novelraw Chapter 1111: I Know You’re Very Sad
Chapter 1111: I Know You’re Very Sad
Her words finally put Di Mingzhe’s mind at ease, albeit just a bit, but he still wanted to argue. However, seeing her firm stance, Di Mingzhe eventually nodded reluctantly, saying, "Let’s listen to what the doctor says, then."
The doctor arrived promptly, and Di Xiaxia explained the situation to him clearly and concisely.
Listening attentively, the doctor nodded and asked, "So, what you’re saying is that you want to know if Miss Di Xiaxia is suited to participate in such a competition, correct?"
"Yes." Di Xiaxia nodded, her eyes brimming with hope as she looked at the doctor.
Doctor Kong seemed troubled but eventually said, "Actually, pregnant women should engage in some appropriate exercise. But for such a dangerous sport, we generally do not recommend it."
Di Xiaxia’s eyes widened, and in an instant, she was filled with disappointment.
Seeing her so disheartened, Doctor Kong couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity and reassured her, "Actually, considering your current physical condition, you have a strong foundation. For your stage of pregnancy, as long as there’s no severe impact on the abdomen, there shouldn’t be any major issues."
"Then can I participate or not?" Di Xiaxia’s hope rekindled a little.
"I can’t make that decision for you," Doctor Kong spread his hands, "My final advice is that you can participate, but you should consider it carefully and avoid collisions."
After Doctor Kong left, Di Xiaxia felt his words were as good as not having said anything.
Di Mingzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her sitting dejectedly on the bed, he still felt a pang of compassion.
He stepped forward, knelt on one knee, took her hand, and kissed it. "Xiaxia, I know you’re sad, and I understand how hard it is for you to give up. This is a sacrifice, a contribution you’re making for our child by giving up this competition. But you must understand that being a mother is, in itself, a sacrifice and a contribution. Unless you don’t want to be a mother, to not bear children for me."
"No!" Miss Xiaxia quickly shook her head, "Get up, brother, I don’t mean that."
Yet Di Mingzhe refused to rise, continuing to hold her hand, "Xiaxia, I truly understand and empathize with you. I too am torn. I don’t want to lose our first child with you, but at the same time, I don’t want to see you unhappy. However, selfishly, I still hope for the safety of my wife and child. I don’t care whether you win the championship or not. Having you happy, joyful, healthy, and safe is the greatest blessing I could receive from heaven."
Hearing his deeply heartfelt words, Di Xiaxia couldn’t help but tear up.
She hurriedly pulled him up, "I’m sorry, brother. I was being selfish."
As she spoke, her tears couldn’t be held back any longer. It wasn’t because she wanted to win the championship or cared about fame and fortune, but because it was hard to let go of something she had worked so hard for, and she felt somewhat unwilling to give it up.
But Di Mingzhe’s words filled her with guilt. She was not a qualified mother.
She was actually willing to gamble her child’s safety for that tiny bit of reluctance in her heart. Thinking this way, her sense of guilt grew stronger, and her tears flowed even more intensely; she was full of self-reproach.
Seeing her cry, Di Mingzhe panicked and quickly pulled her into his arms, tenderly wiping away her tears, softly saying, "My dear, don’t cry. You’re going to be a mother; you should be happy, please don’t cry."
Di Xiaxia sniffled, overwhelmed with guilt, and couldn’t help but choke up, asking, "Brother, am I terrible?"
"No, not at all. I understand you; I know your thoughts," Di Mingzhe responded calmly, "It grieves me to ask you to give up the competition, but thank you, Di Xiaxia, for being willing to sacrifice it for me and our child."