Zhou Yun was instantly flustered, "Ye Che, what's wrong with you? Are you in pain again? Is it your stomach or your headache? Just bear with it a little, I'll call the doctor right now."
As she spoke, Zhou Yun raised her hand to press the call bell above the bed, but Ye Che suddenly lifted his hand and held Zhou Yun's, his voice low and hoarse, "Mom, I'm fine, I just felt uncomfortable inside, went out for some air..."
This is hardly the look of someone who's alright, just look at his eyes—all red, as if he had been crying.
Could it be about that child again?!
Thinking this, Zhou Yun's heart also began to ache, but she still had to console Ye Che.
"Son, mom knows you're hurting inside, but things have come to this, you should try not to dwell on it, Xia Weiyi had the intention to hide it from you, and even if you found out that she was going to marry Xu Zhiye, she would still think about aborting the child..."
