Chapter 127 Production 8
Fu Yuan looked at Jiang Wen's stubborn and even unreasonable expression from the side, and still felt that Wen'er was not an unreasonable person in his heart.

Therefore, before Jiang Wuyou got angry, Fu Yuan stood up and stopped him, "Wuyou, there must be a reason for Wen'er's refusal to let my aunt take medicine, why don't you listen to what Wen'er thinks first?"

Jiang Wuyou took a deep breath, suppressed the anger rising in his heart, and said patiently, "Wen'er, if you disagree, you must give me a convincing reason, such a dispute, dragging time will only be bad for mother ".

"Because, because my mother would not agree to the medication, and if my mother refuses to agree, I will not agree." Jiang Wen looked a little sad, she knew that Mrs. Zhao would definitely not agree to the medication.

Mother does not agree with the medication, but, but,
Jiang Wuyou closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Wen'er, even if mother disagrees, shall we let her do that?"

Jiang Wen didn't speak, but looked gloomy. She knew how important the mother valued this child.

At that time, the mother's heart was already dead, and she was depressed all day long. If she hadn't been diagnosed with this child later, the mother took this as her spiritual sustenance, and she would get better day by day.

If the child is gone, Jiang Wen doesn't know, and he can't be sure whether his mother can survive this test under the heartbreak. Instead of that, it's better to fight now.

If you came to this world to witness the ruin of a family, to witness the passing of a life, to witness the dying of a loved one, then why did you come here?
Pull yourself out of the peaceful life and come here just to let yourself witness the joys and sorrows, witness these?Then why does God have to do it so many times?

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it's superfluous, just to let me witness all of this, I don't believe it, I don't believe it," Jiang Wen raised his head, and a crescent moon hung slantingly in the sky.

Looking at the crescent moon, Jiang Wen's red and swollen eyes shed a tear, and then his expression instantly became stubborn and crazy.

"Aunt Zhou, go and tell your mother that she will be able to deliver this baby safely, let her work hard for a while, and don't give up." Jiang Wen was stunned, and ordered coldly, as if no one could question it.

"Brother Fu Yuan, help me set up an incense case, I want to sacrifice to the gods" Jiang Wen looked at Fu Yuan firmly, his eyes were full of trust, now, my brother must think that he is crazy, he will not help himself, only Fu Yuan can help him , only he was willing to listen to himself explain the reason just now.

The old doctor looked at Jiang Wen with nothing but astonishment, nothing but shock, and murmured, "Crazy, this girl must be crazy from fright, she must be crazy from fright."

Jiang Wuyou picked up the medicinal herbs scattered on the ground, and went into the kitchen to decoct the medicine by himself. Zhou Qing'e didn't take Jiang Wen's words to heart, and went back to the delivery room to take care of Mrs. Zhao. Only Fu Yuan helped Jiang Wen set up the incense table silently. Not very convinced in my heart, Fu Yuan still wanted to help her.

"Mother, try your best, try your best, you will definitely be able to give birth to my brother, and he will be fine," Jiang Wen ordered loudly outside the delivery room, sure that Mrs. Zhao could hear her.

Looking at the incense table set up by Fu Yuan, Jiang Wen collected himself. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he knelt down straight, with a hint of ruthlessness and determination.

(End of this chapter)

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