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Chapter 395 Pregnancy

"vomit……"

Song Anhao lay on the sink, bowed her waist, and vomited for a long time, but she didn't vomit anything.

Shen Xiuran followed in. Seeing that she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, she stroked his back with distressed hands: "How do you feel? I called Jian Sling just now. He has an operation this morning, so I'll come over to you later look."

Song Anhao waved his hand, rinsed his mouth with water, and said with difficulty: "No, he can't treat my illness."

Shen Xiuran asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Anhao just kept panting, but didn't answer.

Although there is no diagnosis, she feels that it is almost inseparable.

She should be pregnant.

Calculated by time, her menstruation has indeed been delayed for half a month.

However, she didn't want to tell Shen Xiuran before she was sure, lest he be happy in vain.

She should go to the hospital for an examination later!

Seeing that she didn't answer, Shen Xiuran asked again impatiently: "What is the disease?"

Song An gave him a blank look: "Women are sick, what's the matter? Can Jian Sling still look at women's illnesses?"

As soon as these words came out, Shen Xiuran finally came to his senses, a suspicious blush appeared on his handsome face, his eyes flickered twice, his thin lips pursed, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and closed his mouth resentfully.

The early pregnancy reaction was too severe, and Song Anhao had no appetite at all in the morning. Under Shen Xiuran's coercion and temptation, she drank a bowl of bird's nest porridge before letting her go.

Song Anhao didn't go to the company, but went directly to the hospital.

After a series of tests the final diagnosis was made.

"Miss Song, congratulations. You have been pregnant for four and a half weeks. So far, the fetus is normal. This is the folic acid prescribed by the hospital. Take one pill every day. Come back for a review in a month."

Song Anhao held the result sheet, and the doctor's words were still in his ears.

I was so excited that it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

She is pregnant?

She is really pregnant!

She was actually pregnant with Shen Xiuran's child.

Song Anhao touched the still flat lower abdomen, thinking that a little life was being conceived inside, and couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart.

It's incredible.

If Shen Xiuran knew that she was pregnant, he would definitely be as excited as her!

She had to find a suitable opportunity to surprise him.

Song Anhao held the report sheet in one hand and the laboratory test sheet in the other. Just as he walked out of the hospital, he saw a familiar figure at the door.

It's Fu Yunlang.

Fu Yunlang was wearing a set of ordinary casual clothes, and helped an older woman to walk towards the inpatient department at the back.

The woman was pale and wrinkled, with a blue cap on her head, looking very haggard.

Judging by age and appearance, the woman resembled his mother.

Song Anhao put the report into his bag, took out a mask and put it on, followed them cautiously, and got on the elevator of the inpatient department.

The elevator stopped at the oncology department on the fifteenth floor.

When passing the nurse's desk, the woman stopped and said to Yun Lang: "I can go back to the ward by myself, and you can help me get the report from the doctor."

Fu Yunlang said worriedly: "I'd better help you back to the ward first!"

The woman smiled and said, "I just got a tumor, and I'm not disabled. I can walk by myself!"

Hearing this, Fu Yunlang nodded in agreement.

After separating from Fu Yunlang, the woman went to the ward opposite the nurse's station, while Fu Yunlang went to the doctor's office.

Song Anhao followed secretly to the doctor's office, and found the nearest place to sit down.

It is morning.

Many patients and family members came to the office to inquire. Doctors and nurses were surrounded by family members, so no one found Song Anhao.

Fu Yunlang took the report form from the doctor's hand, his complexion suddenly sank, and Jun's face turned pale.

"I have been undergoing chemotherapy for so long, why are there not so many cancer cells?"

The doctor sighed and said helplessly, "Chemotherapy is a conservative treatment. In your mother's case, you should have surgery as soon as possible. There may be a [-]% chance of a cure."

As soon as he heard the word 'operation', his face turned pale again, and he shook his head desperately.

"No, no surgery, absolutely no surgery..."

He was very emotional and obviously very resistant to surgery.

(End of this chapter)