Zhou Ma's gentle persuasion brought Nan Yan back to her senses. She clenched the sheets on one side, her lips trembling a little.
How could this make her speak?
Nan Yan's heart was beating fast, but looking at Zhou Ma's loving face, she couldn't speak.
"Madam, don't worry. Your husband is a measured person. You should take a good rest first. If anything happens, the two of you can just discuss it."
The heartwarming words instantly made Nanyan's nose sore.
Her eyes turned red and tears fell uncontrollably.
"Madam, don't cry, you have been wronged!" Zhou's mother thought it was because of what happened before.
The unconscious comfort made Nan Yan feel even more guilty.
She choked and wiped away her tears before speaking with difficulty: "Aunt Zhou...can you make an appointment with the gynecologist for me? I want...to have a good check-up."
When Zhou Ma heard this, she thought she had already thought about it.
He immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get it for you right now. There's food here -"
She stood up and brought the things to Nan Yan: "Eat something first, don't go hungry, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."
Nan Yan's meticulous actions made Nan Yan's heart feel like a knife.
She nodded silently and could only mechanically pick up the spoon and eat it one bite at a time.
His mind was still in chaos, and tears pattered down his cheeks and fell into the porridge.
Nan Yan lowered her eyelashes and looked at her belly, her eyes gradually becoming sharper.
This is not a little life at all, but a little devil, a seed of evil.
No matter what, she couldn't keep this child!
The examinations were quickly arranged, and Nanyan checked them one by one. The last one was a color ultrasound.
When the medical staff squeezed the cold lubricant onto her lower abdomen, Nan Yan's whole body tensed up.
"Relax, Ms. Gu, I need to see clearly before I can record the data."
The roller slid gently on the lower abdomen, taking in the shape of the embryo clearly bit by bit.
After the examination, Nan Yan took the materials and went to the outpatient clinic, where a middle-aged female doctor was present.
She looked at the list on the medical record carefully and then said: "All the data looks pretty good. Ms. Gu, your progesterone is a bit low and you may need some miscarriage injections -"
"Doctor, I don't want this child."
Nan Yan interrupted her, and in the doctor's stunned eyes, she struggled to explain: "I...I'm getting divorced, so...there is no need to keep this child."
She never had the courage to tell what happened that night.
The female doctor sighed, looked at the examination form, and then said: "You said you took emergency contraceptive pills before, and there was slight bleeding, but it did not affect the child's health. Are you sure you don't want it?"
With such tenacious vitality and some previous cases, the female doctor was really a little bit sad.
Nan Yan lowered her eyelashes, glanced at her still somewhat flat belly, and gritted her teeth. Although she understood the doctor's intention, she finally made up her mind:
"No, doctor, when can I make an appointment for surgery?"
Seeing that she could not be persuaded, the female doctor could only sign and said: "It's still a little small now, and it may take about half a month. Since it has been decided, I will make an appointment for you."
Nan Yan responded, signed some series of orders, and then walked out.
This is the obstetrics and gynecology department. There are many pregnant women with bulging bellies, accompanied by their husbands or relatives and friends, lining up in the corridor.
Looking at those expectant and loving faces, Nan Yan's heart ached even more.
Children should indeed be born out of love and expectation, and such an unexpected product will only remind Nan Yan of that terrifying night.
Nan Yan closed her eyes, feeling cold all over, but even so, she still felt cold sweat break out on her forehead, and her stomach twisted, causing her to run to the bathroom immediately.
She rushed into a single room, feeling so overwhelmed that she vomited everything she had eaten.
Until nothing could be vomited out, Nan Yan stood up in exhaustion, pressed the flush button, and weakly held on to the wall to see if he could stand firm.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk!"
There was a knock on the door of the cubicle. Nan Yan looked up unexpectedly and heard a pleasant voice.
"Hello, little sister, are you vomiting?"
The gentle concern made Nan Yan put down her guard. When she opened the door, she saw a woman with a slightly bulging belly, handing over a pack of pink tissues.
"Are you newly pregnant? I'll give you some paper and this."
As she spoke, she took out two candies from the small bag she was carrying.
"Rinse your mouth and hold this in your mouth. It will feel better."
The light green candy lay in the palm of her hand, but Nan Yan hesitated a little.
When the woman opposite saw this, she smiled kindly and explained: "I was like this before. My husband prepared these things. It will be fine after three months."
Hearing this, Nan Yan couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Your husband is so kind to you."
"Yes, he likes children very much, but seeing how hard it was for me to be pregnant, he said he only wanted one."
The woman said, with a happy smile on her round face.
Nan Yan felt a little bitter in her heart.
She couldn't bear to tell her own things, for fear of ruining other people's happiness.
Quickly taking the candy, Nan Yan tried her best to smile and said, "Thank you very much."
"It's a small thing, no thanks. By the way, you can also ask your husband to prepare some of these things, they are very useful!"
Her husband...
Nan Yan's eyelashes drooped, and there was pain flowing through his eyes.
Her husband would not welcome this child at all.
"I know...but thank you anyway." Nan Yan answered with force.
The woman nodded, then turned and left.
The conversation between the two came to his ears clearly, and the expression on Song Yihuan's face, who was hiding in the cubicle, was almost uncontrollable.
Gu Nanyan...is actually pregnant?
Her pupils were dilated, and her beautiful eyes almost burst out of fire!
How is it possible, just once, how could that bitch get pregnant? !
Song Yihuan was going crazy with jealousy. She clenched her fists and dug her nails into her palms.
She originally wanted to take advantage of the rare opportunity to be alone last night to have something happen with Ah Jing, but she didn't expect that he actually had a fever.
Song Yihuan was so frightened that she pushed Gu Nanyan down. Who would have thought that she would fall down with just a push.
He even fainted!
With the purpose of inquiring about information, Song Yihuan quietly came to the hospital, but unexpectedly, she heard such a conversation in the bathroom!
She wished she could rush out right now and get rid of that woman!
Song Yihuan gritted her teeth, her eyes fell on the mobile phone in her hand, and an idea suddenly came to her mind.
Ah Jing...hadn't he always suspected that Gu Nanyan had a lover outside?
If that's the case...
Song Yihuan's eyes slowly calmed down, and after a while, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Gu Nanyan, I will definitely make this child of yours a weapon to kill you!
While thinking about it, she had already taken out her mobile phone and called Lu Huaijing directly.
