"Then does that mean I can't touch you until you give birth to a son?" Wei Aiguo asked.

It's my son again!

Song Yan was very unhappy

"no!"

Wei Aiguo was just about to smile.

Song Yan said, "I still need to rest and recover after childbirth. After that, it depends on how well I've recovered." It's tough on you, having to think about your son!

“Oh… Mother is getting old, it’s hard for her to take care of you. I have to take care of you and my son, so I’m quite busy…” Wei Aiguo said wistfully.

Son! Son! It's my son again!

Song Yan was even more unhappy!

"After giving birth to this child, I need to rest for a year or two before I can have another one. You are strong and healthy, and I am at the age where I am most fertile. If we are together, I will definitely be able to get pregnant."

So you can't touch me!

"Did you hear me clearly?" Song Yan was furious.

Wei Aiguo was a little dumbfounded; he had no doubt about Song Yan's words. "So having a son is this difficult."

"Another son? It's my child, why are you making things difficult for me?" Song Yan roared.

"Don't be angry! It's not good to get angry while you're pregnant, is it?"

"You've learned so much about medicine, what you say must be right, I'll definitely listen to you. I'll endure it! I'm sure I can endure it," Wei Aiguo comforted Song Yan.

I'll endure it! I'm sure I can endure it.

These words suddenly softened Song Yan's heart. Song Yan naturally knew how enthusiastic Wei Aiguo was about that matter.

"I think it's because I'm pregnant, and the sudden change in my hormone levels is so drastic that it makes me lose control of my emotions. I might often lose my temper with you or with the people around me," Song Yan said apologetically.

"Is this a problem?" Wei Aiguo asked.

"I'm just feeling a bit down, but I'll be fine," Song Yan said.

"That's good. If you're feeling angry, take it out on me alone." Wei Aiguo kissed Song Yan's forehead.

Song Yan: "I get angry when you mention a son. What if I have a daughter? Would you not like her or not want her?"

Wei Aiguo was stunned for a moment. He was surprised that mentioning their son had made her so angry. "Whether it's a son or a daughter, aren't they all our children? How could I not love them? And how could I possibly abandon them?"

Isn't Wei An good enough? Don't I like her?

"What if this child is a girl, and the next child is also a girl? What will you do then?" Song Yan was particularly eager to know the answer to this question.

“Even if you keep having daughters, aren’t they still our children? It would be great to have both a son and a daughter! But whether we only have a son or only a daughter, we can still live our lives.” Wei Aiguo’s eyes were full of concern.

Song Yan hugged Wei Aiguo and said, "I believe what you say, but I can't control my emotions right now. I just feel that what you say is always wrong."