The forensic wife is very nice to me

In the bathroom of the side hall of the VIP banquet hall of the Century Hotel, the pale Fu Xiaoqing kept patting her chest beside the sink, making the sound of retching from time to time.

"Xiaoqing, what's going on with you? What's wrong with you?" Mo Guxin stood beside her with a serious expression, his eyes were full of worry, and his brows were slightly frowned, "Do you need to go to the hospital to have a look?"

"No, no need, cough cough" Fu Xiaoqing coughed twice in discomfort, waved her hand weakly, and her low voice trembled.

"What's the matter?" Mo Guxin took out a tissue and handed it to Fu Xiaoqing, gently stroking her back, "Are you feeling sick to your stomach? Let your father show you later."

Before the end was finished, Fu Xiaoqing turned around in an instant, grabbed Mo Guxin's hand, shook her head again and again, her eyes dodged, "It's really not necessary, Mom, I just have a bad stomach recently, just take care of it."

The panicked Mo Gu Xin frowned, gently supported her wrist, his face was ugly, "Really? Don't lie to me, if you don't tell the truth, I will be very worried."

"Mom." Fu Xiaoqing whispered in a coquettish tone, curled the corners of her lips, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I'm a doctor, of course I know."

"Alright then." Mo Gu Xin patted her hand lightly, still feeling a little uneasy, "Then let's go back now, your grandpa must be worried if we go out like this suddenly."

go back?

Ever since Fu Xiaoqing pretended to vomit and ran to the bathroom until now, she never thought about going back.

If she goes back now, how will she attract others' attention?How will she implement her next plan?
Full of scheming, Fu Xiaoqing pursed her red lips, and the corners of her mouth twitched, revealing the viciousness in her eyes.

"Mom, I'm not in a good condition right now. I don't want to spoil Grandpa's interest by going back. You can go back first. I'll sit in the side hall next to me and come over."

"Then, that's fine." Mo Gu Xin bit her red lips, looked at her worriedly, and nodded.

After helping Fu Xiaoqing to the side hall, Mo Gu Xin gave her some instructions softly, brought her another cup of hot water, and then returned to the main hall anxiously.

In the huge side hall, Fu Xiaoqing was the only one left. She pursed her red lips lightly, raised the corners of her mouth, with a smug smile on her face, a burst of complacency in her heart,

She looked at the watch on her wrist, roughly estimated the time, counted down in her heart for 2 minutes, smiled coldly, knit her brows and crouched down, pretending to be in pain.

With a bang, the door of the side hall was pushed open, and Mr. Fu, who was walking in the front, was walking on crutches, followed by the Fu and Li families.

A few minutes ago, Mo Gu Xin returned to the banquet in a daze, and was asked by Fu Mingdong about Fu Xiaoqing's situation. She didn't hold back and described Fu Xiaoqing's vomiting situation embellished.

Fu Xiaoqing is the only descendant of the Fu family, a treasure in the palm of her hand. There is no one in the Fu family who does not love her. After hearing those words, Mr. Fu even suspended the banquet directly to see how she is doing.

Behind the black crowd, Li Shanghan walked slowly with Qiu Lan in his arms, silently thinking about something.

Perhaps today is the time to reveal Fu Xiaoqing's true face.

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, how are you?" Old Mr. Fu wrinkled the two thick eyebrows on his forehead, and staggered over, his face was heavy, and he was concerned about her in a hurry, "Why did you vomit? "

"Look at how white this little face is. If you feel uncomfortable, tell grandpa."

"Grandpa, why are you here? I just feel sick to my stomach, and I'll be fine after a while, so don't delay your birthday party." Fu Xiaoqing sat up straight with an uncomfortable expression on her stomach, her voice sinking.

"It's not important, what's important is you, hurry up, let Grandpa feel the pulse." Mr. Fu put down the crutch in his hand, and stretched out his hand to feel the pulse.

The Fu family is a family of medicine. Fu Mingdong and Fu Xiaoqing both studied western medicine, while Mr. Fu is a well-known inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine. It is only now that he is getting older, so he has retired.

"No need, Grandpa." Fu Xiaoqing pursed her red lips, shrunk back, frowned slightly, and her eyes were erratic, "I, I'm fine, really."

"Xiaoqing, let your grandpa see if you have anything to do, he will know as soon as he feels the pulse." Fu Mingdong looked at the person in front of him worriedly, his eyes dimmed, and a mist of worry shrouded his brows.

"Yes, yes, Xiaoqing, let Mr. Fu take a look."

"Yes, let him take a look, we can rest assured."

"Let's take a look, you can't afford to delay your body."

The people standing around, whether they were sincere or not, echoed a few words pretending to be worried.

Their reaction fell into Fu Xiaoqing's trap.

She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and refused to hand out her wrist for a long time, but she knew that Mr. Fu would definitely feel her pulse, so she could push forward the rest of the matter logically.

Sure enough, Mr. Fu, who was full of worries, stopped talking to her, took her hand directly, put three fingers on her wrist, and felt her pulse.

No one spoke in the huge side hall, they were all silently waiting for the results of the consultation.

Standing behind the crowd, Qiu Lan took a deep breath, her brows and eyes darkened.

Vomiting, nausea, these are the manifestations of early pregnancy.

Calculating the time, it has been more than ten days since the incident in the hotel, and there may indeed be a pregnancy reaction.

Inadvertently, Qiu Lan's body trembled, her brows were furrowed, and she felt a little uneasy.

If Fu Xiaoqing is really pregnant, it is still Li Shanghan's, what should she do?
Although she and Li Shanghan were in a marriage of interest, and they had no feelings at all when they were in the Civil Affairs Bureau, but after spending so long together day and night, and every time he helped each other, Qiu Lan had already felt a sense of dependence on him.

She fell in love with him, or maybe she had him in her heart.

For a while, Qiu Lan didn't know what to do, and her heart was in a mess.

Li Shanghan, who was hugging her tightly, glanced at her with lowered eyes, and instantly understood her thoughts. He didn't say anything, but only increased the strength in his hand to give her a sense of security.

Half a minute later, Mr. Fu's face suddenly became serious.

The result of the pulse condition made him wonder if something went wrong, but he has practiced medicine for decades and never made any mistakes in taking the pulse.

Old Mr. Fu sighed heavily, his disbelieving eyes fixed on Fu Xiaoqing's body, the eyes gradually became sharper, making people a little elusive.

"Dad, what's going on? Is Xiaoqing okay?" Fu Mingdong took a step forward, looked around at the two people in front of him, and asked anxiously.

"Her, her stomach is fine." Mr. Fu's eyes darkened, and he spoke slowly.

After hearing the first few words, both Fu Mingdong and Mo Guxin breathed a sigh of relief, and the brows on their foreheads relaxed a lot, but the following sentence made everyone present widen their eyes, shocked. Jaw dropped.

"Xiaoqing, you, how long did you have your period last month, have you come this month?"