Xiaoxiao was somewhat moved in her heart. Looking at her husband, he clearly felt a sense of loss; he evidently desired to have a child that was theirs, yet he had twice agreed not to have children for her sake.
This must be love, she thought, to tolerate everything about her. They would have children, just not right now. She wanted to bear his children because they would be the crystallization of their love, a testimony to it.
"Husband, we will definitely have children in the future."
"Yes!"
The couple had only been in the room for a short while when Xiaoxiao's mother brought the doctor in. "Xiaoxiao, the doctor is here."
"Ah!" Finally, the doctor had arrived. Xiaoxiao, anxious about her husband's injuries, went out to greet them. "Mom, you go out first. It will be inconvenient for you when we check the external injuries later."
"Okay, I'll go out and wait. Call me if you need anything."
"Yes!", Xiaoxiao responded.
