"I’m not crazy, I just don’t want anything to happen to you."
Lin Yixun abruptly shook off his hand, her eyes red, "What does it matter to you if I’ve lost weight or not? I only want this child! I’ve said it, even if it costs my life, I will give birth to them!"
Lin Yixun took a deep breath, turned her back to him, and said in a low voice, "Leave now, I want to rest!"
The man stared at her, wanting to say sothing but stopping himself. He understood Lin Yixun; at this mont, nothing he said could change her decision.
Lin Yixun stayed in the hospital for a month, and her body indicators finally returned to normal, although just barely.
"Miss Lin, your body is temporarily stable now, but after being discharged, you must be extrely careful, no heavy lifting, and don’t overwork yourself."
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Doctor Cen."
"No need to thank , Yixiu and I have been friends for many years."
"Even so, thank you. Lately, we’ve troubled you a lot."
Although Lin Yixun was discharged from the hospital, little Yi Xun had to stay there.
Her illness had progressed to the middle stage, and the doctors used chemotherapy as the main treatnt. Due to the treatnt, various adverse reactions also began to appear.
"Mom, why have I lost so much hair? Will I turn into a little monk?" little Yi Xun muttered.
Lin Yixun stared at the pillow full of hair, her heart felt like it was being stabbed.
She stroked little Yi Xun’s head and forced a smile, "How could you beco a little monk? If anything, you would beco a little nun."
"I don’t want to be a little nun, I don’t want to be a little nun! I’m a little princess!"
"Alright, alright, my dear won’t be a little nun, you’ll be a little princess."
Besides losing hair in handfuls, another adverse reaction was vomiting.
Every ti Lin Yixun saw little Yi Xun vomit so much that her face turned pale, she wished she could trade ten or twenty years of her life to relieve her pain.
The physical adverse reactions made little Yi Xun start to realize sothing was wrong with her body.
"Mom, Dad, am I sick?"
"Our little princess has a cold, so of course you’re sick," Leng Yixiu said.
"But why isn’t the cold getting better? It feels so uncomfortable."
Hearing this, Lin Yixun’s eyes welled up with tears, and even Leng Yixiu, who usually remained stoic, showed a flash of pain in his eyes.
During the hospital stay, little Yi Xun was always very well-behaved and strong. Unlike other children, she was very quiet every ti she received an injection, enduring it without complaint. But now, this strong girl was starting to say she felt uncomfortable, indicating that she was in extre discomfort, even beyond her limits of endurance.
Lin Yixun hurriedly turned her back and tears fell silently down her cheeks.
Little Yi Xun stared at Lin Yixun’s constantly shaking shoulders and asked Leng Yixiu, "Daddy, what’s wrong with Mommy?"
"Mommy has a cold and is feeling a bit unwell."
"So Mommy also has a cold. Then she needs to drink lots of boiled water. The nurse auntie said that drinking lots of boiled water helps colds go away quickly."
"Yes, Daddy will make sure Mommy drinks lots of boiled water when we get ho." The man gently rubbed little Yi Xun’s head, but when his fingers touched the almost bald scalp, his heart twisted painfully.
He took a deep breath and worked hard to hold back his tears.
He was the head of the family, the pillar everyone relied on. He couldn’t afford to lose composure or show any abnormalities. If even he fell apart, what would happen to little Yi Xun and Lin Yixun?
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