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Wen Yunting cried.

It wasn't crying hoarsely, and he didn't even make a choked sound. He kept his head down and wiped his eyes with one hand, but tears kept sliding down his wrist one by one, forming water marks.

In Song Yan's cognition, Ting Ting has always been a strong and stubborn Alpha, except for crying on the bed, he has never exposed any vulnerable appearance in his life.Whether it was being framed for obscenity/rape, or being provoked by a love rival, he always faced it with a strong attitude, including in front of Song Yan, and his face was always stubborn and unyielding. How about it.

But today, seeing his lover vomit blood, Wen Yunting was really frightened, and his emotions were shattered, which was completely leaked in front of Song Yan.

Song Yan took out a piece of paper and wiped his tears for him, but he pushed it away again. Wen Yunting told him to get out and lie down on the hospital bed, so he didn't need to worry about it.

So Song Yan had no choice but to hook his long arm, hugged his daughter-in-law into his arms, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Wen Yunting's tears were finally wiped away, the bout of worry and panic had passed, and the mood gradually calmed down.He leaned on Song Yan's shoulder, and after realizing that he was so embarrassing, he was so frightened that tears flowed down his face. Or was it because of Song Yan that he was found to care about him to such an extent, what kind of pride did this rogue look like?

Song Yan didn't have such thoughts at all, he just felt regretful, why did Duandan drink with the Mongols, and scared his daughter-in-law like this when he drank until his stomach bleeds.Wen Yunting said ruthlessly that he would remarry immediately after he died, but at this time, nothing happened, the inner wall of toughness began to collapse, and one more bad report could knock him out of the army.

"Blame me, blame me." Song Yan kissed his forehead, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, my own body knows it by itself."

"What do you know? You dare to mess around when you know?!" Wen Yunting stared at him, his eyes were red like rabbits, Song Yan was heartbroken, he hugged him and patted his back: "My fault, my fault, I didn't intend to scare you." Yours, don't be afraid."

Wen Yunting wanted to push him away, but was afraid of touching his stomach, so he twisted his arms and pinched him.The door of the ward was pushed open, and the doctor on duty came in with a report in his hand.

"It's acute erosive gastritis caused by excessive drinking, and no other symptoms have been found for the time being," the doctor handed the report to Wen Yunting, "I'll go get the medicine right away, fast for 24 hours, and see how the stomach is doing tomorrow. Sample."

Wen Yunting nodded, and went out with the doctor, looking at the diagnosis on the report, he asked softly: "Doctor, is his stomach problem serious?"

"It's nothing serious, the damage to the gastric mucosa is not that big, but this disease has a lot to do with eating habits, so we need to pay attention to maintenance." The doctor advised, "Cooking at home should be as light as possible with less oil and salt, and the diet should be light as possible. Your husband should reduce smoking, alcohol, coffee, and strong tea. Young people, don’t make fun of your body. Many gastric cancers are developed from erosive gastritis.”

Wen Yunting nodded quickly, remembering what the doctor said.After the nurse prepared the medicine, he hung water for Song Yan, and Wen Yunting sat beside him and watched him, asking him how he was feeling from time to time, whether his stomach still hurts, and whether he had any uncomfortable symptoms.

The stomach didn't continue to bleed, and the cramping pain improved a lot. Song Yan leaned on the bed, took Wen Yunting's hand, and found that it was past twelve o'clock in the blink of an eye, and asked, "Tingting, do you want to sleep?"

They live in a single ward. Although the bed is still a small bed, there is a wide sofa next to it, and there is also a small bed for family members to accompany the bed.Wen Yunting shook his head, Song Yan was completely scared away by the exhaustion of his long-distance travel, and now he is not sleepy at all, and he asked Shen Zhehang for leave, he will not go to the company for a few days, and he has to take care of Song Yan.

During the hanging water, Song Yan chatted with Wen Yunting, he said: "Could this be the bloody disaster I'm about to experience? If it's true, then I can accept it, as long as there is nothing else."

Wen Yunting didn't believe in these mysterious things, he said seriously with a straight face: "Your stomach needs to be taken care of, don't drink alcohol these days, I'll find a nutritious recipe, and I'll cook three meals a day for you."

Song Yan was flattered: "Tingting, I should serve you when you are preparing for pregnancy..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wen Yunting lowered his head with a serious expression, "You'd better take care of yourself, if you scare me like this again, I'll get divorced right away! I'd rather break up with you now than be widowed one day in the future."

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Early the next morning, Sun Meiru rushed to the hospital after receiving the news, and was so worried that she anxiously asked how Wen Yunting's son was doing.After a night of emotional precipitation, Wen Yunting had already calmed down, and said lightly: "It's okay, I just drank too much and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood,"

Sun Meiru saw that his reaction was so indifferent, she quietly complained to Song Yan, what's going on, you vomited blood, why does he still look indifferent.Song Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said in a low voice: "Shh, don't mention this, Ting Ting cried in fright last night, but today is better. Just pretend you don't know, and don't ask those who have it or not."

Sun Meiru was surprised, looked outside the door, and lowered her voice: "Are you crying? I can't imagine seeing his face kept so serious."

Song Yan chuckled, who said otherwise? From outsiders' point of view, it seems that he has paid more between him and Wen Yunting, holding Wen Yunting in his palm and pampering him, but in reality?Wen Yunting's feelings for him are much deeper and stronger, but he doesn't like to show it, only he can understand it.

After staying in the hospital for three days, Song Yan was in a stable condition and was discharged home smoothly.When Xu Yao heard that he vomited blood after drinking, he was also startled. He gritted his teeth and scolded the Mongols for being cruel. Don't come to Shanghai in the future. He won't be able to leave when he comes!

Song Yan also felt unlucky, it was all caused by the Mongols, he frightened his wife so badly that he did not contact her in the future, and never drank with him again.

Wen Yunting was speechless, obviously he insisted on drinking so much that his stomach bleeds, and he felt embarrassed to blame others.If you really don't want to drink, it's useless to put a knife on your neck. This "bloody disaster" is completely self-inflicted.

In order to regulate Song Yan's stomach, Wen Yunting tried his best to cook by himself every day. Sometimes he was too busy, so he called the restaurant to order food, and ordered Huaiyang dishes with a light taste.Originally, he was the only one to be a rabbit, but now it's all right, Song Yanshang came to accompany him to be a rabbit, and he never tried the heavy Sichuan and Hunan cuisine.

In a blink of an eye, after the New Year, Wen Yunting finished his medicine and went for a checkup again.This time the result was a little worse than last time. The indicator that has been unable to keep up with it is still the same, and there are two parameters that are slightly behind.Chi Ruoyan speculated that Wen Yunting's constitution was not sensitive and had a high tolerance to drugs. After discussing with the research institute, he revised the drug regimen for Wen Yunting, replaced several drugs, and added traditional Chinese medicine formulas for conditioning.

Song Yan specially asked someone to bring back a casserole from Jingdezhen to cook Chinese medicine for his daughter-in-law. Every day, he personally cooks the medicine for him.When the pitch-black concoction was served, Wen Yunting really had a sense of "Da Lang, drink the medicine", but in order to prepare for pregnancy, he endured it, and it was so bitter that his facial features were dislocated.

"Damn, what's in it? How can it be so bitter?!" Wen Yunting wiped his mouth, Song Yan opened the can of candied fruit, and fed him one: "Good medicine tastes bitter, traditional Chinese medicine is milder, listen to Chi Ruoyan Said the effect is pretty good, just get over it.”

The process of preparing for pregnancy was extremely difficult. One day when Song Yan went to Hong Kong, Wen Yunting and Shen Zhehang had dinner together. When they talked about giving birth, they couldn't help pouring out their bitterness: "It's really painful. I'm old and I'm not sensitive to drugs. I have taken a lot of medicine and the effect is not good, now I have to drink Chinese medicine every day, and my five sense organs are so bitter that they are out of place, it is really fatal." Shen Zhehang propped his forehead and looked at him very delicately: "Then... is it possible that I can't give birth? "

Wen Yunting was startled, and shook his head in a daze.He never considered this possibility. He went to check and said that the indicators could not keep up, but he didn't beat him to death with a stick.Hearing Shen Zhehang's mention, Wen Yunting frowned, suddenly feeling that this possibility also exists.

After all, his age is stuck, and the process of preparing for pregnancy has not been smooth, what if he can't give birth at all?He's already ready to take care of his husband and raise his children with a big belly, and then tell him "I'm sorry Mr. Wen, you, an Alpha, can't have children", isn't it just kidding?

In order to hide his unease, Wen Yunting smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's best not to have a baby, I'm eager to have a baby, it just cuts off Song Yan's thoughts."

After a period of time, Wen Yunting would think of this question at every turn. Whatever was in his mind, his emotions would be displayed on his face. Song Yan found that his daughter-in-law was depressed, and asked, "What's wrong? Something happened to Jixing?"

Wen Yunting shook his head, he leaned on Song Yan's leg, raised his head and looked at him, and suddenly asked: "Song Yan, what should I do if I really can't give birth?"

Song Yan touched his cheek, moved his fingers to the tip of his nose and pinched it, and said indifferently: "Then go and adopt one, at least I tried it, if it really doesn't happen, it's God's will, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Wen Yunting didn't speak, Song Yan said with a smile: "Why do you ask this suddenly? I asked Chi Ruoyan. Although some indicators can't keep up, the overall situation is not bad. It doesn't mean there is no hope at all."

"I regret agreeing more and more." Wen Yunting covered his eyes and sighed, "The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, not only me, but also you, your parents, and my parents. In the end, the bamboo basket fetches water. Isn't it too uncomfortable to be empty?"

"But if you don't try, don't you have no hope?" Song Yan bowed his head and kissed his forehead, "No one else needs to worry about it. Your emotional state is the most important thing. Don't feel pressured, don't take it to heart."

Wen Yunting nodded, closed his eyes, and tried his best to relax.In fact, he didn't care about other people's feelings, what he was afraid of seeing was Song Yan's disappointed expression, which affected him more than anything else.

After taking the traditional Chinese medicine for another three months, Chi Ruoyan revised the prescription again and changed it to a Chinese patent medicine.Wen Yunting heaved a sigh of relief, finally no longer need to be poisoned by traditional Chinese medicine.Chi Ruoyan was turning the pen in his hand, frowning, and his expression was a little dignified, Wen Yunting asked cautiously: "Is the result not good?"

"We are friends. I don't want to comfort you. It is true that the index gap is widening." Chi Ruoyan pointed to several indexes that lagged behind in the previous inspections. Compared with the normal interval values ​​later, they are indeed far behind. a distance.According to the normal process, as the time of taking the medicine increases, the hormones that support the growth of the uterus will double, but the growth of hormones in Wen Yunting's body is very flat, and the gap with the standard value is also widening.

Wen Yunting stared at the report and asked, "Does this mean that there is no need to continue taking medicine?"

"It's not that far yet, but..." Chi Ruoyan hesitated to speak, Wen Yunting smiled: "It's okay, just tell me, you will know sooner or later."

"At present, it has not reached the critical point, but according to the comprehensive data of your nine months, maybe the next time you come to do an inspection, the gap in the data will be even wider." Chi Ruoyan thought about his words, "This is It’s okay for me to lie to you about such things, you can continue to take medicine now, and come back for a checkup after three months, although the hope of keeping up with the target is slim, but miracles are possible.”

Wen Yunting was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly: "Prescribe the medicine, by the way, don't tell Song Yan."

Chi Ruoyan helped him redeploy the plan, Wen Yunting went back with the medicine, took a deep breath, and pretended nothing happened.Song Yan asked the chef of the Song family's old house to make three delicacies hot pot at home. The ingredients used were fresh and clean. When he saw Wen Yunting came back, he went to help him bring the medicine: "How is it?"

Wen Yunting shrugged: "It's okay, it's almost the same as last time, let's continue to take it. But this time there is no traditional Chinese medicine, and I changed it to a Chinese patent medicine."

Song Yan looked at the bag, didn't ask any more questions, and took his wife to eat hot pot.Wen Yunting held the chopsticks: "I asked you to check your stomach, have you gone?"

"I've gone, and I'm fine. The doctor said that I'm almost recovered." Afraid that Wen Yunting would not believe it, he even took out the report of the gastroscope, and Wen Yunting only glanced at it before pushing his hand away: "Take Take it away, let's eat, seeing this kind of thing loses your appetite."

Song Yan was aggrieved, obviously it was his wife who brought it up, and she blamed him for spoiling his appetite by taking out the report.After eating the hot pot to his heart's content, Wen Yunting went to study the gastroscopy report and found that several tests were normal, so he nodded: "Well, you can lift the ban, and I will continue to be a rabbit."

Song Yan chuckled, hugged him from behind, and touched his belly: "You will be completely free after you give birth."

On the surface, Wen Yunting still let him go, but there was a layer of cloud in his heart, which could not dissipate for a long time.

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With uneasiness and psychological pressure, Wen Yunting finished taking the medicine for another three months, and went to Zhisheng Hospital for an index check for the fourth time when he was preparing for pregnancy for a whole year.This time Chi Ruoyan didn't rush to prescribe medicine for him, but asked him to come back in two days.

Song Yan just happened to go abroad for inspection, and this time it took a long time, about five days.At this time, Wen Yunting hoped that he would be around and that he would not be around. After two days of torment, he went to Chi Ruoyan's place. There were two reports on the table.

"I had a video conference with the expert group of the research institute. This is a comprehensive consultation they made based on the data model." Chi Ruoyan handed him the report on the left, and Wen Yunting took it over. All data indicators are listed in it. Compared with the normal data range, it clearly shows a downward trend.

"The other effects are not very big, only the most critical one, the indicator linked to progesterone has not been able to keep up, so according to the calculated data model, the possibility of conception is very low. These two experts and I The team has repeatedly confirmed that their conclusions are the same, so..." Chi Ruoyan sighed, "After a comprehensive analysis, the age factor has a great influence, and your age is just stuck at the age critical line for the second generation of SAXRY , so the effect will be unsatisfactory.”

Wen Yunting was stunned for a long time, then nodded lightly: "...Well, I understand, it won't happen, right, I can guess."

"It is indeed a pity that any technology applied to the human body will have a certain success rate. Even if it is a fairly mature caesarean section, medical accidents will occur. The original success rate of the double-A technology is between 50% and 70%. Many Alphas who are younger than you also have cases of pregnancy failure, so don't be sad." Chi Ruoyan comforted, "The third-generation drug is under development, it is more effective than the second-generation drug, and the requirements for the age line are also relaxed. It’s time to try again.”

Wen Yunting shook his head and smiled: "No need, I'm tired after tossing around for so long, what if the next attempt still fails?"

He glanced at the report again, and asked, "Does this mean that I can stop taking drugs and get rid of the ban? Can I smoke and drink?"

Chi Ruoyan nodded, Wen Yunting put on a relaxed attitude, thanked him and went home to sleep with his head covered. It happened that there was a business trip to Sichuan the next day, and when he came back two days later, he asked Shen Zhehang out for a drink at night.

He reported the good news to Shen Zhehang, that he would not have to give birth, and he was completely relieved.Shen Zhehang asked him the reason, and he took out the report, frankly saying that the data could not keep up, the last checkup was done a few days ago, he was sentenced to death, and the possibility of pregnancy is unlikely.

He gulped down a glass of beer, filled it again, and said with a smile: "You still not celebrating with me? Well, I said it earlier, any child that Alpha gives birth to is the work of Omega, how can it steal other people's work. "

Shen Zhehang sat on the side, staring at Wen Yunting quietly, watching him perform exaggerated and relaxed gestures, and finally pressed his hand.

"Don't drink if you're sad."

Wen Yunting was startled, and said in a daze: "I'm not sad."

He's not sad, he can't tell what he's feeling in his heart right now, a feeling of powerlessness arises from the inside out, he's a little confused what the hard work of this year is for, in the end it's all in vain, someone else had a dream and there is a short-lived beauty memories, but he has nothing.

"Song Yan really wants a child." Wen Yunting's voice was dull, "He has hardly gone out to socialize this year. As long as I am at home, he will definitely get home before me."

"I thought it was all good, and I discussed with me to get ovulation injections, and I will give birth to two at a time, and I will stop giving birth after suffering once. It turns out that I can't give birth to one, isn't it ridiculous?"

Wen Yunting raised his head and sighed quietly: "Do you remember the last time we talked about this? At that time, I felt that I would not be able to give birth, and I mentioned it to Song Yan. He said it doesn't matter, and I will adopt one in the future, but I Clearly he definitely wanted a child of his own."

Shen Zhehang comforted him and asked the waiter to bring a pack of cigarettes, opened one for himself, and handed one to Wen Yunting.The two leaned together to light the cigarette, Wen Yunting closed his eyes and smiled: "This is the right life, this is the life an Alpha should live, right?"

He returned home smelling of cigarettes and alcohol, and when he opened the door, he found that the light in the house was on, and there was a pair of familiar shoes in the entrance, which meant that Song Yan had returned.

"Where did you go?" Song Yan grabbed his arm, with a surprised tone, "Where did you go to drink?"

Wen Yunting raised his arm to block his hand, he was a little dizzy, so he could only sit down and change his shoes.Song Yan also squatted down, and asked patiently, "Tingting, why did you drink? What happened?"

Wen Yunting raised his head, blushing on his cheeks, and asked back: "Why can't I drink? You can drink a few cups for a person with stomach bleeding, what can I do?"

"..." Song Yan reached out and stroked his hair, "You know, your situation is different. Be good, what's the matter?"

"I can't give birth."

Song Yan was stunned: "You mean..."

"I said I can't have a baby!" Wen Yunting pushed his hand away, lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, "It's impossible, Song Yan, it's impossible for us to have a child."

There was silence in the living room. After a while, Song Yan stretched out his arms to hug Wen Yunting, and stroked his black hair: "Then it won't happen, it's my fault, and we won't talk about it again in the future."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-2804:27:18~2020-05-2823:43:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Koala loves to sleep one;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：晚十二30瓶；落昀凰20瓶；荒野10瓶；面条超好吃8瓶；胖娃娃2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!