help!My wife doesn't love wealthy families, she wants to divorce

When Nie Ran and Jing Yuting arrived at the hospital, Gu Niannian hadn't left yet, and Xia Baoer had already fallen asleep.

She glanced at the ward, but couldn't find Feng Yihan's figure, she couldn't help frowning, "Where's Feng Yihan?"

"He went out to buy food for Bao'er." Xia Rou explained.

Nie Ran understood, looking at Xia Baoer's calm face, felt distressed.

The little girl's previously chubby face has become a whole circle thinner, and even her pointed chin has come out. It can be seen how much the child has suffered since she got this disease.

Gu Niannian answered the phone temporarily and was leaving early.

"Let's talk, I have to leave beforehand."

"Be careful on the road."

Gu Niannian waved his hand and left.

Nie Ran asked about Xia Baoer's situation, and frowned when she learned that the little girl's test results had not yet come out.

"Why do you need such a troublesome inspection just because of a nosebleed?"

Xia Rou smiled helplessly, "This means that Bao'er's situation may not be very good?"

"It'll be fine, don't worry."

Nie Ran hugged Xia Rou to comfort her.

Jing Yuting couldn't talk about the topic between the two women, so he could only wait by the side.

Fortunately, Feng Yihan came back soon.

Two men emerged from the ward into the corridor outside.

"Have you ever thought about taking your child abroad for treatment?" Jing Yuting asked.

Feng Yihan laughed at himself.

"Naturally, I have thought about it, but I asked the relevant experts, and they all said that although foreign treatment methods sound loud, they can actually reach very few cases. On the contrary, because of the large population in China, doctors can reach them There are many cases, and the relevant treatment experience is much higher than that of foreign countries.

I thought about it and felt that this argument made sense. "

What's more, Bao'er's current situation still needs to wait for the inspection report. Before that, Feng Yihan didn't want the child to work too hard.

Jing Yuting did not refute his statement.

He patted Feng Yihan's shoulder and didn't say anything more.

"Okay, I've seen it, you guys go back quickly."

Half an hour later, Xia Rou urged Nie Ran to go back, "Xiao Yuchuan is still waiting for you two at home, go back, and come back another day when you have time."

Bao'er is already asleep, and a place like a hospital is not a good place, and Nie Ran still needs to breastfeed little Yu Chuan, so it would be bad if she gets infected with some bacteria or the like in the hospital.

"Okay, then let's go first, tell me if you need to."

Nie Ran didn't evade any further, and soon left the hospital with Jing Yuting.

It was already dark when he came out of the hospital. Sitting in the car and watching the busy traffic and feasting outside, Nie Ran sighed faintly.

Jing Yuting looked over and asked concerned, "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly thought, what should I do if it is our son who is sick?"

Although this statement is a little bit not good, Nie Ran is really thinking about this issue seriously.

If it was her own child who was sick, wouldn't she be insane?

Now it's just Bao'er who is so worried. If Xiao Yuchuan is replaced, Nie Ran dare not think about it.

Jing Yuting smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, I'm here. Besides, our son is doing well, what do you want to do?"

Well, too.

While waiting for the red light, Nie Ran took the initiative to lean over and kiss him on the cheek.

"Husband is right."

Jing Yuting glanced at her resentfully.

"As long as you can take the initiative in bed, I can't spare you."

Nie Ran laughed awkwardly.

If she's on the bed, she won't do anything, for fear of breaking her waist!

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Xia Baoer's inspection report came out a week later.

The doctor's expression is not very good, very serious.

Both Xia Rou and Feng Yihan felt a little uneasy.

"Doctor, what's the result?"

"It's not good, the patient's condition has deteriorated, it's worse than before."

Xia Rou's body swayed, and she almost failed to stand still.

"But didn't you say that my daughter's disease has a high cure rate? Didn't you say that the younger the child, the better the treatment effect? ​​Why is this the case now?"

"It is true, but it is clear that patients are not part of the group with high cure rates."

The doctor shook his head helplessly.

Feng Yihan's face was condensed, "Is there any other way to treat it?"

"Have."

The doctor's words rekindled hope for the two of them.

"Stem cell transplantation, but this requires the patient's immediate family to do the matching."

The doctor paused after finishing speaking, and looked at the two of them.

Xia Rou faintly felt a little uneasy, "Then what if there is no suitable immediate family member?"

"It's also a way for the two of you to regenerate one another and use the patient's brother or sister's umbilical cord blood to extract stem cells for transplantation."

The doctor's words made Xia Rou and Feng Yihan fall into silence at the same time.

After a while, Feng Yihan said in a heavy tone, "Let's do the matching first."

Xia Rou nodded silently.

Doctor, "Come with me."

Blood draw, matching.

It turned out that neither Xia Rou nor Feng Yihan was suitable.

In this way, only the second method can be carried out.

Give Bao'er a younger brother and sister.

Returning to the ward from the doctor's office, Xia Rou was in a messed up mood.

Feng Yihan was also rarely silent.

Xia Bao'er has been suffering from a low-grade fever for the past two days, and she sleeps for a long time, but she can also see the strangeness of her parents during the short waking time.

"Mommy, am I going to be bad?"

This time in the hospital again, Xia Baoer is much more sensible than before. Every time Xia Rou sees her daughter's prematurely sensible appearance, her heart aches and she can't breathe.

"Don't think about it, Bao'er is fine! You obediently listen to the doctor and take the medicine, and we can go home when the fever subsides."

Suppressing the sadness in her heart, Xia Rou comforted her daughter with a smile.

Xia Baoer lay quietly on the hospital bed and looked at her.

"Mommy, you're lying."

"how could be?"

Xia Rou had a sore nose and almost couldn't help crying.

She quickly raised a smile and pretended to be careless, "Mummy remembers that Bao'er said before that she wanted a younger brother or sister, do you still want it now?"

Xia Bao'er's eyes lit up, "Mum, are you and Dad going to give birth to younger brothers and sisters for me?"

"That's right, since it is Bao'er's wish to have younger siblings, of course Mommy has to satisfy Bao'er."

Xia Baoer's gaze suddenly passed her to the door of the ward, "Father."

"—"

Xia Rou turned her head, Feng Yihan stood at the door with an inscrutable expression, obviously heard what she said.

He died on the spot.

"Bao'er, rest first, Mommy has something to tell Dad, is that okay?"

Xia Baoer is very obedient, "Okay."

Xia Rou got up, came to Feng Yihan, and dragged him out.

The two came to the relatively quiet fire stairwell one after the other.

Feng Yihan, "Xia Rou—"

"I want to save Bao'er." Xia Rou interrupted him.

After several days of struggling, she has now made up her mind.

She wanted to save Bao'er, so she wanted to have another child with Feng Yihan.

No, she doesn't love him.