Chapter 568 Is It Okay if the Child Is Not Mine?
He was shameless, but Lin Shiyu was still shameless. She stretched out her two little hands and pushed him hard.
After pushing away, she glared at him angrily, then pulled out her thin legs and entered the office.
There was a figure hiding behind the curtain, it was Qiu Cici.
Lin Shiyu curled her red lips and said, "Mr. Smithson, why are there women's clothes in your office? Is it possible that you are hiding your beauty?"
The eyes of those high-level officials quickly focused on Lin Shiyu's hand, and everyone immediately talked about it---
"Why are there women's clothes in the president's office?"
"Look, there's someone behind the curtain!"
“Who is it, come out quickly!”…
Qiu Cici, who was hiding behind the curtain, was trembling. She was discovered!
It's all Lin Shiyu's fault. Lin Shiyu did this on purpose!
Lin Shiyu raised her beautiful eyebrows, then looked at Fu Qinglun outside, "Mr. Smithson, what do you think?"
Fu Qinglun quickly shrugged, "I definitely don't have a hidden beauty in the golden house. I guess a thief ran into my office. Since the thief is hiding behind the curtain, everyone, please find the thief for me."
"Yes, President."
The senior executives rushed up and quickly rushed behind the curtains. Someone opened the curtains and Qiu Cici was exposed to everyone's eyes.
ah!
Qiu Cici collapsed and screamed.
"Isn't this Miss Qiu Ci Ci Qiu?"
"The Qiu family has always been a scholarly family, and Miss Qiu is the most famous lady. How could she come to the CEO's office? It's really unethical."…
These senior executives commented on Qiu Cici, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
"Get out! Get out of here, all of you!" Qiu Cici screamed in collapse.
Looking at this scene, Lin Shiyu curled her lips indifferently, then turned and left.
"Shishi, are you still angry?" Fu Qinglun chased after her.
Lin Shiyu stepped forward on high heels and ignored him.
The man's low-alcohol and magnetic voice sounded in my ears, "Shishi, Sikong said that Little Lemon's condition is not very good and she needs to start chemotherapy immediately."
Lin Shiyu's densely combed Yu Jie trembled and she quickly turned around, "What are you talking about? We can't have chemotherapy yet. Chemotherapy is very painful. Little Lemon hasn't put on weight yet. I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it..."
"Shishi!" Looking at the woman's pale complexion, Fu Qinglun pressed her shiny shoulders and held them down hard. He passed on his calm and firm strength to her, "Chemotherapy is only the initial stage. The initial stage of chemotherapy. Sikong can minimize the pain.”
"What's the meaning?"
"Little Lemon will receive chemotherapy first. Sikong has already developed a plan to save Little Lemon."
Lin Shiyu's eyes lit up, "Really? Tell me what plan you have!"
Looking at her earnest and bright almond eyes, Fu Qinglun whispered, "We need to have another child."
Have another child.
These words exploded in Lin Shiyu's ears, and her mind went blank. Her memory instantly returned to three years ago, when she had just left Yecheng and gone abroad---
"You are already pregnant for two months, but you have signs of threatened abortion. In addition, the inner wall of your uterus is thin. This child is very dangerous. If you are not careful, it will kill two people. We recommend that you have a painless abortion."
"If you insist on keeping this child, just sign here. If anything happens to you, we will not be responsible for you."
"You need to stay in bed for eight months, and a doctor will come to your door every day to give you a miscarriage injection."
"The amniotic water broke. Why did you give birth prematurely at seven months? It's difficult to feed a baby in July. When you didn't listen to our doctors, in fact, this was not only irresponsible for yourself, but also for the child. The days of suffering for you and your daughter are about to begin."
Her brain was in chaos, and her eyes were filled with a dazzling white color and the pungent smell of disinfectant. The doctor sent critical illness notices to her again and again. She picked up a pen and signed her name again and again until she became numb.
Later, the doctor said that your daughter suffered from bacterial sepsis due to premature birth. This disease is difficult to treat.
She looked at Little Lemon's little face and wavered in her heart over and over again. Was she wrong?
Shouldn't she insist on keeping this child?
To truly love a child, you should be responsible for the child from the moment you conceive her.
But how can she be responsible for the child when she has habitual miscarriages?
She cannot take responsibility.
Little Lemon's current illness is all her fault.
"Shishi! Shishi!"
Lin Shiyu quickly came to her senses, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. In the past three years, she had had three big dreams and one nightmare.
Every time she recalled it, it felt like she had died.
She looked at Fu Qinglun's handsome face, so familiar that her face and that of the little brother in her dream overlapped again.
Without him, neither she nor Little Lemon would suffer.
He is the cause of all suffering.
She stretched out her green little hand to brush his big palm away, and then stepped into the elevator.
The elevator door closed, isolating the two worlds.
Fu Qinglun froze on the spot, and the two big palms hanging by his side were slowly pulled into fists. He knew that once he said it, his relationship with her would fall to the freezing point.
There was always a hurdle in her heart that she couldn't overcome and couldn't forgive.
As she said, maybe he had no choice but to do what happened in the past, but as a victim, she chose not to forgive.
For Little Lemon's illness, she kept blaming herself, doubting herself, and denying herself.
She doesn't even forgive herself, how can she forgive him?
Now, in order to save Little Lemon, she is actually asked to have another child.
This is a joke of fate.
How cruel is this joke?
This was to uncover the bloody scars in her heart and allow her to relive those nightmares and pains in a clear mind.
Her body couldn't handle another child, and all her courage was gone the year she gave birth to Little Lemon.
If time could go back, maybe she would choose not to give birth to Little Lemon and not let Little Lemon suffer.
Now that she was given the chance to choose, she would no longer choose.
Having another child has already reopened the unbearable past between him and her.
Fu Qinglun frowned. In fact, he didn't intend to tell her. Telling her would only increase his sadness.
However, she is Little Lemon's mother, and she has the right to know.
For the first time, I was so helpless.
…
In the hospital.
Little Lemon was already in good spirits. She sat on the bed and touched her long black hair. "Mommy, it's okay. You can help me cut my hair and shave it bald. When I get better, I can also grow my hair long.”
Lin Shiyu held the scissors in her hand and helped Little Lemon cut off all of her silky long hair.
During chemotherapy, you must shave your head.
Soon, a bald little girl appeared in the mirror.
The old lady and Mrs. Sikong were so sad that they hid outside and cried. Little Lemon looked at herself and smiled sweetly, "Mommy, am I ugly like this?"
Lin Shiyu's eyes were red, "No, the bald little lemon is also the most beautiful."
"Then why doesn't Mommy smile?"
Little Lemon stretched out her little hand and drew a big little face on the corner of Lin Shiyu's mouth, "Mummy smile, Little Lemon likes to see Mommy smile."
Lin Shiyu quickly raised her red lips and showed a soft smile.
"Mommy has the most beautiful smile."
Lin Shiyu reached out and held Little Lemon in her arms. The densely combed Yujie was covered with crystal wetness, but she did not let her tears fall.
A figure as handsome as jade stood outside the door. Fu Qinglun looked at the mother and daughter hugging each other, with softness and love shining in his cold eyes.
At this time, there were two "knock-knock" sounds, and Sikong appeared, "Ms. Lin, let's talk."
…
In the office.
Sikong said, "Ms. Lin, I have been giving chemotherapy to Little Lemon since today. You can rest assured that I will take care of everything. However, as the chemotherapy progresses, the pain will gradually increase. Did Asen tell you that you need to have another child?" When the child is pregnant, I can take the fetal hair and do experiments first when it is four or five months old. This plan has a 99% success rate and will definitely cure Little Lemon. "
"Considering your health, you and Asen can find a surrogate mother, and the child will still be yours."
Lin Shiyu's pretty little face was a little pale. She looked at Sikong and asked, "If the child is not mine, is it okay?"
"What do you mean?" Sikong was startled.
Fu Qinglun was standing outside the door. Hearing these words, his dark eyes suddenly shrank, and he quickly reached out and pushed open the office door.
Boom, a sound.