"Yiran, why are you here?" Zhuo Qianyun asked.

"Ye Wenming notified me." Ling Yiran approached and took a deep breath and said, "Sister Zhuo, you have surgery. Now, it is the last chance. If you give up this opportunity, then your illness will really not turn around."

"Yes!" Zhuo Qianyun suddenly became a little anxious, obviously afraid that Xiaoyan would know her condition.

But now, Ling Yiran said in front of the child that he just hoped that Xiao Yan could let Zhuo Qianyun take this bet.

"Sister Zhuo, I know that a few months are precious to you. You are afraid that once you gamble, you will not even have a few months. But... if you win the bet, you can see Xiaoyan grow up/human."

Ling Yiran said, paused, and stroked his bulging abdomen, "Just like me, I am also betting that if I had chosen to reduce the fetus, it might be safer, but as a mother, no matter which of the three children, it would be difficult, so I decided to gamble this with the children."

"Sister Zhuo, you have to bet on this with yourself now. If you really miss this opportunity, you said, Xiao Yan will blame you when he grows up in the future? You blame you for not betting on this, you blame you for leaving him too early, and you will bet on decades with him in a few months, and you will not lose money!"

Zhuo Qianyun's body trembled and her eyes looked at her confused son.

Will it be? Will Xiaoyan blame her in the future?

Although the little guy didn't quite understand what the adults were talking about, he understood one thing, "Mommy, I don't want you to leave me, I want you to grow up with me, I will grow up soon, and when I grow up, I can protect my mother!"

Zhuo Qianyun burst into tears.

The little guy quickly climbed onto the bed, wiped the hot tears of his mother with his tender little hands.

At this moment, Ye Wenming suddenly pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, "I...I want to talk to Qianyun alone, is that okay?"

Everyone in the ward was stunned. The little guy looked like he was facing a great enemy. Although his father took his mother to the hospital, he was still afraid that his father would hurt his mother.

Zhuo Qianyun's eyes were still filled with tears, and she looked at Ye Wenming who was standing not far away.

I never thought that the entanglement between her and this man would be much deeper than she had imagined.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Mom, you guys, take Xiaoyan out for a while, I will be alone with him."

"I won't go out, I want to protect my mommy." Xiao Yan said with wide eyes.

Zhuo Qianyun rubbed her son's little head, "You are guarding the ward outside. If your mother is in danger, then your mother will call you, and then you come in and protect your mother, okay?"

Although Zhuo Yan is a smart and precocious child, he is only 4 years old after all. After hearing what his mother said, he thought about it and thought it would be fine, so he lit up his little head.

The group walked out of the ward, and suddenly, there were only Zhuo Qianyun and Ye Wenming left in the huge ward.

Ye Wenming stood a little crampedly, feeling that under the other party's gaze, he was so nervous at this moment, as if he was about to go to the execution ground.
Chapter completed!