Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

"I have been by your side these few days, but I didn't show up. You are in a very bad condition now, I have to take you to the hospital to see..." Fu Ling took a step forward and helped her to falter. body of.

Wen Cheng still resisted Fu Ling's approach, she just wanted to push Fu Ling away.

Unexpectedly, Fu Ling scolded: "Wen Orange, when will you be stubborn? I know, you don't like me, but you must give me a chance? This opportunity is not only for me, but also for our children. An opportunity for this. Do you really want your child to grow up in an unsound family without a father from birth?"

"Do you think this is fair to the child? Is it fair to me? I am the father of the child, and you are so uncomfortable now. Why should I do some of my duties as a father?"

Fu Ling's questioning made Wen Cheng speechless.

She lowered her eyes and felt that what Fu Ling said made sense.

This child is not hers alone, and Fu Ling is also the child's father.

He should do some responsibilities for the child.

Wen Cheng did not push Fu Ling away anymore, she whispered: "You are right, I was wrong..."

Fu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, his heart felt distressed.

He held Wen Cheng and brought her back to the room.

Helping Wen Cheng to sit down on the sofa, he curled his eyebrows to look at Wen Cheng's haggard appearance.

"I'll take you to the hospital to see...how can I not eat for a long time."

Wen Cheng raised her eyes and looked at Fu Ling.

"Okay, I listen to you..."

Fu Ling's originally gloomy face only eased somewhat.

"You sit here for a while, I'll make a call and call for a car to come..."

Wen Orange nodded.

About ten minutes or so, the car stopped in front of the hotel.

Fu Ling hugged Wen Cheng and got into the car.

At first, Wen Cheng didn't want Fu Ling to hold her.

Fu Ling ignored her objection, hugged her and left, completely ignoring her struggle.

Wen Cheng didn't have much strength at all, so after struggling for a while, she didn't struggle anymore.

She was a little uncomfortable leaning against his arms, listening quietly, his heart beating suddenly.

She bit her lips and slowly raised her head to see Fu Ling.

But I found this man, when he was serious, was quite scary.

Fu Ling took Wen Cheng to the hospital for a series of checkups.

The inspection results showed that everything in Wencheng was normal.

Fu Ling frowned and asked the doctor: "She can't eat anything all day, and she can vomit if she drinks a little water... If this continues, her body will definitely be overwhelmed. Doctor, think of a way to make her feel better. Right..."

The doctor explained with a smile: "Mr. Fu, this is a normal phenomenon in the early stages of pregnancy. You don't need to worry too much. After a few days, this symptom will gradually improve. In this way, I will prescribe some salt water to compensate for physical strength. If Miss Wen It's too uncomfortable, just hang some salt water for her..."

"Is there no other way?" Fu Ling asked worriedly.

"There is no other way, the only thing that can be done is to survive..." the doctor sighed back.

Fu Ling calmly walked out of the clinic holding Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng raised her eyes and looked at his gloomy face, she whispered.

"I'm fine, I can get through it for the sake of the child. Don't worry, it will have no effect on the child."

Fu Ling glanced at Wen Orange coldly, and said angrily.

"Am I worried about the child?"