"Wear your mask and don't wander around until you remember to."

Pei Siyu didn't ask for the reason again and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I've got your word in mind."

Seeing that Pei Siyu was relatively obedient, Wei Chuan didn't say anything more.

After settling Pei Siyu in, Wei Chuan prepared to leave.

Pei Siyu called out to him.

"Wei Chuan, your name is Wei Chuan, right?"

Wei Chuan asked somewhat impatiently, "Yes, my name is indeed Wei Chuan."

"But why did you call me?"

"You mentioned Mingyao, can I contact her now?"

“She is my family, and she is pregnant with my child.”

Pei Siyu answered seriously.

Wei Chuan refused outright.

"no."

"Why?"

Pei Siyu asked earnestly.

Wei Chuan said with a straight face, "There are no so many questions. Once you're better, I'll take you to see her."

Just as Wei Chuan was about to close, he glanced at Pei Siyu out of the corner of his eye.

"I saved you because of Mingyao."

"So you'd better listen to me. If anything goes wrong, I'll definitely make you suffer."

After Wei Chuan left, Pei Siyu lay on the bed, bored.

He repeatedly sketched Mingyao's appearance in his mind.

What does she look like? What is her personality like?

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Mingyao jolted awake and opened her eyes.

She sat up in bed, clutching her stomach.

She was panting heavily, her face deathly pale.

Ding Qingle and Jiang Rongrong were both startled.

"What's wrong?"

Mingyao clutched her chest and grabbed Ding Qingle's hand.

Ding Qingle was startled because Mingyao's hands were as cold as ice.

"Doctor! Doctor, come quick!"

After a thorough examination, the doctor said gravely, "Madam, you must remain calm."