Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1874: Afraid That My Husband Will Divorce Me

"I am afraid that my husband will divorce me because I haven’t given birth to a son."

The doctor listened to Ning Shu's words and couldn't help but shake his head. "Is your diet normal?"

"I eat too much and I can't control myself. However, I’m afraid of being fat and afraid that my husband will divorce me because of it," Ning Shu said with vacant eyes.

When An Jinwei heard Ning Shu continuously mention her fear of divorce, he was very irritated. It was like his chest was being pressed down by a stone. This made him extremely unhappy, as if he had to drag a huge weight around.

An Jinwei's mother looked a little smug. In the end, this girl was still a woman, and all women were afraid of being abandoned by men. As such, she somewhat started wanting for her son to leave Ning Shu.

She imagined Ning Shu being pitifully abandoned, begging for An Jinwei to stay. Just thinking about it, An Jinwei's mother felt inexplicable pleasure in her heart.

After giving birth to a child, Chen Ning’s behavior was just too outrageous. She needed to be taught a good lesson.

The doctor listened to Ning Shu's words and saw her dazed face. He couldn't help but shake his head and say, "The mother has severe postpartum depression, a non-neurotic depression syndrome."

An Jinwei didn't want to hear this kind of professional terminology. He only cared about whether it could be cured. "Can it be cured?"

"Generally, there is no need for drug treatment, but psychological intervention is needed to ensure that the patient maintains a happy mood," said the doctor.

An Jinwei frowned deeply with an impatient expression. He had married a woman so that she could take care of everything in the family. But now she had a disease: this finicky postpartum depression or whatever.

She didn't do anything but he still had to make her happy. An Jinwei felt that his wife was so moody that sooner or later she might just explode.

It was really irritating. She was a woman who not only couldn't take care of the family’s affairs, but also needed to be served like an ancestor. What even was this?

An Jinwei and his parents were all dissatisfied.

After ing out of the hospital, the family was silent. Ning Shu pushed the stroller and whispered to An Jinwei, "Jinwei, you won't divorce me, right?"

An Jinwei frowned and said nothing.

"You won't divorce me, will you?" Ning Shu asked again, as if she just had to get an answer.

An Jinwei looked at the overbearing Ning Shu. She seemed to be trying to hold back her irritability. This made An Jinwei very annoyed, very very annoyed. She interrogated him like he was a criminal.

"Jinwei, you won't abandon us mother and daughter, right?" Ning Shu asked anxiously. Looking at An Jinwei's constipated face, she had to hold back her laughter.

"No." An Jinwei said in a perfunctory manner as he gritted his teeth. He felt a sense of unwillingness.

Ning Shu laughed and nodded joyfully. "I knew you wouldn’t divorce me or abandon us mother and daughter."

An Jinwei’s whole body felt unwell.

In An Jinwei's view, depression was a mental illness. If his co-workers in the pany knew that his wife was a mental case, who would respect him anymore?

How could he establish himself in the pany under such strange looks from his colleagues?

An Jinwei was infuriated. He was also very disgusted and impatient with Ning Shu, even feeling disgust towards his own daughter.

In fact, An Jinwei didn't have any deep feelings for his daughter. He never changed her diapers and at most, had just held her for a few moments before putting her down.

When he hugged Nannan, she was surrounded by unfamiliar smells. This made her feel unsafe and caused her to cry. As time passed, An Jinwei just didn't hold her at all.

Ning Shu had only given birth to a daughter, yet she got some random postpartum depression. They didn’t even know when it would get better. If it kept up like this, he would not only be busy with work, but would also be carrying around pletely useless baggage.

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