Chapter 132: Are you pregnant?

"Miss? What's wrong with you, Miss?" The sentry hurried back, seeing the girl's sullen face with cold sweat. She didn't respond even after yelling two times, hugging her tightly in her arms, "Miss, is your stomach more uncomfortable?"
Hua Mu finally recovered, the pain in her stomach continued, and she fell into a panic because of the possibility in her mind.
"White pillow!" She grabbed the sentinel's hand in an attempt to express her worries to her, but she fell into a gaping tongue for a moment.
Is that really the case? Or is it just your own illusion? She remembers that the probability of a pregnancy between a sentinel of the same and a guide is very low, and many times they even have to use drugs or artificial methods to conceive. And White Pillow has always paid attention, so she dare to be so indulgent.
But it ’s not 100% safe, is it? No matter how small the probability is, it is not the same as nothing. Isn't that what these two words mean by accident?
Although she doesn't want to have children, if she is a descendant of White Pillow, she doesn't have too many – no matter who bred it.
But this is not the time, and she is not ready in any way. She was still so young, and it didn't take long for her to get married, not to mention that there was no perfect medical facilities on this island, and she couldn't imagine how to have a baby.
What's more, her stomach hurts now, will it ...
In addition to panic, Hua Mu was still panicking, but he could not tell exactly which possibility he was panicking for.
She never thought she would be so timid about it.
"Miss, how are you?" Seeing Hua Mu didn't speak for a long time, the white pillow was even more nervous, "Miss ..."
Hua Mu subconsciously touched his lower abdomen-the palm of the sentry was gently covering it, and finally recovered.
"White pillow!"
The white pillow had tears in her eyes, as if the person with a pain in her stomach was her.
"Is it painful?"
It was really painful, but it took her more attention than the painful guess.
"White pillow, me, my physiology is ten days late ... do you think it is possible ..."
Is it possible?
The white pillow's brain suddenly fell into a long blank, all the senses seemed to be away from her at this moment. She felt that she couldn't understand Hua Mu's words and couldn't think about that possibility.
No, is it really incomprehensible? Or is she reluctant to understand?
That's impossible.
She has always paid attention to the poor probability of gestation with the same whistle direction, this possibility is almost zero.
But ... is that really impossible?
No, no sentinel or guide dare to make such a determination.
Was that time? She didn't do it in time ... or, another time?
But how can this be done? For the time being, no matter how she did not intend to have a baby, just say that in this situation, how can Missy get pregnant?
How can she make Missy pregnant?
"White pillow, my stomach hurts ..."
No, what's more important than this is that she didn't take good care of Missy at all. Not only did she fail to notice the delay of her physiological period, but she was also unaware of this possibility, making her exercise vigorously and drink ice water in this situation ...
"White pillow ..."
The sweat on the sentry's face was dazed, and he was in a trance. Hua Mu noticed that she was not right and reached out and touched her face.
The white pillow seemed to wake up suddenly, helping the warm honey water to her mouth.
"Miss, you drink some hot water first ... No, let's take you back to the room first ... I, I'll go find some herbs ... you'll be fine ..."
She looked calm, but her actions completely exposed the confusion in her heart.
"I want to use the toilet."
Hua Mu was in pain for a while, and only felt that his stomach turned over. The more she thinks about pregnancy, the more terrified she feels, the more her stomach hurts, and the more she fears. She was entangled in the possibility of pregnancy and was afraid of the possibility of miscarriage.
"Go to the toilet ... Okay, I'll take you to the toilet ..." The white pillow picked her up in a hurry, and the whole person was in a mess.
Hua Mu saw that she was holding herself into the toilet and the person was still going, and she endured the pain.
"You don't want to be here."
Where is White Pillow willing to go?
Although she has completely fallen into a state of confusion, it is only clear that she is close to Huamu.
"Miss, I'm here."
Hua Mu was about to cry, "You give me out!"
White pillow looked at her with tears in her eyes.
"You go out, go out! I don't want you here!"
Hua Mu is indeed crying. She had a terrible pain in her stomach, and all kinds of messy thoughts flew, and the sentry sent her trouble.
Seeing her excitement, Bai Zhen didn't dare to persevere anymore, turned to the door with tears, and then stood motionless at the door. Her hands and feet were cold, her mind was buzzing, and the thing called reason seemed to be completely gone, and the function of thinking was completely stopped.
Only instinct can make her pay close attention to the situation of flowers inside, but those seem to be far away from her.
Her eyes were dark, and only one thought circulated in her mind-she put Missy in danger.
Those indulgent memories are now completely her guilt, tirelessness, convergence, and restraint. Since when did she become such a person?
Chasing pure sensory enjoyment, taking your own will as a criterion, you can't think of anything else except thinking about how to occupy Missy.
What has she done these days?
The more White Pillow questioned himself, the deeper his inner pain and emptiness. She should have realized earlier that although the "monster" in the base was dead, she brought back a more terrifying monster in her heart.
The monster was dismantling her defenses inch by inch, making her unable to think of anything but following her desires.
"Miss ..."
As she chewed this title, the ice wolf, whose shape changed again, suddenly appeared beside her.
Hatty snorted anxiously, and the water vapor in the air formed a thick white mist due to the cold.
The white wolf's current shape only reaches the waist of the white pillow, the body is silvery white, and there is only a round of black crescents on the head. Wherever it passes, the feet are covered with frost, and the vegetation turns into ice crystals almost instantly.
That's a completely different force than White Pillow in the past, because it grew too fast and overflowed uncontrollably.
The sentry just stood blank, but the white wolf seemed to feel the indescribable mania in her heart, whimpering low in her throat while whirling around.
Huamu has diarrhea.
After the panic and fear passed, she slowly recovered some reason according to her physical condition. Although she has never had a miscarriage, she has diarrhea, so ... the situation should not be as bad as imagined?
Hua Mu hugged her belly, and she could not help crying or laughing. Of course crying because her stomach still hurts, and laughing because of her nervousness ... No, even so, she was indeed ten days late in her menstrual period.
Is it pregnant or simply delayed? She was really not sure for a while, but at least she was relieved that there was no miscarriage.
Hua Mu didn't know how he suddenly thought of going there. The more he thought, the more reliable he felt. She looked in the eyes of the white pillow, and she was a little worried. She didn't care much about the pain in her stomach.
"White pillow ..."
After this wave, Hua Mu gradually became more comfortable, and sorted himself out and opened the door softly.
She was stunned as soon as the door opened. The grass outside was covered with a white frost, and the tall body of the sentry was facing her, standing a little rickety.
"White pillow?"
White pillow moved a bit, but he didn't turn around.
"White pillow, what's wrong with you?"
Huamu stepped forward and took each other's arms a few steps, only to feel a cold place to touch.
"Miss." White Pillow took a step back, avoiding Hua Mu's touch. "I'm cold now. Don't touch me first. How are you doing? Does it hurt?"
At present, it is likely to be a false alarm, Hua Mu is a little embarrassed, "Much better ... It seems to be diarrhea."
"I should pay more attention to it and give you ice water as soon as you finish exercising."
"Well, I want to drink it myself."
White Pillow wanted to hug her back, and was afraid that the cold on her body would make the other person uncomfortable.
"Can you go now?"
"Ok……"
"Then you go back to your room and rest, then I will pour some hot water for you."
The sentry seemed to be calm, and had no point to explain what his situation meant.
Hua Mu hesitated and said, "Are you okay? How come suddenly ..."
She just stood on the grass and felt cold coming from the bottom of her feet, and her stomach could not help but started to ache.
Bai Zhen noticed her discomfort almost immediately, "Miss, it's too cold here, you should go to the house and rest first."
"Ok……"
Neither of them talked about pregnancy for the time being, Hua Mu was still not sure, and the white pillow was because of fear.
Hua Mu went back to the house with anxiety, and lay down with a white pillow before rushing in with hot water. This time the honey water was slightly hot, and the sentry covered all the clothes she could find on her body.
The temperature of the white pillow has returned to normal, and his face looks much better, but his worried expression has not disappeared.
After drinking a cup of hot water, Hua Mu has a white pillow and a warm palm with a gentle abdomen, which is gradually no longer so uncomfortable.
The sentry wrapped her in her arms as if holding a fragile treasure.
"White pillow, I should just diarrhea, don't worry."
White pillow gently stroked her long hair, "I should pay more attention to it."
"It's not your fault again." Hua Mu was afraid that this event would make the other party more nervous. "I will pay attention in the future, and I will not mess up again."
White Pillow sighed softly, "I will be more careful."
"You have been careful."
"Not enough ... not enough."
Hua Mu pillowed in her arms, looking at her tender look, hesitating: "You said, what if I really ... what should I do?"
The sentinel's breath froze a little, then hugged her tightly.
"I will accompany you no matter what, Missy, I won't let you do anything."
The author has something to say: Sorry, Miss, your happy life is over.