My newlywed husband is infertile, but I’m pregnant

In the ward.

Mr. Huo looked at his youngest son Huo Jiancheng in front of him with a rare expression of kindness.

"Jian Jiancheng, I have always been indebted to you. I shouldn't hold grudges against your mother for killing your mother when you were born." He burst into tears, his temples were gray, and he looked much older.

Huo Jiancheng felt bitter and his eyes were moist.

He stretched out his withered hand and touched his face: "In a blink of an eye, you are almost fifty years old, and I don't have much time left to live. I have treated you badly these years."

"dad!"

Huo Jiancheng held his hand tightly and said, "You won't die."

The grievance in his heart disappeared as the old man bowed his head and apologized.

He got the father's love he longed for.

Unexpectedly, one day the old man would be able to talk to him calmly. Huo Jiancheng burst into tears.

"If we can't find Cheng Han again, I'm afraid... I won't be able to survive this year."

He said with a gloomy face, "Before I die, I hope Xingzhou can forgive me. What I have in my hands must always be given to the most promising descendants."

Huo Jiancheng struggled internally for a long time, but in the end he couldn't bear the word "filial piety".

"Someone might be able to save your life!"

Huo Jiancheng gritted his teeth and said, "Xing Zhou's complexion has improved a lot. Du Juan speculates that it is related to Qiao Xi. She may be Cheng Han's disciple, but we haven't confirmed it yet."

Huo Jiancheng is a silly boy. He was moved by his father's love and spouted his guesses.

He hoped that the father who gave birth to him and raised him could die a good death and not be tortured to death by illness.

"Qiao Xi?"

Huo Weiguo originally wanted to play the emotional card and use him to win over Huo Xingzhou, and then promote the merger of Tianyuan Group and Huo's family.

But I didn't expect an unexpected surprise.

"Are you sure?" The old man's eyes flashed.

"I'm not sure. I can ask Qiao Xi to take a look for you." It's just a guess, no one can confirm it.

"No, just wait."

Huo Weiguo took his hand and said, "Wait a minute! Wait until I confirm her identity first, and don't talk about it to anyone else."

Huo Jiancheng nodded obediently, "Okay, then I will visit you every day from now on."

outside the ward.

Huo Beiting heard what they said clearly!

Qiao Xi!

How could that village girl be related to the Chinese doctor Cheng Han? Huo Xingzhou is still disabled!

However, no matter what her status was, he could no longer tolerate the arrogant village girl.

It is better to kill by mistake than to let it go!

He wants to destroy Qiao Xi!

He clenched his fists, threw the food in his hand into the trash can, turned around and left. Walking to the door of the hospital, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Su Weiwei's number.

The phone went through quickly.

"Weiwei, do you want to take revenge on Qiao Xi? I heard that she doesn't have a medical qualification certificate yet."

A secret smile appeared on his lips.

Su Weiwei on the other end of the phone became interested when she heard this: "Beiting, how do you want to retaliate against her?"

Huo Beiting sneered a few times and revealed the plan. Su Weiwei's eyes lit up when she heard it.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

He used a public phone again to call Zhuo Feng, who was absconding.

……

the next day.

Qiao Xi was receiving treatment, and Dr. Yan stood aside and looked fascinated.

"very good."

Dr. Yan nodded, "Your acupuncture skills are even inferior to mine." At this point, Yan Shi'an was sure that her acupuncture was Cheng's acupuncture, but she just didn't know what kind of adventure Qiao Xi had. .

Qiao Xi rolled her eyes: "It's because you took care of the next patient, Wang Dafu!"

Every day, many patients come to Yan Shian, the city hospital's gold medalist, and he is often too busy to keep his feet off the floor. Now that Qiao Xi is helping him, he is much less stressed.

In the Chinese medicine clinic, an honest and honest couple came in.

"My husband has lost his appetite recently. He vomits after eating, and his stomach always hurts." The plainly dressed woman said worriedly.

Qiao Xi comforted him: "Don't worry, just extend your right hand first."

Traditional Chinese medicine does not distinguish between left and right hands when diagnosing pulse, but the heart, liver and kidneys are in the left hand, and the lungs, spleen and vital gate are in the right hand. From the patient's description, it should be a problem with the spleen and stomach.

"Erosive gastritis is not a big problem." Qiao Xi looked at Yan Shi'an and said, "Please help me check to see if I'm sure."

Yan Shian nodded and took his pulse.

"It's indeed gastritis. Prescribe a prescription and take it for three months, paying attention to dietary restrictions. Acupuncture will help with the treatment, and it will be faster."

"We want acupuncture!" Wang Dafu shouted, nervously covering the tiny camera on his chest.

"Okay, Xiao Qiao, please make arrangements." Yan Shi'an said softly.

"it is good."

As Yan Shian watched from the side, Qiao Xi made preliminary preparations and gave the written prescription to Yan Shian for inspection and signature, and then gave Wang Dafu acupuncture.

The phone in the clinic suddenly rang. It was the call from the nurse's desk.

Yan Shian put the prescription aside and walked over to pick it up, "Hello?"

"Dr. Yan, your family called to say that your son had a car accident! Your phone is turned off and they can't contact you!"

"What? Are you in the emergency room? I'll be right over!"

Yan Shian was so anxious that he ran out of the Chinese medicine clinic with his head buzzing.

After Qiao Xi finished giving Wang Dafu acupuncture, she asked him to wait in the consulting room: "I'll go find Dr. Yan to sign. You guys wait a moment."

As soon as she left, Wang Dafu and his wife quickly packed up their things, picked up the prescription on the desk and ran away.

Qiao Xi walked halfway and met Yan Shi'an who had just returned and asked, "Doctor Yan, how is your family?"

Yan Shian said angrily: "It was a prank. The other party said it was a wrong call."

"It's fine."

When they returned to the clinic, Wang Dafu was nowhere to be seen.

Qiao Xi searched around but couldn't find the prescription, so she said, "The prescription hasn't been signed yet."

"Generally, if you don't sign, the pharmacy won't prescribe the medicine, so it's no big deal."

Yan Shian has been practicing medicine for many years and has encountered many situations. Generally, patients are easy to talk to, and this kind of gastritis is a mild disease, and nothing serious will happen.

Qiao Xi nodded, but she didn't know why she felt uncomfortable.

……

when off work.

Shu Xue at the nurse's station handed Qiao Xi a form.

"Dr. Qiao, your application for regularization will be officially approved next month, and then you will start working the night shift. Fill out this form, and be sure to write the emergency contact column." Shu Xue leaned aside and watched her fill it out. .

"Hey, I'm here to fill you in as your husband." She said gossiping.

Qiao Xi blocked it unnaturally, "My family is not in Haicheng, so I have to fill in for him."

"Tsk, tsk, show your affection to me. Don't forget to set up your mobile phone, and pay attention to safety when you go home from the night shift." Shu Xue reminded, "However, I saw your husband coming to pick you up again. Go quickly!"

The corners of Qiao Xi's mouth turned up slightly: "I'm leaving first."

She packed up her things and walked out of the hospital.

Sure enough, she saw the familiar car, and Lao Chen opened the door for her.

Qiao Xi saw the man in the car and said hello.

"Mr. Huo."

She took out her phone, clicked on the settings page, and immediately filled in the emergency contacts.

This allowed her to quickly make a call. She tried pressing the power button several times, and the phone the man placed on her side began to vibrate.

"Wife" is displayed on the phone screen.

Qiao Xi felt even sweeter in her heart.

The man looked at her slightly puzzled: "What to do?"

"Setting up an emergency contact. Mr. Huo, who is your emergency contact?" Qiao Xi asked curiously.

She wondered who he thought of first.