighed to 007 in his heart: " After spending so much effort, I finally saved it!"

007's tone was rare and gentle: "Take a serious attitude in the future, otherwise, more difficult things are yet to come!"

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