"Do you want to eat anything? Can I cook it for you?" Wu Ma asked.

Song Yunyun said, "My mouth feels bitter and I want to eat something sweet."

Maybe I just lost my child and am feeling sad.

"Okay, then I will make you a sweet soup tonight. Now the cherries are in season. They are sour and sweet. I will buy some for you." Mother Wu put away the dishes.

Song Yunyun lay down and hummed softly.

Mother Wu came over on time in the evening.

A week passes like this.

Wu's mother cooks different kinds of food every day. Song Yunyun has an appetite and is in good spirits.

I can already try to walk on the ground.

There is no abdominal pain or discomfort.

After the doctor examined her, he said, "She is raising well, but you still have to pay attention. During the miscarriage, the uterus was damaged to some extent. The baby seems to be fine now, but the later stage is still unknown."

Song Yunyun understood, "I will pay attention."

After returning to the ward, she had dinner and watched the medical skills for a while. The days in the hospital were so boring that she could only find things to do to pass the time.

Maybe I slept too much during the day and couldn't sleep at night.

When I read a book and reached twelve o'clock, my eyes felt a little dull, so I put down the book and lay down.

Fall asleep slowly.

The clock is ticking.

The hospital is also very quiet late at night.

The door to the ward was suddenly pushed open gently.
Chapter completed!