Chapter 1132: No One Will Help You

She hurled all the things she could find, then curled up and cried.

When Pei Ziheng when out, he had to wait for the nurse to come in to check her temperature. She looked up and asked the nurse hoarsely, "Am I pregnant?"

The nurse looked at her tears and was shocked. She thought for a while before answering, "Yes, Miss Xia Ling, you have been pregnant for nine weeks. Don't cry, it will hurt your body."

She cried even more fiercely, her feelings hard to suppress.

The nurse was overwhelmed and hesitated on how to comfort her. She listened to her ask, "This child... can it be aborted?"

Aborted?!

The nurse was taken aback. However, in this VIP ward service, she had seen all kinds of wealthy people and knew what kind of things could happen. Xia Ling was famous. People all over the world knew that she was still not married, and did not even have a boyfriend. The origin of the child was a mystery and would make her awkward.

She guessed in her heart,Is the child Pei Ziheng's?

But Pei Ziheng was just engaged with Wang Jingwan, and then something had happened to Wang Jingwan...

The nurse suddenly shuddered and didn't dare to think about it anymore. She replied, "Technically, it is not impossible to kill it. Miss Xia, you have been pregnant for nine weeks. I am afraid that the flow of taking medicine for abortion may not be clean. It is best to do suction surgery. But the suction surgery can only be done before the tenth week, if it is done any later, you might not be able to be pregnant anymore and might have more and more damage done to your body. If you have really decided to abort the baby, please think clearly as soon as possible."

Xia Ling wanted to say that she had already thought about it, but something prevented her from saying it out. The palm of her hand was unconsciously placed on her lower abdomen. Although it was still flat and seemed like there was no movement at all, when she thought of giving birth to a small life, she felt warm and happy.

This was her child.

The child of Pei Ziheng she had been looking forward to for many years.

If it had been two months ago, she would have been delighted with its arrival, but now everything had changed.

The nurse looked at her expression carefully. "You think about it again." After completing the routine inspection, she left without hesitation, lest she be involved in the troubles of these rich people.

Xia Ling pondered over it and could not fall asleep. The next morning, she found the attending physician weakly and said, "Give me an abortion."

The attending doctor did not dare to answer, and asked, "Have you discussed with Mr. Pei?"

She was furious. "This is my own child, why would I discuss with him!"

The attending doctor swallowed and said, "He... he is the father of the child, after all..."

"Who told you that he is the father of the child?!" Xia Ling was so angry that she burst out loud. "Have you seen a father who would like his child to be illegitimate? He is not worthy!"

She scolded him, and the attending doctor did not dare to answer. He did not dare provoke her. If anything was to happen to the fetus, all the medical staff here would suffer terrible consequences. The two were deadlocked. Suddenly, the attending doctor saw a figure behind her and said quickly, "Mr. Pei."

Xia Ling also turned his head and saw that Pei Ziheng was standing behind her, wearing a dark gray suit with a tight seam. Under the dim skylight of the long corridor, his face was half-hidden in the shadows.

Pei Ziheng said to the attending physician in a low voice, "This is not your business."

The attending doctor secretly sighed a breath of relief and walked away quickly.

Pei Ziheng looked down at Xia Ling. "I said that no one would help you with surgery."

She glared at him, and then gradually turned to beg. "Let me get rid of him, or let's get married. The doctor said that the child is already nine weeks old, and it will be harder to abort in the future."

Now that she was still young, she was still able to do it and get better early.

But he was indifferent.

Looking at his expressionless face, Xia Ling's heart got colder and colder, as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

After a few days in the hospital, Pei Ziheng took her home.

Xia Ling wanted to abort the child, so she refused to eat well and practiced difficult dances all day long in the practice room. She even beat her stomach with her hands... However, she didn't know if she was too healthy or the child was too tough, but even after persistently tossing for a few days, the child still did not die.

Pei Ziheng took her to the hospital for review. The doctor smiled and said, "Congratulations to the two of you, the fetus is very healthy. It is probably due to the amount of exercise of the mother that was sufficient enough to maintain adequate blood supply and nutrition."

Xia Ling was so angry she almost vomited blood.

Pei Ziheng took her hand steadily and asked, "Can we see the sex of the fetus?"

The doctor looked at the image carefully and said apologetically, "It's blocked. I can't see it now. When it grows up and moves around, we will be able to see it in four or five months."

There was disappointment in Pei Ziheng's eyes.

Xia Ling sneered. "Do you care a lot about your child's gender?"

Pei Ziheng bowed his head and gently rubbed her fingertips before saying, "Both son and daughter are good."

She heard people say that many men like boys, what if she gave birth to a daughter that he was disgusted with? Suddenly, she laughed at herself. She didn't want to keep it anyway, so what was the difference between it being a boy or girl?

He seemed to see through her mind and said, "If it is a little princess, it must be as beautiful as you."

His tone was full of tenderness.

She was a little embarrassed and whispered, "I hope she is not too beautiful." So what if it was beautiful? If she was as ugly as other people, she would not be seen by him at the orphanage, and there would not be so many twists and turns later. Beautiful women suffered unhappy fates, so it was better to be ordinary.

Pei Ziheng did not say anything and gently hugged her and went outside.

This was a good phenomenon. Xiao Ling had begun to ponder what her daughter would grow up to be like. It seemed she was not so firm on abortion. As long as he treated her well and kept a close eye on her, there was always a way to get her to give birth to the child. When the time was over, she would be tied to him in this life.

Xia Ling did not have such a complicated mind, and she returned home without words.

It was already deep winter, and the rose flower in the yard had already withered. Only the ivy swayed quietly in the thin mist. Nanny Zhou saw them coming back and quickly came up to help her. She said with a smile, "I stewed the hoof soup, sir. You can feed Miss a little, and the two of you can replenish your body with it."

Xia Ling knew there was no point refusing, so she obediently drank a few spoonfuls. She then pushed the bowl away and gave the excuse of morning sickness. Pei Ziheng looked at her with a frown. "You can't keep eating so little."

She said, "I'm in a bad mood."

Pei Ziheng asked, "How can I make you feel better?"

She sneered. "You know how."

He was not tempted, and only said calmly, "You also know that it is impossible."