Chapter 38 (Seven thousand comments plus more)

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date="2020-12-08"

title="Chapter 38 (Seven thousand comments plus more) "

weight="109035"

series = ["I Woke up and Was Pregnant"]

mode = "manual"

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Fu Zhen didn't know that the danger was coming, and his face was full of smiles with Jiang Hengshu talking about the interesting thing he had just seen in the barbershop. Teacher Tony had a hair clipper in his hand, making a middle-two teenager look like a dream. The colorful long hair clicks and clicks a few scissors to clean it up.

Jiang Hengshu listened carefully to Fu Zhen's narration, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile. He turned his head slightly to look at Fu Zhen, his eyes filled with tenderness.

The setting sun sprinkled a scent of light on the horizon, reflected on the huge glass curtain wall, like a sea of ​​burning fire.

There was a constant roar of cars on the street. They walked on the sidewalk, and cars passed by them. Fu Zhen walked on the left side of Jiang Hengshu, leaning on the outside of the sidewalk.

All the danger only happened at that moment. When the malicious car rushed towards them, Jiang Hengshu's ears moved, as if he noticed that the danger might come.

When Fu Zhen heard it, he turned his head unintentionally, and saw the beast roaring at them. It came with an unstoppable momentum, the street trees broke, the isolation belt was destroyed, and the pedestrians behind screamed loudly.

At this time, it seemed that it was too late to dodge. Fu Zhen subconsciously wanted to push Jiang Hengshu away, but before he touched Jiang Hengshu's arm, he was pulled into the bottom of the sidewalk by Jiang Hengshu. In the flowerbed on the side, Jiang Hengshu only had time to hide two steps inside.

The car that rushed quickly past Jiang Hengshu, and it was less than ten centimeters away from Jiang Hengshu.

Fu Zhen was stupid. It was not until the car completely disappeared at the end of the street that he came back to his senses slightly. After a while in his heart, the blood on his face faded away, and his heart was pounding. He jumped out of his chest, eyes full of fear.

Just a little bit, only that little bit, he might never see Jiang Hengshu again.

Fu Zhen's eyes soon became misty. He wanted to complain that Jiang Hengshu shouldn't have done that just now, but his lips were trembling and he couldn't say the whole thing. He could only look at Jiang Hengshu for a while. Tears flowed down.

To prevent the windy car from coming back, Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen into the bank on the side of the road. He hugged Fu Zhen, patted his back lightly, and calmed him in a low voice: "It's okay, don't be afraid. do not be afraid."

Fu Zhen's face was pale, his breathing was rapid, and he was as fragile as a leftover leaf in the wind, unable to withstand the slightest storm.

Jiang Hengshu can only comfort him all the time, hoping that he can quickly come out of the shock just now.

Fu Zhen always remembered the scene just now. He hated that he was dragging Jiang Hengshu. If the car went a little bit more here, Jiang Hengshu might just... he didn't want to think about it anymore. , But couldn't control it, and there was even a scene of Jiang Hengshu appearing in a pool of blood.

Fu Zhen was tortured by guilt, and the emotions that had just calmed down became agitated again. He had difficulty breathing, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. In the end, his eyes went dark and he passed out directly in Jiang Hengshu's arms.

Fu Zhen didn't seem to have any wounds on the surface. Jiang Hengshu was still afraid of other problems in his body. In addition, he was now in a coma and had to take him to the hospital for a full body examination.

Because Fu Zhen is different from ordinary people, Jiang Hengshu cannot send him to the hospital where he was sent back. Fortunately, Jiang’s family also has a hospital in Pinghai City. Although it is not large, the medical facilities are relatively complete. They are also elites for many years.

Jiang Hengshu walked out of the bank holding Fu Zhen, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and set off to Jiang's hospital.

The driver was a middle-aged man. Looking at Jiang Hengshu Fu Zhen, who was not bloody on his face, he asked, "What's wrong with this young man?"

"Anemia." Jiang Hengshu replied.

"Young people nowadays, they lose weight at every turn, and don't care about their own body at all. The other day I pulled a little girl, which was also on a diet..."

Jiang Hengshu responded to the driver’s words one after another. Finally, twenty minutes later, they arrived outside the Jiangjia Hospital. After Jiang Hengshu paid the money, he walked into the hospital with Fu Zhen who had not yet woken up. in.

After confirming that Fu Zhen had no skin trauma, Jiang Hengshu found a doctor he thought he knew to give him a full-body examination, focusing on his heart.

Before the examination, Jiang Hengshu said to the doctor: "His body is not the same. I hope that no one else will know about this except you."

The doctor nodded, "Understand, don't worry."

The doctor pushed Fu Zhen into the examination room, while Jiang Hengshu stood in the corridor outside waiting anxiously, but the doctor never came out.

Jiang Hengshu took out the phone in his jacket pocket, quickly entered a number, dialed it, and the call was answered after a while, Jiang Hengshu said to the person on the other end: "Help me check things."

"what?"

Jiang Hengshu told the other party what had happened just now, and the other party immediately responded and promised to give Jiang Hengshu a reply tonight.

Jiang Hengshu turned off his mobile phone and sat down on the chair by the wall. After a while, an old man came over with his wheelchair and said: "Xiao Jiang, why did you come to the hospital? Is anyone in your family sick?"

Jiang Hengshu stood up and replied, "Hello, Grandpa Qin, it's my love."

"Are you married?" The old man asked in surprise.

"not yet."

The old man wanted to ask one more question. A nurse walked over from the corridor and pushed his wheelchair: "Why are you here, Mr. Qin? The examination room is down."

Even though he was pushed away by the nurse, the old man turned his head and waved to Jiang Hengshu and said, "Waiting to drink your wedding drink!"

"You must be invited at that time." Jiang Hengshu promised.

After the old man left, the doctor walked out of the ward. He took off his plastic gloves and said to Jiang Hengshu: "Now there is a good news, a bad news to tell you, which one should you listen to first? "

Jiang Hengshu was not in the mood to play this game with the doctor, but he looked at the doctor with a relaxed expression, knowing that Fu Zhen should be fine, and said, "Good news."

"He is pregnant." The doctor said to Jiang Hengshu calmly.

Jiang Hengshu stood there looking at the doctor who was talking to him, motionless, without blinking his eyes, like an old statue, his blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which made people unable to do anything. See through his mind.

Jiang Hengshu felt that it took a long, long period of time before he fully understood the meaning of the four words the doctor just said.

Fu Zhen now has a child in his stomach, and this child is not his own.

Jiang Hengshu wondered whether the doctor had reversed the good news and bad news.

"I'm so happy?" The doctor knew nothing about Jiang Hengshu's torment, said to Jiang Hengshu with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder. "Many men are you when they know that they are going to be fathers. Such."

Jiang Hengshu felt deeply that his own and their mental journeys were probably not the same.

He suppressed the stormy waves in his heart and asked the doctor: "What about the bad news?"

The doctor smiled: "Because he has a special body, if you want to give birth to this child, you will not be able to do the exercise in bed for the next nine months."

"Also, his mood during pregnancy may be affected by hormonal changes. There are reasons for fainting today. It can be imagined that his mind should be very sensitive. You must bear with me."

Jiang Hengshu gave a hum, and asked, "Then how is his heart?"

"There is nothing wrong with the heart, but the past few years are too tired, let him rest and rest after returning, just raise him."

Jiang Hengshu: "How long has he been pregnant? If he were to give birth to this child, would there be any harm to his body?"

The doctor said: "It's probably a little over a month. I checked the development of other organs in his body. It shouldn't be dangerous."

Jiang Hengshu nodded, "I see, there is nothing wrong with the child, right?"

"I can't see this for the time being. I have to wait three months for the checkup." The doctor patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder and said to him, "He is about to wake up. Go in and see him."

Jiang Hengshu gave a hum, and the doctor turned and went to other wards.

After the doctor left, Jiang Hengshu did not immediately enter the room to visit Fu Zhen. He stood against the white wall of the hospital, raising his hand to press his forehead.

Fu Zhen had a child in his stomach. Jiang Hengshu knew that this child could not be his own. He had been a mercenary abroad for so many years, and he had never encountered such a difficult thing.

How would he talk to Fu Zhen?

Is this child his ex-boyfriend?

The doctor said that Fu Zhen’s child has been in his stomach for more than a month. Was it the first time he saw him? Still before that.

Jiang Hengshu felt jealous for the first time. In addition, this emotion was mixed with a little bit of distress and irritation. The distress was for Fu Zhen. He should have been pregnant at that time, but he was still on the construction site. Pushing the sand again and again, he was kidnapped and almost died in the little blue house.

And the anger is to himself, why didn't he meet him earlier, didn't put him under his wings earlier.

But regret has no use.

A few minutes later, Jiang Hengshu gathered the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, turned around and walked to the outside of Fu Zhen's ward. He gently opened the door and walked in.

Fu Zhen on the hospital bed was still asleep, thick and curled eyelashes like a small brush, casting a small shadow on the eyelids, his mouth opened slightly, making a small gasp. His face was still a little pale, but it was much better than before, and his chest was steadily rising and falling with even breathing.

Jiang Hengshu stopped and stood less than one meter from the hospital bed, quietly watching him.