Muscle injection needles and the medicine for preserving the pregnancy is rather thick, so Su Wanxin started crying from the pain when she got her first shot.
The nurse finished giving her the injection and left, and Su Wanxin, too pained to sit, leaned against the wall and wiped her tears. Zhan Che pushed the door and entered, seeing her like this, he couldn't help but laugh and cry.
"You're crying already? You still have to get a shot in your stomach."
"Ah???" Su Wanxin looked up at him, her face filled with horror. "In the stomach too?"
"Yes, the nurse will come back later." Zhan Che nodded, "With your condition, you'll need treatment for a week, then we'll see and decide whether to keep you admitted or not."
"But I'm so busy..."
"Then forget about it." Zhan Che said coldly, "If you're afraid of pain and don't want to stay in the hospital, then why insist on this struggle with yourself?"
