The person on the bed was still sleeping, his face was scary. His lips were a little dry and cracked. Li Shaoyan got up and took a cotton swab dipped it in water, and was carefully wet. Seeing that her solid color finally became a little rosy, he felt a little relieved.

The vision fell on Song Yiran's abdomen inadvertently, and the bulge was not obvious, and it was impossible to tell that a small life was nurturing inside.

What he had eagerly anticipated and worked hard for came under such an unexpected situation. Li Shaoyan didn't know whether he should be glad or worried. McLaun's affairs were just the beginning. He was still there, and danger would accompany him.

Li Shaoyan's eyes became particularly complicated, and he thought of the dead Fu Zilie in an instant.

Song Yiran woke up and would be sad when she learned about Fu Zilie's affairs, right? If she told her that she was pregnant at this time, what would she think and do? In the early stages of pregnancy, Song Yiran could never work hard like she is now. She even had to think of Song Xiaomeng being protected.

With her feelings for Zilie and her hatred for McLaun, would she choose to avoid everything and take care of her baby?

Li Shaoyan suddenly didn't dare to think about it.

He didn't dare to gamble, even though he was unwilling to admit it in his heart, he still had vague concerns.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Song Yiran's cheek. Li Shaoyan's eyes were dark. It was like a silent swamp in the darkness. The surface was calm, but there were waves inside. Any person or object that approached would be swallowed in an instant the next second it was contacted.

"I'm pregnant? It's been over a month? Am I going to be my uncle again?"

Song Ming murmured with disbelief, the other person was still in the doctor's office. To be precise, one hand was still tightly grasping the white robe on the doctor's chest, and the other hand was still raised in the air, as if something suddenly pulled him away.

The poor doctor shivered under his fist, and his face was covered in green and purple, looking extremely terrifying.

Who is this person? He grabbed his collar as soon as he entered the door, and asked loudly while beating him. He thought that the family of a patient came to ask him to vent his anger. He trembled and figured out who he was asking for, and quickly explained the situation one by one.

Just as he finished speaking, it became the current situation.

"Sorry, I will be responsible for all your medical expenses, loss of work, mental loss."

After Song Ming finished speaking, he rushed out like a gust of wind. He couldn't wait to visit Song Yiran, and his lips couldn't help but rise, showing a silly smile. There was no way, this kind of joy from the heart was uncontrollable.

He could also understand Li Shaoyan's reaction before. I think he was also confused by the sudden news of Song Yiran's pregnancy. He was too excited, too surprised and too happy, and he would inevitably ignore the existence of others. Well, he understood, really.

As soon as Song Ming walked to the door of the ward, the door was opened from inside.

Li Shaoyan walked out expressionlessly, no, no, he couldn't say that he was expressionless. His face was not as joy as Song Ming thought, but instead had a bit of solemnity and depression. This made Song Ming uneasy again. He pushed Li Shaoyan away and was about to go to the ward.

"Ranran is still resting."

Li Shaoyan stepped forward quickly in front of Song Ming, and complex emotions surged in his sharp and dark eyes.

Song Ming couldn't see through it. Shouldn't he be happy when Ranran is pregnant?

Song Ming still knew his friends. He knew that Li Shaoyan must have thought of something. He couldn't help but frown, and he also thought of it. Thinking of Fu Zilie's death and his relationship with Song Yiran. When he was supposed to be sad, he accidentally learned that he had a baby, and anyone's mood would be contradictory and complicated.

"What are you worried about?"

Song Ming looked at Li Shaoyan and spoke directly. Their relationship did not need to be roundabout, and Song Ming also knew Li Shaoyan enough.

I have to say that one question has come directly to the point.

Li Shaoyan pursed his lips and looked at him silently, with the complexity and gloom in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.

Song Ming was a little unhappy. His sister got pregnant again for the sake of this man and almost had an abortion due to an accident. He actually responded like this. If it weren't for the worry of Song Yiran, Song Ming would have punched him long ago.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Ranran can't let go."

Li Shaoyan was silent for a long time and finally spoke, his voice was dry and dumb, as if he was suppressing something, and even Song Ming could hear his bitterness.

"You mean Fu Zilie's death?"

Li Shaoyan was silent again, and Song Ming knew that he had guessed correctly. He knew that Song Yiran and she could not ignore Fu Zilie's affairs. For a moment, he seemed to understand Li Shaoyan's worries.

"Even if you really can't let go, Ranran will be able to be sensible. You don't need to worry about this at all."

Song Ming frowned and said, his tone was not very good. Li Shaoyan curled his lips and showed a bitter smile. He leaned back against the wall, narrowing his eyes slightly to stare at the heavy darkness outside.

Perhaps stimulated by the bitter smile on his friend's face, Song Ming's expression became vicious in an instant. He suddenly raised his hand and punched him hard.

"Damn it, Li Shaoyan, you are still a man!"

Li Shaoyan's expression also became dangerous in an instant, with murderous aura in his sharp eyes, like an angry lion. He stared at Song Ming with a gloomy eyes and beat him back without hesitation. The two big men suddenly started fighting in the corridor outside the ward, but at the same time remember not to make more noises to wake up Song Yiran while resting.

So when Yi Xiaojiu and Lin Xuetong arrived at the hospital, they saw two ruthless men fighting.

"What's going on?"

Yi Xiaojiu frowned in confusion and muttered in a low voice. Ranran doesn’t know what’s going on now, why did these two fight?

Lin Xuetong looked at her coldly, standing aside and waiting for the two of them to separate when they were tired of fighting.

Two people with equal matches naturally cannot take advantage of each other when they fight, but no one suffers. As they fight, those fighting skills seem to have been abandoned. The only ones left are two men, the most primitive, fighting with fists.

He seemed to attack the opponent's weaknesses, and at the same time he was beaten by the opponent.

Even Yi Xiaojiu, who was watching, felt pain and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Half an hour later, the two of them gradually stopped. They leaned against the wall, opened their mouths and gasped. Their faces were covered with sweat, and the clothes on their chests were soaked. The wet fever was against their foreheads, looking a bit decadent and handsome.

"What's wrong with Ranran? Why are you two fighting?"

After the two of them took a break, Yi Xiaojiu immediately raised the question he was most concerned about.

Song Ming glanced at Li Shaoyan and saw that he was still silent, he snorted coldly with some dissatisfaction: "I'm pregnant, I'm a little unstable for more than a month. The previous fight made her feel uncomfortable and almost slipped."

"What?"

Yi Xiaojiu widened her eyes and her voice couldn't help but increase.

It seems that this news is not only shocked by Li Shaoyan and Song Ming.

Lin Xuetong didn't react much, but the instantaneous contraction of her pupils also showed her true psychology.

After that, all four of them were silent because they all knew each other, so although they had different ideas, they made the atmosphere stagnant.

Song Yiran didn't know what was going on outside and was still lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

The torment and long night finally passed. Li Shaoyan kept guarding the ward, staring at Song Yiran on the bed without blinking.

Such eager vision is difficult for ordinary people to ignore, let alone Song Yiran, who has extremely keen senses.

The thick eyelashes trembled a few times, and then slowly opened them. The sight of them was the standard white and blue color of the hospital. When I turned my head, I saw Li Shaoyan sitting in front of the sofa staring at me.

After a few seconds of chaos, Song Yiran suddenly sat up.

"Has the killer caught it?"

It was a little violent, and a familiar pain suddenly came from the lower abdomen. Song Yiran's face turned a little whiter than before, and she couldn't help but frowned.

Li Shaoyan immediately reacted, stood up and held Song Yiran's back and let her lie down slowly.

Looking at the anxiety and hatred on Song Yiran's face, Li Shaoyan's eyes became more and more complicated.

"Escape. He was ready for everything before, but Ye Qi was gone when he chased him."

Li Shaoyan said calmly, but his eyes remained on Song Yiran. Song Yiran, who was rational in anger, did not notice Li Shaoyan's abnormality at all. Her eyes were red and her face was full of murderous aura.

"Damn it! I'm going to find that man and kill him with my own hands!"

As she said that, Song Yiran was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but Li Shaoyan pressed her on her shoulder and pressed her tightly to let her lean back.

"Li Shaoyan, what are you doing?"

Song Yiran looked up at Li Shaoyan in anger. Seeing the complexity deep in the other party's black eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned. He felt like something was stabbed hard in his heart, and he forgot to struggle and looked at Li Shaoyan quietly.

What happened? The situation now seems to be not very correct.

Li Shaoyan leaned over and looked at Song Yiran quietly. His gentle gaze swept over her inch by inch, and finally stayed in his lower abdomen. He stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it on his palm. The skin under his palm was warm, and the little life he had long been looking forward to was nurturing.

Song Yiran looked at Li Shaoyan with confusion, not understanding what he was going to do.

"Li..."

"You're pregnant."

The two of them spoke at the same time, and Li Shaoyan's words immediately closed Song Yiran's mouth. She widened her eyes and looked at Li Shaoyan in front of her with disbelief. She thought he was joking, but the person in front of her looked serious and even a little solemn.

“How long has it been?”

"Forty-seven days, the fetus is still very small."

"It's been forty-seven days."

Song Yiran's voice was very light, as if she was sighing. She looked down at her lower abdomen, and suddenly remembered when she found out that she was pregnant with Xiaobao and Xiaomeng. At that time, she noticed it two months after she was pregnant, and her belly was slightly bulging because she was two.

This time, it was almost two months old. But it was too young, and even she herself didn't notice it.

So, did my abdominal pain last night also be due to pregnancy?

Song Yiran's expression suddenly became panicked. He grabbed Li Shaoyan's wrist and asked anxiously: "Are you okay in your baby? My stomach hurts so much last night, shouldn't it be..."

Seeing that Song Yiran's eyes were red and about to cry, Li Shaoyan quickly took the person in his arms to comfort him.

"It's okay, it's just that I almost slipped, and it's a little unstable. The doctor said it's better to take a rest for a while, don't worry."
Chapter completed!