What should I do if my ex-boyfriend is pregnant with my child?

"He's in a dangerous state, mainly because he doesn't want to wake up, and the one in his stomach—"

Song Yang's eyes were full of pain, and his hoarse voice said, "I only want him to be good."

Lu Feng understood the meaning of Song Yang's words, as long as Ji Yanqing is good, the child doesn't care about anything, loves someone to the bone, and can only pretend to be one person in his eyes.Lu Feng understood this kind of pain. He was unwilling when Huating insisted on giving birth to Huahua, but he didn't want Huating to be sad.

"It might be better for him to have a child in his current state." Lu Feng sighed again, "Besides, it is too rare for a man to have a child. There is no precedent for miscarriage. It is very likely that something will happen to Ji Yanqing."

It was a dilemma, which was why Lu Feng tried his best to ask the gynecologist from their hospital to come over and stabilize it first.Back then when Huating was pregnant with a child and his body was in that state, it was impossible for Lu Feng to abort her. On the contrary, it was because of Huahua that Huating's physical condition recovered.

Song Yang's eyes never moved away from Ji Yanqing's face, his trembling hands caressed Ji Yanqing's bloodless face, "No matter what, I only want him to live."

"He doesn't want to wake up now. You'd better find someone he cares about and talk to him more. If it's still like this after a long time, I can't guarantee anything."

After Lu Feng finished speaking, he glanced at Song Yang, the bandaged leg faintly leaked blood, but he seemed to feel no pain, he struggled to sit on the edge of the hospital bed, and wanted to take care of Ji Yanqing with his own hands, so he couldn't help but frowned, " You don't want Ji Yanqing to wake up and see that you are a cripple, so stop tormenting your body."

Song Yang continued to wipe Ji Yanqing's sweat, not caring whether he was limping or not.

"You don't want Ji Yanqing to support you with a big belly, do you?" Lu Feng asked coldly.

Song Yang's hands froze, he held the towel tightly, and looked back at Lu Feng forcefully and coldly.

"He'll be all right."

However, Lu Feng could see the fear behind Song Yang's toughness. Who could have imagined that the ruthless President Song, who dominates the shopping malls, would seek peace of mind from him one day.But as a doctor, Lu Feng couldn't give an affirmative answer, so he could only comfort him in a friend's tone: "Yangbao is so cute, Ji Yanqing should be reluctant to let go."

Song Yang's eyes dimmed a little. The person Ji Yanqing cared about was never him, but he figured it out at the moment of life and death, and he will never force Ji Yanqing to do anything in this life.

"How's the baby sheep?"

"You just remembered that you still have a son." Lu Feng stabbed a sentence. After Song Yang woke up, all his thoughts were on Ji Yanqing. Yang Bao seemed to be ignored, but seeing Song Yang's cold face, Lu Feng knew he was To put it bluntly, he doesn't know who is the most important in Ji Yanqing's heart, but in Song Yang's heart, no one can match Ji Yanqing, including his own son.

Lu Feng didn't persuade him too much, Song Yang valued Ji Yanqing so much in his heart, and would take good care of Yang Bao so that Ji Yanqing could wake up earlier.

In the evening, Zhao Xiaoxiao came with an insulated box, opened the door and came in, and saw Yang Bao sitting next to Ji Yanqing, holding Ji Yanqing with his fleshy hands, as if protecting the territory, with his fat body blocking Song Yang's eyes, Song Yang Yang looked through Yang Bao and landed on the hospital bed.

"...I know you hate me, as long as you wake up, you can torture me however you want."

Yang Bao glanced at Song Yang, stared at Song Yang with a straight face, "Bad uncle!"

"Yang Bao has a broken rib, and it hurts when he speaks. Get up and tell him to be good, and the child in his belly doesn't want to sleep anymore..." Song Yang's eyes were deeply painful, "Dear Darling, how are you getting up?"

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, and she took two steps, and carried Yang Bao to the small hospital bed next to her. Seeing Yang Bao struggling, she coaxed: "Yang Bao eats first, and then sees Dad when he is full, otherwise Dad will worry about you." .”

Yang Bao held back his breath and held back the tears in his eyes, and looked at Zhao Xiaoxiao, "You are as bad as a bad uncle!"

"Baby Yang, daddy will be sad when he wakes up tomorrow and sees Bao Yang not eating." Zhao Xiaoxiao coaxed Bao Yang and served porridge for the child. The nanny Su Wanling invited over made Song Yang rush back. Song Yang still looked at Ji Yanqing, and couldn't help but sighed, "I'll let my aunt come over to take care of you and Ji Yanqing, let's eat first—"

Seeing that Song Yang was still treating outsiders with a look of reluctance and only looking at Ji Yanqing, Zhao Xiaoxiao also became angry, and stuffed the porridge into Song Yang's hands, "If you don't eat it, you will die, and when Ji Yanqing wakes up, you can relieve your anger. There is no need to bother to revenge you!"

Song Yang didn't speak, didn't even give Ji Yanqing a look, and kept looking at Ji Yanqing, Zhao Xiaoxiao was angrily silent for a while, and then said: "There is a message from the police station that your brakes were sabotaged, and now it's a murder case. "

Hearing the word "brake", Song Yang's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and finally he was willing to look away, glanced at Zhao Xiaoxiao, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Zhao Xiaoxiao vented all her anger, and left after a few words of relief. He still had to be on duty.

Auntie Zhao came here at eight o'clock. She is in her 40s. She is fat and has wrinkles. She brought a day's worth of soup when she came. She was a little timid when she saw the cold Song Yang, but she saw the chubby sheep with a big white face. Baoshi suddenly aroused love, whispered in a low voice that he was pitiful, hugged Baoyang without letting go, wiped his body and fed soup, he was very good at taking care of people.

The ward is a suite, and Yang Bao's small bed was originally next to Ji Yanqing, but Song Yang moved in again, and now there are more aunts, the place is suddenly crowded.In the end, the nurse moved Yang Bao outside, and the aunt followed. Seeing that others had left, Song Yang dragged his immobile leg to Ji Yanqing's bed.

The two beds were pushed together, but even so, when Song Yang got on Ji Yanqing's bed, his forehead was covered with sweat and his lips were all white.

He turned sideways, endured the pain in his legs from being pressed, put his arms around Ji Yanqing, rubbed his chin against the top of Ji Yanqing's hair, the two of them were close to each other, as if they could infect each other's body temperature, Song Yang felt the temperature of Ji Yanqing's body , confirming that the person in his arms is still alive and nothing has happened.

Song Yang's eyes darkened as he traced the scar on Ji Yanqing's belly with his fingers. He noticed it when he went to bed for the first time, but at that time his eyes were completely blinded by hatred, and he didn't want Ji Yanqing to know that he still cared about him.

did not expect.......

monster.

Song Yang hated himself so much, his eyes were red, and he kissed Ji Yanqing on the top of his head, "You must hate me very much. When I said that about you, you must have hated me to death."

Holding Ji Yanqing in this way, his arms were numb and his legs were unconscious, Song Yang was still reluctant to let go.

He leaned into Ji Yanqing's ear in a low voice, speaking in a low and hoarse voice, intermittently talking about the past, saying what he thought of, without logic, but when he said it, there was tenderness and smile in his eyes, which was deeply buried in his memory. The details can now be turned over.

.......

Until the middle of the night, Song Yang fell asleep unknowingly, and Ji Yanqing's eyelids, who had closed her eyes tightly on the bed, moved slightly, just for a moment, as fast as an illusion.

Zhao Xiaoxiao dropped by on the night shift and saw that the ward was empty.

"Where's Auntie?"

"Mr. Song's leg is seriously injured. The nurse only found out at six o'clock in the morning. It's my fault. He's in the emergency room now."

Zhao Xiaoxiao walked towards the emergency room, and heard her aunt say from behind: "Xiaoxiao, Mr. Ji woke up, but asked to move out, and Bao Yang was also taken away."

Speaking of this, Auntie is a little sad, she likes that plump and vain fat boy Yang Bao's very much.

"Ji Yanqing is awake?" Zhao Xiaoxiao was stunned, and went to Ji Yanqing's ward first when she went out. Through the door, she heard Yang Bao holding Ji Yanqing and crying. Ji Yanqing lowered her eyes and patted Yang Bao's back. .

Ji Yanqing looked up, his face was still pale, and his expression was very cold. Seeing that it was Zhao Xiaoxiao, the coldness in his eyes faded a little.

Zhao Xiaoxiao was stunned. The moment Ji Yanqing raised her head just now, she seemed to be back when they met for the first time.

He joked with Song Yang, saying that Song Yang is playing with men now, and he has a fight with Zhang Zhe. Before Song Yang had time to deal with him, Ji Yanqing heard him, and his face was like this.

He apologized again and again for the incident.

When we met again five years later, Ji Yanqing was considered a friend to him, and he never looked like this today.

Very strange.

"When did you wake up? How do you feel?" Facing Ji Yanqing's strange expression, Zhao Xiaoxiao spoke politely.

Yang Bao's sobbing stopped, his face was still buried in Ji Yanqing's chest, and he said sullenly: "He has given Yang Bao a meal."

"It's okay to wake up in the morning." Ji Yanqing patted Yang Bao's back, "Call someone."

Yang Bao called out sullenly, with a listless expression, Ji Yanqing was out of spirits, with a pale face and few words.

Zhao Xiaoxiao understood the meaning, said something politely, turned around and left, and stopped at the door.

"Yangzi's leg is badly injured and he may be limping."

Ji Yanqing didn't lift her eyelids, she lay on the bed without speaking.

Zhao Xiaoxiao already knew that Ji Yanqing held a grudge against Song Yang, he didn't know what happened to the two of them, anyway, it was hard work afterwards, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, love is quite torturous, and it's unclear what went back and forth.

Song Yang's leg was already serious, and he didn't take care of himself, so the injury worsened.

When pushed to the ward and saw the empty bed, Song Yang looked crazy, looking for someone everywhere, Zhao Xiaoxiao pressed the person, and shouted: "Don't move around, don't you want this leg anymore?!"

"What about my dear?"

Zhao Xiaoxiao wanted to swear, but seeing her friend anxious, she told the truth, "I woke up this morning, and I don't want to live with you, so I took Yang Bao to the next door."

Joy welled up in Song Yang's eyes, "Just wake up, I want to see him."

Pushing the person to the next door, Ji Yanqing happened to be drinking soup, and when he looked up, he met Song Yang who was in the wheelchair.

Ji Yanqing put down the spoon and glanced coldly at Song Yang.

"roll."

Song Yang swallowed back what he was going to say, the brilliance in his eyes was still there, and he was very happy, "It's just that you're fine." He hesitated for a while, but still said, "The child is fine."

Ji Yanqing's face turned pale when she heard the last sentence, as if thinking of something, she looked at Song Yang with cold and lifeless eyes.

"You don't need to remind me, I don't want to see you anymore."

Song Yang subconsciously understood that Ji Yanqing had misunderstood him, thinking that when he mentioned the child he meant him as a monster.

"I didn't mean that, dear, I didn't know what you said was true, I was wrong—"

"Song Yang, you don't need to apologize to me." Ji Yanqing's heart was ashamed, "There is nothing to say between us. I don't have the slightest feeling for you now. You can go."

Song Yang wanted to say something else, but when he saw Ji Yanqing's pale face and slightly raised jaw, he knew that the other party was trying to hold back his composure. He knew Ji Yanqing too well, and his original words must have hurt Ji Yanqing's pride Thoroughly.

"I'll go first, you take good care of yourself." Song Yang looked at Ji Yanqing with a serious and firm expression, "Whether it was five years ago or now, I have never stopped loving you at every moment."

After Zhao Xiaoxiao pushed Song Yang away, Ji Yanqing's straight back softened all of a sudden. He leaned on the bed and stared at the door, his eyes were full of coldness, and he didn't waver at all.

Ji Yanqing recovered very quickly, the most important thing was the one in the stomach, when it was delivered there was really a sign of miscarriage, the rest were flesh wounds, the car window glass was smashed on the back, the first aid time was to pull out the glass piece from the back and it would be useless It took a lot of effort.

But now, in less than three days, nothing happened, although his face was still a little pale.

He deliberately avoided the fact that there was still a child in his stomach, and even thought about why he didn't lose it in the car accident, but the child in his stomach was deeply rooted in his stomach like a weed, and became more and more stable.

"The condition is very good. It should be five weeks. If ordinary pregnant women are in this state, their children will be gone. It seems that the little guy has a deep desire to survive!"

After the routine inspection, the doctor gave some instructions and left.

With a pale face and downcast eyes, Ji Yanqing touched her smooth belly, as if she had returned to five years ago.

"But this time no one can hurt us."

Compared with Ji Yanqing's quick recovery, Yang Bao is more pitiful. He hurt his ribs, and he was involved in eating and coughing. He couldn't even eat meat. It hurts to chew, so he could only drink porridge. The face has a small pointed chin.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Song is here again."

The accompanying aunt sympathized with Song Yang, but she was taking Ji Yanqing's money, so she could only do things according to her orders, but she was inclined towards Song Yang in her heart. If the two friends had something to say, just talk to each other. Now they get along like boyfriend and girlfriend. Song Yang is coaxing, this Mr. Ji is too tempered......

The poor Yang Bao on the bed regained his energy immediately when he heard that Song Yang was coming. He was very ambivalent about this bad uncle, hating and liking it at the same time.

Bao Yang's eyes lit up when he thought of Rourou, but he didn't dare to speak, so he just stared at his father.

"Please come in." Ji Yanqing pursed her lips and said coldly.

The escort wanted to help Song Yang push the wheelchair, but Song Yang refused, and he pushed it in front of Ji Yanqing himself, with a thermos on his lap.

"Zhou Ji's porridge, I asked to put more meat, so it's so rotten that you don't need to chew it."

Bao Yang's mouth was about to drool, but he didn't go up directly, turned to look at his father, Ji Yanqing didn't nod.

Song Yang put the porridge at the end of the bed, "Yangbao can't keep up with the nutrition of drinking porridge every day. This store does a good job, and the queue has been waiting for a long time. I bought a lot, and you can drink it too. It nourishes blood."

"Song Yang, you don't need to spend all this effort, it's useless."

Ji Yanqing looked cold, "I don't love you anymore."