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Jiang Wan looked up, and there was something flickering in her eyes.

Between him and her, I missed too much, and the relationship is like this, you have to maintain it with your heart, the heart-piercing pain of being forced to separate, she never wants to feel it again.

She wanted to stand with him, forever and ever...

"Me too." The man's voice was soft, shaking in her ear.

A bright smile appeared on Jiang Wan's face, dispelling the exhaustion in her eyes, she stood up, and pressed a kiss on Chu Wei's forehead.

"Go to work, I'm fine here by myself." Jiang Wan got up from the table and pushed Chu Wei's shoulder. She didn't want Chu Wei to feel that she was always the one to take care of.

But just as she stood firmly, her head suddenly went blank as if short-circuited, and her whole body seemed to lose strength in an instant. She shook her heavy head vigorously, but in the next second, she fell heavily into the man's body. in the arms.

The bright office seemed to have turned off the lights. She only felt that when her eyes went dark, she lost consciousness...

In the ward of Chu's Affiliated Hospital, the air was filled with the smell of clean disinfectant, and the bright light shone on Jiang Wan's pale face, making her look even more lifeless. The woman closed her eyes tightly, as if she had no signs of life, quietly. Lie there quietly.

Outside the door of the ward, Chu Wei looked in through the glass window with a worried face, his expression was a little complicated.

"Uncle Gu, when will Wanwan wake up?" Chu Weijian frowned and asked in a low voice.

Gu Qian flipped through the medical records, and hurriedly signed a few words at the corner of the page, looking very low-key: "Xiao Wei, I'll tell you, with Jiang Wan's current body, I'm afraid she can't support this child..."

I'm afraid I can't support this child?

As soon as the doctor's words came out, Chu Wei, who was already in a low mood, felt cold in an instant, and his eyes widened subconsciously: "What do you mean by that?"

Gu Qian pursed her lips. Jiang Wan suffered from dystocia when she gave birth to Xiao Yi, and she was drenched in the heavy rain for a long time within two days of giving birth. Since then, her physical fitness has not been as good as before, and she is engaged in the design industry. It is not regular, and the root cause of the disease that fell during the confinement period has not been rectified.

"When Wan Wan gave birth to Xiao Yi, her body's vitality was almost exhausted, and she couldn't recuperate well all these years, otherwise, she wouldn't always faint due to excessive fatigue... Her pregnancy reaction is relatively strong, With her current physical condition, it is almost impossible for her to sustain childbirth."

Dr. Gu thought for a while, but still left some leeway when speaking.

Chu Wei stared blankly at the woman lying in the ward, unable to believe that this kind of thing would happen to her.My heart seemed to be frozen in an instant, making it difficult to beat.

He doesn't want to make himself so utilitarian, but he has to admit that the umbilical cord blood of the child in Jiang Wan's stomach is the only hope to save Xiaoyi at present. Could it be that God really wants to be so cruel to them and make them lose two children at the same time? ?

"Think about it carefully. Right now, all I can do is try my best to help her recuperate her body, but there is little hope. You should be prepared." Gu Qian's eyes dimmed, and he left the ward without staying any longer.

Gu Qian has been Xiaoyi's attending physician for five years. During these five years, like Chu Wei, he has been looking forward to miracles all the time, but life is so unsatisfactory. was ruthlessly wiped out.

In the corridor outside the ward door, the breathing light flickered on and off, Chu Wei stood alone in the shadows, making it hard to see his expression.

"Daddy... Is Mommy sick?"

I don't know how long he stayed outside the door, but Chu Wei, who was in a daze, was brought back to reality by an immature child's voice. He subconsciously looked down and saw that the boy was pouted and pulling at the corner of his clothes.

"Mummy is fine." Seeing his son's unhappy look, Chu Wei naturally suppressed the worry in his eyes. He twitched the corners of his mouth, but failed to pull out a proper smile.

"Daddy, you don't need to comfort me, I know, Mommy must be sick, Xiao Xiaoyi's younger brother and sister are also sick, right?" The boy shook Chu Wei's arm, his blinking eyes were about to overflow with tears.

"Does Xiao Yi's disease need the umbilical cord blood of his younger siblings to be cured?" Xiao Yi looked up at Chu Wei, and when he mentioned the word "umbilical cord blood", he was inevitably a little strange.

He is five years older, and he has been in the hospital for five years. Since he was sensible, he has heard the nurses talk about him more than once. In fact, he has long known that the baby in Mommy's belly is because of him existing.

Hearing the child's words, Chu Wei froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Xiao Yi's long eyelashes fluttered, and seeing that Dabi didn't respond, he smiled to himself: "Dad, in fact, Xiao Yi doesn't need to be so fast, Xiao Yi wants to see Dabi and Mommy happy. together..."

Chu Wei looked down at Xiao Yi, he never expected his son to say such a thing.But he didn't know what was wrong, the more innocent the smile on Xiao Yi's face, the more distressed he was.

Sometimes, time is like an omnipotent angel, which can help people heal trauma and gradually understand something.

Perhaps letting nature take its course is the best choice.

It was already deep winter, and even though the heater was turned on in the corridor, there was no trace of warmth. Chu Wei sent Xiao Yi back to the ward, coaxed him to sleep, and hurried back to see Jiang Wan.

The light in the long corridor was a little dark. Chu Wei took the soup that Mama Wu had just sent, and pushed open the door of the ward. The light in the ward was very strong. Chu Wei subconsciously squinted his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he found that The bed was empty.

"Wanwan?" Seeing the scene in front of him, Chu Wei instantly became nervous. He glanced at the room, feeling more and more frightened the more he looked.

Did she leave him secretly like last time?
Chu Wei threw down the soup in his hand, strode towards the elevator entrance, picked up the mobile phone with trembling hands, and dialed Jiang Wan's number. The beeps tugged at his heart, and after fourteen beeps, the familiar service tone sounded.

In Esla's design room, under the light yellow light, Jiang Wan was carefully drawing the design draft, when the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, Jiang Wan frowned, and looked up.

The man stood at the door panting, the broken hair on his forehead was stained with sweat, and was soaked in a large area. He stared at the woman frowning at him under the light. Was filled to the brim.

"Why didn't you tell me, and came back by yourself?" Chu Wei opened his mouth, wanting to tell her body, but when he thought about the child, he didn't say anything.

Jiang Wan's eyes were wide open, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her sneaking back. The moment she saw Chu Wei, she couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth, and she waved to Chu Wei, signaling him to come over here.

"This year's theme flower is daylilies. I have searched a lot of information before, but I have no inspiration. When I woke up just now, I suddenly thought that it has something to do with maternal love. Maybe the baby in my stomach gave me inspiration..."

With a faint smile on her face, the woman pushed the design draft on the table to Chu Wei's side.

Chu Wei glanced down, the design draft is a dress similar to "maternity dress", the details are carefully designed, every part is designed for the convenience of pregnant women, and the shape is just right to show the woman's appearance Curve, this is undoubtedly a work full of maternal love.

"Maybe you can't find inspiration, so he sensed it, and I came up with ideas for Mommy." Chu Wei's eyes flicked on the design draft, and he didn't even dare to look into Jiang Wan's expectant eyes. Doctor Gu Qian's words were like a wake-up call. , lingering in his ears inappropriately.

"What's wrong with you, are you too tired?" Jiang Wan noticed the change in his expression, got up and walked to his side.

The man shook his head and smiled, "No, it's just that Wanwan's design is too good, I couldn't help admiring it more..."

Because of the burst of inspiration, Jiang Wan made the first draft of the design within a short period of time. After that, she recuperated her body while tinkering with the design. The pace was not too tense.

Chu Wei and Jiang Wan returned to China early because they were worried about the media's overexposure. Ye Su waited for the limelight in France to fade away before returning to China. Only three days left.

Jiang Wan's work is coming to an end, and she has sent the final product to the organizer. Although Ye Su has not been in the industry for a long time, with her years of experience in the workplace, she has conducted a series of analysis on the current market before the big show. Relying on her sensitivity to the market, when Jiang Wan's work "Angel" was sent out, she carried out relevant publicity for the female market.

Due to the public opinion of the media and the power of the entire women's market, Jiang Wan's work was selected as "the most anticipated work" on an international website before it was exhibited. Influenced by Jiang Wan's work, there was a wave of "maternal love" in the whole of Britain. ’ Boom, the maternity dress not only captured the hearts of expecting mothers, but was also included in the women’s liberation movement by the way.

Everything was developing in the right direction as Ye Su expected, and Jiang Wan's enthusiasm continued to increase, and she was only waiting for the last fight in the big show.

Because of Jiang Wan's health, she did not go to the Wanhua Show in person. In Esla's design room, Jiang Wan sat at the table with a calm face, flipping through the comments under the relevant news.

His long and slender fingers were groping around the mouse wheel, and the more he scrolled down, the more he felt uneasy. The result of this big show is related to Asla's future development, and it is also related to her years of dreams. accomplish……

Jiang Wan stared at the computer screen, but did not notice that the door of the design room was pushed open.

"It turns out that Ms. Jiang, who has experienced so many storms, will be so nervous?" A familiar female voice suddenly sounded, and Jiang Wan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and looked up.

Xiao Kaiyan was wearing a light blue coat, a white handmade scarf casually draped over her shoulders, and on her long chestnut wavy hair, there were scattered ice crystals made from snowflakes.

Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows and sized her up, a trace of imperceptible disdain flashed in her eyes: "It's beyond my expectation that you can still come out."