Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1512 Will I... Die?

Mengmeng covered her eyes with her hands the whole time, it was too cruel!
After breakfast, Young Master Chu took Yan Baozi to the hospital.

It was still the doctor from yesterday, with an amiable smile: "Sir, madam, you are here."

Yan Yiren nodded with a smile, and asked, "Doctor, is the examination report out?"

"The blood test came out." The doctor opened the desk drawer and took out the report.

Her face suddenly became a little heavy, "Sir, your wife has several unknown antibodies in her blood. As for the effect of these antibodies, I'm afraid I won't be able to find out for a while."

"Antibody?" Young Master Chu's voice was cold: "What's going on?"

Yan Yiren looked blank, "I don't know."

The doctor stood up and suggested: "As far as our hospital's medical conditions are concerned, we don't have the ability to study these antibodies. So, please take your wife to a hospital with relevant advantages for examination."

"You don't know what effect these antibodies have on her body?" Young Master Chu frowned, and a hint of worry surfaced in his heart.

The doctor nodded heavily.

Yan Yiren grasped his hand tightly, the blood on her face slowly faded, she asked in a daze, "Husband, what should I do?"

Master Chu held her hand instead, and comforted her in a low voice: "It's okay, don't scare yourself."

"Really?" Even though he was comforting himself, Yan Yiren already felt that something was wrong with him.

She returned to the presidential palace from the hospital yesterday, and she fell asleep until this morning.

The degree of lethargy was worse than when she was pregnant.

For no reason, these symptoms made her feel uneasy.

Young Master Chu took her out of the hospital and returned to the car. Yan Yiren's fingertips were cold, he held her hand, and kissed the back of her hand with his thin lips.

Young Master Chu smiled lightly and pinched her soft face: "What's the matter, why are you so sad?"

"Will I... die?"

Young Master Chu's smile froze at the corner of his lips, and he stared at her with deep eyes: "You won't. With me here, you won't die. I won't let you die."

How could he let her die when he finally came back?
The three of them had just been reunited, how could they let her die?
Master Chu refused to think about this hypothesis.

Yan Baozi will not die, because he does not allow it!
Yan Yiren was in a trance, seemed to be trapped in pessimism and couldn't extricate herself, she was muttering to herself.

"Will I die?"

"...I didn't eat anything."

"What exactly is going on?"

Young Master Chu pulled her to sit on his lap, let her head rest on his chest, and patted her back with one hand: "Stop thinking about it, leave everything to me, huh?"

Yan Yiren shook her head, she was right, her body trembled slightly, revealing her uneasiness.

Young Master Chu sighed, raised her chin with his fingertips, bowed his head and kissed her.

A kiss temporarily made her forget about this.

However, it is only temporary.

Back at the Presidential Palace, he ran over with a little heart, hugged Yan Yiren's leg, and raised his head high: "Mom, hug!"

Yan Yiren acted as if she hadn't heard it, she was in a trance, her eyes showed deep fear, and she muttered something thinly in her mouth.

The little boy didn't get a response, so he turned to ask Master Chu: "Father, why is Mom ignoring the little boy?"

Young Master Chu glanced at Yan Yiren worriedly, leaned over and hugged the little guy into his arms.

(End of this chapter)