For example, blood sugar—sotis high, sotis low—could even lead to fainting spells.
It’s been exhausting for everyone.
Qin Miaomiao nearly fainted again from high blood sugar. After finally feeling a little better, she leaned against Lu Qing, gasping for breath.
Lu Qing’s gaze toward her grew increasingly heavy.
"Husband, what if I can’t make it through this? What then?"
"You will make it. You have to."
"What if I don’t?"
"Don’t say such foolish things anymore, alright?"
Qin Miaomiao’s face looked a bit pale. "Alright, I know. I just feel like life can be so fragile sotis. Husband, promise one thing."
"What thing?"
"If sothing really bad happens at that ti, I want you to save our three children. Promise ."
Lu Qing turned his head to look at her, his gaze filled with resolve:
"No, I will only save you."
"Husband..."
"If you’re gone, what’s the point of anything else for ?"
"But, they are our children."
"Without you, the children an nothing to . Only you—you are my everything in this life, you know that?"
Her husband’s words deeply moved her, but they also sent her into profound contemplation.
The closer it ca to this mont, the calr she beca. If things went terribly wrong, she was willing to trade her life for the lives of their three children.
She reached out to Ou Beichen and brought up this matter. Xiao Chen imdiately interrupted her:
"Don’t even think about it, Sister. I’ll protect you."
"Xiao Chen, I’m your elder sister. Listen to . If sothing really goes wrong and your brother-in-law loses his mind, you have to stay rational, understand?"
Ou Beichen lifted his gaze to her. His eyes slowly reddened.
"Sister, if sothing happens to you, I won’t be able to stay rational. I just want you alive."
Well, reasoning with this kid is pointless. Truly a headache.
Finally, she approached Ninth Uncle to discuss it.
Ninth Uncle was a figure of wisdom, a sagacious man. She believed that if sothing unexpected happened, he could remain calm.
"Ninth Uncle, if things go south, I hope you can help save my three children. Will you?"
The always composed and self-controlled Ninth Uncle remained silent for a long ti before speaking:
"That won’t happen."
"Ninth Uncle..."
"I said, that won’t happen."
Ninth Uncle’s expression turned chillingly cold. Qin Miaomiao couldn’t continue, but deep down, she knew—there were so things that couldn’t be avoided, no matter how much one wanted to.
The complications during pregnancy had already signaled sothing. When the mont ca, the situation might not be optimistic.
She needed to start preparing.
However, neither Lu Qing, Xiao Chen, nor Ninth Uncle could be reasoned with.
If no one stays rational, what would happen if things really took a turn for the worse?
After she left, Mr. Jiu summoned Xiao Chen to his room.
"Your sister talked to you about this, didn’t she?"
At that mont, Ou Beichen looked calm. Having been shaped through Mr. Jiu’s deliberate guidance, he had grown capable of handling matters independently.
"Yes."
"If your sister truly cannot hold on..."
Ou Beichen imdiately interrupted him. "No. I won’t let that happen."
Mr. Jiu chuckled helplessly. "You really are cut from the sa cloth. The due date is just a few months away. Judging from Little Jin’er’s situation, I doubt she’ll make it to the due date. When the ti cos, if sothing happens, look after those three children. As for Lu Qing, I know him all too well. He doesn’t truly care deeply for anyone, but if Little Jin’er encounters trouble, he will surely lose his mind. I’ll have to keep him in check. So, the children—they’ll be your responsibility when the ti cos."
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