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According to the standards of a pregnant woman, Zhou Heng made vitamin-supplemented carrot slices, protein-supplemented vegetables and bean curd sticks, steamed sea bass, and millet red date porridge that was easy to digest and absorb.

I boiled eggs again and steamed a box of small steamed buns.

For breakfast, it was ample.

Murong Qing ate the whole fish, two eggs, six small steamed buns, and drank a bowl of porridge with a la carte.

Zhou Heng looked at Brother Qing who had become a "foodie" and was a little hesitant, but in the end he didn't stop him. Murong Qing is very hypocritical now, if he feels that he doesn't love him again, he will go on a hunger strike if he gets awkward again.

Then, Zhou Heng watched Murong Qing helplessly again.

After the meal, it was natural that Zhou Heng cleaned up the dishes, and Murong Qing sat lazily on the sofa, looking a little tired.

Probably because of the pregnant woman's psychology, Murong Qing felt that he was too tired to eat and walk, not to mention that he did two hypoxic exercises early in the morning, and now he just wanted to slump quietly on the sofa to digest food, and he didn't even bother to watch the TV.

Zhou Heng came out after packing up, took a glass of freshly squeezed juice, and looked at Murong Qing who wanted to sink himself into the sofa, and raised the corners of his lips in a happy mood.

In his eyes, Murong Qing seemed to enjoy the feeling of being pregnant, if Brother Qing really wanted to have one, it would not be impossible for him to find a way.

After all, he is a demon who has lived for more than 2000 years.

Zhou Heng put away his careful thoughts, handed the juice to Murong Qing and shook it: "Orange juice, supplemented with vitamin C, can enhance resistance."

Murong Qing burped while looking at the glass, but reached out to take it in action. Zhou Heng couldn't help laughing, and turned around to put the orange juice on the coffee table: "I'll drink it later."

Murong Qing blushed and hugged her stomach, as if saying, I am also helpless, it is your son who wants to eat, and it is none of my business.

"Tired?" Zhou Heng sat beside Murong Qing, rubbed his legs, and said with a light smile, "Do you still have the strength to go out for a walk?"

"..." Zhou Heng's strength was just right, he narrowed his eyes comfortably, like a well-fed Persian cat: "Do you want to go out later?"

"Okay." Zhou Heng said and hugged Murong Qing up: "Then it's almost noon, I'll take you out for dinner, and then go shopping."

While talking, Zhou Heng carried Murong Qing upstairs.

Zhou Heng carried him all the way to the third floor, put him on the big stone bed, held him in his arms, and rubbed his stomach.

The warm spring sun shone on his face, and Murong Qing couldn't help squinting his eyes. He raised his hand and stretched out his five fingers. Afraid……"

Suddenly hearing what Murong Qing said, Zhou Heng, who was indulging in Murong Qing's fair and slender fingers, froze for a moment, and immediately lowered his eyebrows to look at Murong Qing: "What are you afraid of?"

Murong Qing's brows furrowed a little with the naked eye: "I'm afraid you will regret it."

Soon Murong Qing continued: "I'm afraid you'll regret saying you love me, I'm afraid you'll regret the divorce, I'm afraid you'll regret the promise you made to me."

"Fool." Zhou Heng also raised his hand, crossed his five fingers between Murong Qing's five fingers and held his tightly, and pulled it to his lips for a kiss: "But what I'm really afraid of is that you will leave me, that you will leave me. Don't trust me, I'm afraid you will be unhappy."

Zhou Heng's voice was extremely deep and convincing. As he spoke, he pulled Murong Qing into his arms again. This subtle movement just showed the restlessness in his heart.

Murong Qing pondered for a moment, then suddenly put one hand back around Zhou Heng's neck, raised his head and kissed his lips.

The extremely tricky posture is even more provocative.

Zhou Heng lifted the back of his neck and seized the initiative.

After a while, Murong Qing was out of breath and limp on Zhou Heng's chest, closed her wet eyes and said, "Brother Heng, I only tested it with test strips a few times after I was pregnant."

Zhou Heng's throat suddenly went dry, and he didn't know how to answer: "..."

Fortunately, Murong Qing didn't mean to force him to answer: "I'll take a nap for a while, let's go to the hospital first, I'll go for an examination."

The corner of Zhou Heng's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to touch Murong Qing's head: "Well, go to sleep."

Murong Qing spoke again, but his voice was already very weak: "Or in the afternoon."

"Chirp, um." Zhou Heng kissed the top of Murong Qing's head, already thinking about how to fool Murong Qing.

As soon as Murong Qing fell asleep, Zhou Gou started jumping up and down.

Fake, fake, fake!

Zhou Heng didn't wake Murong Qing up, and Murong Qing slept until noon, past lunch time, let alone going to the hospital.

So the two of them went straight to the restaurant after getting dressed.

It is also the Nanchao Wangfu Hotel under Zhou Heng's name.

After a full meal, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Heng asked Murong Qing where he wanted to go first.

At this time, Zhou Heng was ready for everything. Whether Murong Qing was going to take a pregnancy test or take vitamins for pregnant husbands, he could guarantee that he would not show any flaws.

As soon as Zhou Heng asked, Murong Qing suddenly felt that he was too confident. He was afraid of offending Zhou Heng, so he couldn't help but shrink back: "It's fine, it's up to you."

Zhou Heng got up and walked around the table, helped Murong Qing up, and pecked at the corner of his lips: "Then... let's go to the hospital first, then go to the maternity store to pick up vitamins, then go shopping in the supermarket, and finally go home, I will give you the best of luck." How about you cook and eat?"

Such an arrangement is just right for him, Murong Qing curled the corners of his lips and nodded: "Yeah."

The Zhou family’s business has been in business for more than 2000 years since the Qin Dynasty. It’s hard to say whether the Zhou family has not been involved in any industry, big or small. In short, there are hospitals, and there is no shortage of pharmacies.

Zhou Heng first took Murong Qing to the Nanchao Hospital in the urban area. He took Murong Qing directly to the VIP channel, which was naturally the pregnancy examination department.

However, the pregnancy examination department on the top floor usually receives celebrities and politicians who have extremely high requirements for privacy. The hospital can easily fulfill Zhou Heng's request in the morning.

After Zhou Heng took Murong Qing to the top floor of the hospital, there was only one nurse at the elevator entrance to receive them, and the spacious outer hall was empty.

Murong Qing looked around, "Why is the hospital so cold?"

It was nothing like he had imagined.

The beautiful nurse explained to Murong Qing with a smile: "Mr. Zhou has made an appointment for one-on-one VIP service in our hospital. Doctor Liu will only receive you this afternoon."

Murong Qing nodded, thinking that the hospital must be too expensive, so there would be no clients.

But thinking about Zhou Heng's worth, it's not surprising.

That's right, the doctor Liu that the nurse said was Liu Susu. If it wasn't for Murong Qing to be more convinced, she would have to put on airs, and she would have rushed to the basement to wait for the male god.

It's not that Zhou Heng's subordinates have no trustworthy people, no, it's a demon, but the less people who know that Murong Qing is sick, the better. In addition, Liu Susu is a woman, so she should have a higher understanding of emergencies.

However, Zhou Heng's comprehensive arrangement was inappropriate in Murong Qing's eyes. When he saw Liu Susu, he felt a little uneasy. He asked Zhou Heng in a low voice, "Is there no Omega doctor in the hospital?"

"..." Zhou Heng was confused for a moment, and quickly put his arms around Murong Qing and whispered in his ear: "If you don't want her to see it, I'll call you another doctor."

Murong Qing blushed: "No, don't bother."

But after a while, Zhou Heng knew why Murong Qing was shy.

Liu Susu introduced herself first, and Murong Qing, who was out of her mind, really didn't remember her.

Liu Susu asked Murong Qing and Zhou Heng to sit down first. She was wearing a white coat and a big mask. There are medical trays and hospital medical records, which are quite professional.

She first drew Murong Qing's blood, handed it to the nurse for testing, then picked up a pen and started talking.

After Liu Susu looked up at the male god very quickly, she asked Murong Qing, "Murong Qing, is that right?"

Murong Qing sat upright and answered the question: "Yes."

Liu Susu finished writing with beautiful handwriting: "Age."

Murong Qing: "23 years old."

Liu Susu almost didn't smile, wondering if the actor was dissatisfied with her age, either twenty or 23, tender and tender, she tried her best to suppress the corners of her mouth before raising her head and asking, "When did you find out you were pregnant?"

"Ten days ago." Murong Qing replied, "I tested three times with test strips, and they all showed pregnancy."

"Yeah." Well, you'll know it's an oolong when you buy another test strip. Liu Susu's internal organs were shaking, and she glanced at the male god: "...the last time I lived before I was pregnant when?"

Murong Qing blushed suddenly, and stammered: "It's about a month after the pregnancy test, forty days from now... Then, after that time, I haven't had heat again, so..."

"Well, you should be pregnant," Liu Susu changed the subject and put down the pen: "However, I still need to do an examination to confirm the details. Come with me."

Zhou Heng also consciously followed.

Liu Susu invited Murong Qing to the room connected to the office. There were three computers in it. The little nurse who received them just now was sitting between the two computers, controlling the interface.

Next to the computer was a narrow bed one meter wide. The bed was covered with a brand new disposable blue medical bed cover. On the other side of the narrow bed were two large screen interfaces, which were only opened after they entered.

In fact, Zhou Heng's entry was extremely unruly. Murong Qing even glanced at Zhou Heng and then looked at Liu Susu's face, thinking that the other party might want to kick someone out.

But Murong Qing obviously thought too much, Liu Susu sat directly in front of the computer closest to the bed, and said, "Take off your shoes and lie on the bed, and pull your shirt up to your chest."

Murong Qing was thin-skinned, he glanced at Zhou Heng cautiously, and when he saw Zhou Heng coming to help him to bed, he sat on it with a blushing face, and rolled up the hem of his clothes.

Liu Susu took a white bottle, turned the chair to face Murong Qing: "The bottom trousers have to be pulled down to expose the whole belly."

Before Liu Susu could finish her sentence, she felt a murderous aura. She glanced sideways at Zhou Heng's extremely ferocious gaze. Her heart trembled in fright, and the pregnancy test auxiliary fluid in her hand almost dropped.

After Murong Qing lowered the trouser waist a little, Liu Susu didn't care whether it was compliant or not, and hurriedly poured the auxiliary liquid on Murong Qing's stomach. of!!"

Liu Susu glanced at him tremblingly, she was very scared in her heart, but kept calm on her face: "Yes."

Then, taking advantage of Murong Qing's inattention, she prayed to Zhou Heng with a bitter face, "Heat it up next time."

Then Liu Susu put the measuring head on Murongqing's stomach to even out the mucus, which seemed very skillful.

Then, the intra-abdominal images appeared on the two monitors facing Murong Qing.