The director of the hospital once again personally did the pregnancy test for Su Murong. Now in addition to him and the director, the ward guard has arranged the most experienced head nurse in the hospital to observe her recent situation at any time, so as to make corresponding treatment changes in time.

"Miss Su, the fetus is very healthy. It's just a little thinner. You have to eat more." The president looked at the fetal monitoring displayed in the instrument and said.

"Is his head too big?" Su Murong and the Dean were able to see the fetus at the same time. Hearing what he said, they worried and pointed out their doubts.

"This is normal, every child's development will be such a process." The Dean heard her question, smiling and explaining patiently.

"Dean, I have a question for you." Suddenly, Su Murong put away a little embarrassed smile and became serious.

"Miss Su, please let me know if you have anything to do." The Dean nodded knowingly and helped her sit up slowly.

"Vaner," Su Murong pause for a moment, give the other party a moment to react, and continue to ask, "how much influence will vaner have on children?"

"Miss Su..."

Sure enough, hearing her words, the Dean was stunned at first, but soon recovered.

After all, he is the head of a college. His psychological quality is very strong. He will not be at a loss because of a sudden.

"Well, I already know everything, so tell me the truth, Dean. Don't hide anything from me." Su Murong blinked his eyes, looked at him and said calmly.

"So far, we haven't found any impact on children, but the future is unpredictable." The Dean understands that the woman in front of her is not an ordinary person. She has a strict thinking and a cool head. From her reaction to vaner, she knows that she can face everything rationally.

"What are the possibilities? retarded? Disability? " Although Su Murong had already had psychological preparation, he was still shocked when he heard his answer, but his face was calm as water.

The dean is right. She can control her emotions well, but she is the only one who knows whether to face everything rationally.

"These are not the problems now, Miss Su." The Dean did not answer her directly, but looked at her with some embarrassment in her eyes.

"Well, the point is Su Murong once again threw out his doubts, delicate face without a little rouge, natural beauty enchanting look is still moving.

"If the child is not induced to labor in advance, it may cause fatal injury to you during childbirth, even..." the Dean didn't say any more, and his voice stopped in the air.

Many pregnant women will face the problem of protecting adults and children during childbirth. Because of Mo Shibei's special identity, he should be more cautious and make clear the possible situation with Mrs. mo.

"Will there be a miracle?" Su Murong knows what the child means to Mo Shibei, and she doesn't want to take it away so easily.

But when she heard the dean's words, her heart began to beat violently.

What is the meaning of vaner virus? Naturally, she knows very well how many times the remaining decades have been shortened in five years. She has already felt the injustice and helplessness. Now because of her children, she will face the test of life and death again, and this time will be shorter, just a few months later.

"Miss Su, there is no such precedent in the world, so I really can't say it too absolutely. I can only tell you the scientific conclusion." The Dean shook his head helplessly.

He doesn't want to cheat her. Vaner is still a pregnant woman. This is undoubtedly a difficult problem. For the first time in history, let alone him, his tutor and world-famous doctor of difficult and miscellaneous diseases can not give an answer.

"What if they were born early? Now there are many premature babies, aren't they healthy? " Su Murong is trying her best to keep her brain calm. She is looking for all kinds of possibilities, hoping that one is always feasible.

"At present, the condition of the fetus is very good, but just now I also said that it is too thin. Premature birth will take at least seven months until all his organs are fully developed, otherwise birth will be cruel to him."

The Dean nodded slightly, did not deny her suggestion, but once again said the real problems.

Seven months later, Su Murong certainly knew that now vaner is constantly spreading inside her body. Whether it's for her or for the fetus, one day is more dangerous.

Just now, the president also said that so far, the virus has not had too much impact on the fetus, but it is difficult to say in the future.

Vaner relies on blood to destroy human tissue, and the blood between the mother and the fetus is interlinked. When it will reach the placenta is unpredictable.

If a child who has just arrived in the world directly enters the state of aging within five years and then leaves, then it is the most irresponsible way to give birth to him.

"I see." Su Murong no longer asked questions, but stood up in silence and walked to the door of the examination room with the help of the escort.

"Miss Su, you can have another child, but you only have one life, so you must be careful." The Dean saw her powerless back in a moment, and again comforted her.

"Well, I'll think about it again." Su Murong responded in a low voice, with heavy steps.

Child, she, two lives, she can't make a choice.

Although she is only 25 years old and in her prime, even if she doesn't want this child, it's OK to get pregnant in the future, but the meaning will be totally different. What's more, it's still unknown whether she will have another chance.

"Murong, what's the matter?" Mo Shibei came in with two incubators in advance, and saw that she was sitting on the bed with a pale face, so she asked anxiously.

"Oh, nothing. You're here." Su Murong pulled back his thoughts, forced out a smile and looked at the incubator in his hand: "what are these?"

Shen Yuan usually buys meals every day and delivers them himself. Today, he actually does it himself, and the thermos box has changed its style. Naturally, he will ask more questions.

"Mother Wang is afraid that you are not nutritious enough, so she specially made some dishes for me to bring." Mo Shibei put the incubator aside and began to push the dining table beside the bed in front of her.

The young master of the Mo family, who is always ready to dress and eat, is now familiar with these things in order to take care of his wife. He has a good model and fluency.

"That's very kind of you." When Su Murong heard that it was a nutritious meal made by his domestic servant, he sighed, and his face became more gentle.

Since her father's death, she has never relied on anyone, except her sister Su Enron. Her heart began to encapsulate for everyone. She forced herself to support the Su family's company, and tried her best to become Mo Shibei's wife for the company. She almost forgot the feeling of being cared about.

"Here, wipe your hands." Mo Shibei had already put a towel in the bathroom and took it out to help Su Murong wipe his hands.

He learned these things after watching the head nurse's demonstration. He tried his best to play the role of a husband. Unconsciously, he changed his careful nature, and now he is more and more considerate.

"What were you doing? Do you miss any man? " Seeing that Su Murong's face was still melancholy, he asked half jokingly and half seriously.

It's very important for a sick person to be in a good mood, so now he pays attention to the way he talks with her and tries not to give her any pressure.

"Honey, I'm a little worried about our children." Su Murong looked at him affectionately and sighed softly.

She didn't tell him what the dean said. She knew that in order to find an antidote for himself, he was the first three big. She was afraid to let him worry more.

"What's the matter? Didn't the inspection go well today? " Mo Shibei knew that the director of the hospital had done the inspection for her, because the company had some things to deal with. Later, because he wanted to take care of them, he delayed the inspection time with her.

"No, everything is normal." Su Murong gently shook his head and gently replied: "it's just that he's thinner."

"Oh, how does Shen Yuan cook every day, and how does he bring the food nutrition?" Mo Shibei immediately thought of his assistant and complained discontentedly.

There was a loud sneeze and a knock on the door.

"Speak of the devil." Su Murong saw Mo Shibei's frown and couldn't help laughing. In an instant, the whole ward was brilliant.

"It's true." Mo Shibei nodded in agreement and turned to the ward door: "come in."

"Mr. mo." Shen Yuan also came in with two large incubators. His nose was still a little red, which should be caused by sneezing just now.

"Miss Su, today's dish is..." he said as he prepared to put the thermos box on the table, only to find that there were already two exquisite boxes on the table, and Su Murong was ready to eat.

Did you deliver dinner late today? No, now I get in touch with several five-star hotels in advance every day. I knock out the menu in advance every day, and then I'm ready to pick up the dishes and deliver them. It's a quarter of an hour earlier than usual.

"It's made by Wang Ma at home. Mr. Mo just mentioned it." The latter saw his uncertain eyes and knew that he must be thinking in his heart, so he said.

Although she is usually very perverse, and she has always been arrogant to her husband as an assistant, she is a little gentle to him for the sake of his recent hard work in the hospital.

"Oh, here's the freshest steamed cod. Let's try it, madam." When Shen Yuan heard her words, he immediately fell to the ground and opened the incubator. Then he put several dishes on the table. At the same time, he opened the two incubators on the table and listed them one by one.

The slender table was full and rich.

"Mr. Mo, please have dinner." Helping Su Murong prepare the dishes, Shen Yuan looks back respectfully at his boss.

"Murong has a bad appetite recently. You have to pay attention to nutrition besides sending food. Today's fetal examination is thin." Mo Shibei nodded and sat opposite Su Murong, looking at all kinds of dishes in front of him and said calmly.

"Oh, I'll consult a nutritionist later." Shen Yuan's heart is bitter, but his mouth is very obedient.

The meals he brings every day are already well matched under the guidance of a nutritionist, but his wife does not have a good appetite. She often stops using chopsticks after only two or three mouthfuls, and he can't force it