For example, blood sugar—sometimes high, sometimes low—could even lead to fainting spells.
It's been exhausting for everyone.
Qin Miaomiao nearly fainted again from high blood sugar. After finally feeling a little better, she leaned against Lu Qing, gasping for breath.
Lu Qing's gaze toward her grew increasingly heavy.
"Husband, what if I can't make it through this? What then?"
"You will make it. You have to."
"What if I don't?"
"Don't say such foolish things anymore, alright?"
Qin Miaomiao's face looked a bit pale. "Alright, I know. I just feel like life can be so fragile sometimes. Husband, promise me one thing."
"What thing?"
"If something really bad happens at that time, I want you to save our three children. Promise me."
Lu Qing turned his head to look at her, his gaze filled with resolve:
"No, I will only save you."
"Husband..."
"If you're gone, what's the point of anything else for me?"
"But, they are our children."
