"It's been confirmed."

The provincial hospital has advanced equipment, and after confirmation by doctors and machines, Ye Yun was indeed pregnant again.

When Ye Yun came out of the doctor's office, she was completely bewildered.

Qin Zheng, who was waiting in the corridor, finally saw his wife come out. He immediately went to greet her and was about to ask her a question when she raised her small hand and covered his mouth.

"Don't say anything, just go home."

ah?

Before Qin Zheng could even ask questions, Ye Yun had already withdrawn her hand and walked absentmindedly toward the stairs.

Qin Zheng: "..."

Suddenly, he understood.

Damn it... For the first time, he hated his own sharp comprehension.

...

A black sedan was parked on the side of the road. Ye Yun got in, slumped onto the passenger seat, and looked utterly dejected.

Qin Zheng also got into the car.

Seeing Ye Yun's listless appearance, he felt particularly bad.

"Wife, don't be sad..." He reached out to touch Ye Yun's shoulder to comfort her, but he didn't dare to touch her, and his hands awkwardly stopped in mid-air.

Ye Yun: "..."

I just want some peace and quiet.

Her silence only made Qin Zheng more and more uneasy.

Feeling completely lost, the man scratched the back of his head, unable to understand and a little frustrated. His wife had only recently given birth, and he hadn't even touched her more than a few times.

When my daughter was born, the doctor said that my wife's body was injured and that she would have difficulty conceiving in the future.

That's just... a quack!

Qin Zheng felt increasingly distressed. He cautiously tugged at Ye Yun's sleeve, his voice pitiful, "Wife..."

"Don't say anything."

Ye Yun's tone was unpleasant as soon as she spoke, which startled Qin Zheng so much that he immediately shut his mouth.

However, what needs to be said still needs to be said.

“Honey, I don’t care what you think, let me tell you my thoughts first. Your pregnancy with our daughter wasn’t easy, and getting pregnant isn’t easy either. I don’t want you to have a second child so soon. It would be too hard on you, like being a birthing machine without a self.”

"Besides, I never planned to have a second child. I thought our daughter would be enough."

Ye Yun suddenly looked up at him.

"You mean you want me to abort the child?"

Her question was so direct that Qin Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shook his head: "No, that's not what I meant."

"So what do you mean?"

"I……"

Under Ye Yun's watchful gaze, Qin Zheng hesitated for a moment before finally nodding heavily.

Okay, that's exactly what he meant.

Although Ye Yun's health recovered quite well after giving birth to Xiao Chuqi, thanks to the care from many people, he really didn't want her to go through the pain of childbirth again.

For Ye Yun, childbirth was not only a brush with death, but also a catastrophe.

He still remembered the fear and panic he felt when Ye Yun gave birth to their daughter. It was the first time in his more than 20 years of life that he felt out of control. The boundless cold and darkness almost swallowed him up, making him shiver all over and sweat pouring down his forehead. He never wanted to experience it a second time in his life.

"Okay, I know what you're thinking."

Ye Yun couldn't help but soften her voice.

The man's worry and anxiety warmed her heart, and she knew what he was afraid of.

In this era when medicine was not advanced, almost every year there were women who lost their lives or died along with their unborn children during childbirth.

Qin Zheng was also afraid of losing her.

Seemingly sensing from her reaction that she was somewhat resistant to his suggestion, Qin Zheng paused for two seconds, then pursed his lips and asked, "Wife, do you... really want to keep this child?"

Ye Yun pursed her lips and chuckled softly.

"Otherwise what?"