Allow her to be pampered

Just as the car drove halfway, Chi Rong glanced at his eyes furtively, and said in a whisper, "Then what... I seem to be in pain again... How about you take me back to the shop..."

Hong Kong is very expensive, and the roads are congested, which is not comparable to that of the mainland. Wu Qingzhi held the steering wheel, unable to keep track of his happiness, so he had to say solemnly: "It's not right."

Along the way, he kept thinking, except for gastritis, probably only the summer heat is the symptom that is suitable for Chi Rong, so he needs to see a doctor, so as not to miss the opportunity of treatment.

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Wu Qingzhi really gave priority to the gastroenterology department. However, after repeated visits to Chinese medicine and Western medicine, he could not draw a conclusion.

"It shouldn't be a gastrointestinal problem, otherwise she will still be in pain now," the doctor said while writing a letter from heaven, "Don't be impatient, maybe it is really dizzy as the patient said. As a result."

After speaking, he immediately tore off the page of the medical certificate and handed it directly to Wu Qingzhi, "If you are still worried, take some pectin capsules first to protect the gastric mucosa."

So, only give up.

After resigning from the doctor, Wu Qingzhi held Chi Rong tightly, with a slightly gloomy expression.

But seeing him carefully read the medical certificate repeatedly, he finally sighed and said: "Chi Rong, you must listen to me next time. When I heard the news that you fainted, I was extremely anxious."

Chi Rong pouted her lips, and hummed with some guilt: "...Oh, then I will take you with me when I eat claypot rice next time. You will be half of me and half of me. If you eat less rice crust, maybe you will be fine."

Chi Rong had probably learned a lesson, and Wu Qingzhi nodded her again, before turning around and heading straight for the pharmacy.

Who would have thought that before he took a few steps, he would see a lady chasing after him in a hurry, shaking the tassels with a folding fan in her hand, it was Anna Lin, the wife of the British businessman.

"Ouch, Boss Wu, just wait!"

Panting, Anna Lin pressed Wu Qingzhi's arm with her fan, and asked with a frown, "Boss Wu, how is A Rong's condition?"

"The doctor said there was nothing serious, and prescribed some capsules to nourish the stomach."

However, after hearing this, Annalin glanced at Wu Qingzhi in disdain, snatched the medical certificate and pointed out: "Boss Wu, fortunately I chased after him in a hurry, otherwise I would really have missed a big deal!"

After finishing speaking, Anna Lin stepped forward to support Chi Rong, and whispered, "A Rong, is your monthly letter for this month still on time?"

When Chi Rong heard this, she was a little startled immediately, her physique was already cold, and her monthly letters were always early and sometimes late, and she was always very punctual, so she was not very concerned.

When Anna Lin pointed it out so clearly, even though Chi Rong was belatedly aware of it, she raised all kinds of vigilance.

"Don't, don't, don't be joking, Anna Lin, how is it possible..."

Anna Lin scolded: "You two! There are no elderly female relatives at home. If I hadn't rushed over, who would care about you! Tell me!"

In this way, Wu Qingzhi also heard the clue, he just swallowed silently, feeling that his throat was tight and choked badly.

Chi Rong was timid, and was about to sneak a glance at Wu Qing, but unexpectedly, he met that unblinking gaze.

Chi Rong only lowered his head, and his voice became lower and lower: "It seems, it seems to be a few days later than usual... But, but!"

At this point, Chi Rong actually raised his voice, hesitated for a while, and finally closed his mouth.

Wu Qingzhi's eyes were soft, and he immediately held Chi Rong's hand, and softly comforted him: "Chi Rong, don't worry."

Chi Rong stared blankly at Wu Qingzhi walking away, probably to re-register, Anna Lin smiled chirpingly, her brows and eyes shining brightly.

Chi Rong seemed to be taken to the obstetrics and gynecology department. She felt that her head was buzzing, and she couldn't hear the movement of everything clearly. Even if the nurse led the needle to draw blood, she would not dodge or hide.

In a trance, Chi Rong finally came back to his senses. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Wu Qingzhi standing beside her, pressing her elbow with one hand, and a ball of hemostatic cotton was pressed there.

After waiting for more than an hour, he finally got the blood test report. After reading it, the doctor smiled and said, "Congratulations, my wife is pregnant!"

However, before the words finished, it was Anna Lin who happily asked questions again and again.

"How old is the child? Didn't it mean that Hong Kong imported something... Ike, Aix optical machine! I heard that the object can take pictures of the stomach, can't you take a picture of the child?"

The doctor patiently explained: "The child's eyes are about a month old, and they are only a little bigger than a grain of rice, so they can't be photographed."

After finishing speaking, Fu sighed again in a deep voice, "It's just that this child's growth is still unstable. It stands to reason that my wife shouldn't have such a big reaction at such a young age..."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qingzhi immediately became nervous.

"Doctor, I heard that some spices are taboo for pregnant women, is it related to this?"

The doctor nodded as expected: "Since you are pregnant, you must stop the perfume."

This group of people couldn't stop talking, but Chi Rong was the only one in that room, silently sinking in the seat, as if sinking into a pool of deep water.

She couldn't remember what else Wu Qingzhi asked, but when he asked Anna Lin to resign for Chi Rong, everything was quiet and his words were clear.

Chi Rong jumped up suddenly, she got up too fast, her head was dizzy again, even the doctor stepped forward to stop her.

Chi Rong said dryly, "I don't want to resign."

She stared at Wu Qingzhi, but saw that pair of smiling phoenix eyes froze for a moment, all kinds of joy were hidden, but still revealed.

"Chi Rong, you're good, it's just that you can't work for the time being, and in the future..."

However, Wu Qingzhi was speechless at this point.

Because Chi Rong had shrunk into a small ball, she raised her face flushed from crying, and said word by word: "Wu Qingzhi, I don't want to have a baby."

Chi Rong was shaking non-stop, rubbed his eyes indiscriminately, and bit his lower lip tightly, as if terrified.

"Wu Qingzhi, I'm so scared, I can't be happy at all now."

At this moment, Chi Rong didn't need any careful persuasion from others.

After shedding a few tears, she followed Wu Qingzhi without crying or fussing. There was silence between the two of them for a long, long time.

Wu Qingzhi obviously should be very happy, and he is very, very happy. He likes children so much, looks forward to children so much, and yearns for a family so much.

—but he dared not show joy.

As soon as he returned home, Chi Rong sat listlessly in the yard. In the evening, the sea breeze was blowing, making him very comfortable.

Wu Qingzhi took a shawl and carefully protected Chi Rong, so the figures overlapped and cuddled together.