Divorce contract: President please sign

After hanging up the phone, he turned around. Mo Changan sat on the hospital bed and looked at him. Seeing his rare nervous appearance, Mo Changan suddenly felt comforted. She didn't say anything, but gently grabbed Shen Boyan's hand.

"Don't worry so much. Actually... maybe it's okay. The doctor said it might be a physiological bleeding, which is normal. I think I can feel that she's still there." Mo Changan smiled slightly, looking at his nervous appearance, She felt less nervous, as if he could share her nervousness.

Shen Boyan sighed softly, and sat beside her, "It was supposed to be me who comforted you not to worry and be afraid, but you woman always put the cart before the horse."

Mo Chang'an didn't answer, but still held Shen Boyan's hand. After a while, as if hesitating to organize his words, he called him softly, "Shen Boyan."

"Well. Yes."

"Although I have always wanted to tell myself that your current attitude is due to your worry and nervousness about Little Pudding. But I think it can also be understood as, you are worried about me?"

He glanced sideways and saw the expression on her face, calm, waiting for his answer.

Shen Boyan paused for a moment, then nodded, "I was worried about you, and of course there is Pudding."

"So, can it be understood that you like me too?" Mo Changan asked this sentence, as if exhausting all his strength, the cruel words he once said to her in Qiao's conference room on the day of receiving the certificate, She was still vivid in his memory, and he told her not to fall in love with her forever, otherwise he would know how big a mistake this marriage was.

Shen Boyan froze for a moment, the momentary daze in his eyes was rare.Mo Chang'an clearly grasped it, so to her, his answer is no longer important, a look is enough for her to understand everything.

Like a flash of inspiration, her words seemed to remind him of something.Shen Boyan suddenly began to realize his feelings for Mo Changan in his heart, maybe it was not as simple as "try it" before.

Shen Boyan's expression remained fixed, and he suddenly realized something.

Oh, Shen Boyan, admit it, this woman, you already like her.

"Shut up, lie on the bed, and have a good rest. My aunt will be here soon, and nothing will happen." Even though he said this, the expression on his face was already a little awkward, which might be called shy.

Mo Chang'an didn't say anything anymore, some bubbles of joy gradually filled up in his heart...he was supported by him and lay down on the bed.

Not long after lying down, someone walked in from the door of the ward.

"Boss." Qi Ming came in and called just that, and saw that Mo Changan was not asleep, so he smiled and said, "Miss Boss, are you okay? Meng Cheng was worried outside and didn't dare to come in. She was about to cry. "

Mo Changan smiled slightly, resting his head on Shen Boyan's arm, "I'm fine, but I don't know what kind of temper Little Pudding is having. If you're worried about Meng Cheng, go out and let her in."

"Let's wait." After speaking, Qi Ming said to the door, "Please come in, Dean Meng."

After saying this, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in at the door, with a respectful expression on his face, and hurried towards the hospital bed, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Mo, it's a long way to welcome you."

Shen Boyan frowned, just wondering why this person's words are so unpleasant?

What does it mean to have a big presence and a long way to go?Please, this is a hospital!

He frowned slightly and said, "I don't need to say polite words, Dean Meng, I believe you know that Shen's daily allocation of funds to your hospital is clear even if I don't mention it. My wife is admitted to the hospital. I hope to get the best service and treatment. Don't fool me with mediocre doctors. Or next time, you won't get a check with my name on it."

Mo Chang'an was a little helpless, in fact, there was no need to intimidate the dean like this, it was not easy for him, even when he was old, he still nodded and bowed to him with a smiley face.

As a result of such intimidation, Mo Chang'an's ward suddenly became lively, and the obstetrics and gynecology experts and attending doctors all arrived for a consultation. Not only that, but also sent three special Professional nurses came to take care of Mo Changan.

For a while, people were a little at a loss. The current plan is that there is nothing wrong with Mo Changan's blood sample, uterus and cervix. Just do an ultrasound to determine whether it is physiological bleeding or a sign of miscarriage.

It's just that Shen Boyan was a little bit insistent, Yin Qingfang wasn't around, no one could use that plastic stick's ultrasound probe to put it in Mo Changan's body.

So when Yin Qingfang came over in a hurry, she thought something serious had happened, and when she received a call from Qi Ming, she said that she was extremely nervous. When she turned on another mobile phone, she saw all kinds of calls coming in, some from the hospital, some from departments, some Dean's...

She almost drove over from the lecture site all the way, and what she saw was such a scene, which made her a little helpless and angry at the same time. She walked directly to Shen Boyan, and then patted him angrily. "You bastard, you don't let Mo girl be examined, and you bully the doctors in my department. Are you crazy? You're going to lose your mind when you're about to become a father?"

After saying that, Yin Qingfang asked the other doctors in the room to go out, and even the nurses also drove out. She handled the situation herself, and Shen Boyan finally had no reason to stop the probe of the plastic stick from entering his wife's body.

He just kept frowning the whole time, until his eyes touched the gestational sac that Yin Qingfang pointed out to him on the screen, his brows gradually relaxed.

"Here, your daughter or son is here. At present, it seems that there is nothing abnormal. The six sex hormone tests are also normal. There is nothing strange about ordinary physiological bleeding. I will give you an injection of progesterone later, and then go home. Go, don't take up medical resources here, go back and drink plenty of water, pay attention to rest, change underwear frequently, don't use sanitary napkins to avoid increasing the risk of infection, you can't have sex, I repeat, you can't have sex."

Yin Qingfang clattered out a series of doctor's orders. To be honest, this young couple, one with a double master's degree from Cambridge University and the other with a double master's degree from Stanford University, are both extremely smart people.

So they actually listened to all these words, but they didn't seem to listen at all, because their eyes were all focused on the gestational sac on the screen.

"Did you hear what I said?" Yin Qingfang asked seriously, and the volume was a little louder to wake up the two of them.

But Mo Changan and Shen Boyan still did not move their eyes away, they just nodded in unison.

"Don't use sanitary pads to avoid infection." Shen Boyan said this sentence.

"You can't have intercourse." What Mo Changan said was this sentence.