Chapter 666: My Husband Had a Vasectomy

Chapter 666: My Husband Got a Vasectomy

Once the couple agreed, Jiang Yu chose a day off to accompany He Tingyue to the hospital for his vasectomy.

When she first mentioned it to Yao Xiangling, the older woman was silent for a long moment.

"Actually, getting a vasectomy is just a normal thing. Look how many women get their tubes tied. But what matters to your auntie is how much he cares for you. Xiao Yu, you’re wonderful, and Ting Yue is wonderful too."

Yao Xiangling’s youth was marred by marital strife and regrets.

But seeing Jiang Yu and He Tingyue like this, she felt content.

"Go ahead, don’t miss the appointment. I’ll ask Aunt Lan to prepare some food and send it to the hospital later."

Jiang Yu and He Tingyue arrived at the hospital, but she stayed quiet the whole way.

It was He Tingyue who ended up comforting her instead: "Sweetheart, it’s no big deal. I’ll be out soon."

Jiang Yu gripped his hand. "I’ll be right here waiting. Don’t worry."

Watching the young couple act like it was a life-or-death situation, Director Chen couldn’t help but laugh.

"What’s there for him to be scared of? Director Wang’s doing the procedure—it’ll be fine. It’s not even as bad as childbirth."

Then she turned to reassure He Tingyue: "Your uncle got snipped years ago, and look at him—he’s perfectly fine..."

Before she could finish, her voice abruptly cut off, and her expression turned awkward.

She’d accidentally spilled the beans.

Jiang Yu’s eyes went wide. "Director Chen, who did you just mention? He Tingyue’s uncle—He Jundao?"

Director Chen laughed awkwardly and didn’t answer her question.

"Never mind, never mind."

The bombshell took Jiang Yu’s mind off her worries.

She quickly figured out why He Jundao had gotten a vasectomy so early.

Pure arrogance—he believed he already had a son.

Now she doubted: was He Dongqi even He Jundao’s son?

What about Yuan Jiayin? Could she also be He Jundao and Wei Xiuru’s child?

If they were both his kids, why would he send one away to be raised by others?

Jiang Yu couldn’t wrap her head around it, so she temporarily pushed the matter to the back of her mind and waited patiently for He Tingyue to come out.

The surgery didn’t take too long. Before Jiang Yu felt like she’d waited long, He Tingyue emerged.

He looked fine, just a little pale.

Jiang Yu took his hand—still sturdy and warm.

He managed a smile. "It’s fine. Didn’t hurt."

Director Wang bluntly called him out: "Don’t lie—of course it hurt. There’s no way it didn’t. But don’t worry, recovery is quick. You’ll stay for observation the first two days, and if everything’s fine, you can be discharged. Oh, and no sex for two weeks—got it?"

Director Chen nodded with a smile, "Listen to Director Wang and rest well. It's nothing serious."

Jiang Yu nodded in agreement and asked, "Director Chen, you mentioned He Tingyue's *xiaoshu* (youngest paternal uncle) earlier..."

"Uh, I've got things to do. I’ll take my leave now. You two go rest in the ward."

Without even finishing the conversation, Director Chen hurriedly away.

Jiang Yu had no choice but to let it go for now and accompany the nurse as they wheeled He Tingyue to the ward.

The ward was a single room with basic but decent conditions, and at least it's private.

"Are you feeling any discomfort?" she asked with concern.

He Tingyue shook his head, "No discomfort, don’t worry."

Jiang Yu pouted, "Stubborn. Even Director Chen said it would hurt."

He Tingyue gently stroked her hand, "It definitely hurts, but it’s not unbearable."

Back when he was in the military, the wounds he suffered were way worse than this.

"Compared to you getting cut open for surgery, I feel fortunate."

Just glad it was me instead.

"Director Wang said recovery will be quick."

Jiang Yu rested her head on the hospital bed, pressing her cheek against the back of his hand.

"I’ll take time off from the factory tomorrow. I’ll stay these two days to take care of you."

"You don't have to..."

"What do you mean, no need!" Jiang Yu's eyes went wide. "If I say I’m staying, I’m staying. Stop talking and close your eyes to rest."

He Tingyue closed his mouth without another word and didn’t argue further.

For two full days, Jiang Yu stayed at the hospital to care for He Tingyue, even staying overnight by his bedside.

On the second day, Director Chen stopped by for his checkup.

"Your husband is in good shape and is recovering well. He can be discharged today."

Jiang Yu asked, "Can we borrow a wheelchair? He still feels some pain when walking."

He Tingyue, uncharacteristically embarrassed, quickly said, "No need, I can walk."

Director Chen chuckled, "Jiang Yu, don’t worry too much. A little pain is to be expected and won’t affect walking. Just follow the aftercare instructions, and he’ll recover within a week."

"Alright, thank you, Director Chen."

As they left the hospital, Jiang Yu kept stealing glances at him.

"Are you sure you don’t need a wheelchair?"

He Tingyue said with a resigned sigh, "Wife, just stop staring at my down there, and it’ll be fine."

Jiang Yu turned pink, "I’m just worried you’re uncomfortable! I heard this is the most sensitive area for men, and going under the knife there—what if it stops working right afterward?"

He Tingyue: "..."

His gaze was deep, his tone calm and unruffled. "You’ll see if it works in two weeks."

Jiang Yu pouted. "I don’t care about that stuff. Even if you can’t, I’ll still love only you."

"Fine, shut up then."

Jiang Yu: "..."

They disappeared for two days, and the neighbors in the housing complex were all guessing where they had gone.

It wasn’t until Xu Lihua asked Yao Xiangling that the latter replied indifferently, "They went to get sterilized."

Xu Lihua was shocked. "Jiang Yu really doesn’t want a second child? How could she be so hard on herself, even going for sterilization?"

Yao Xiangling didn’t explain much—it was their private matter as a couple.

As soon as Jiang Yu reappeared, she was bombarded with questions.

"Jiang Yu, did you really go through with sterilization?"

"Are you sticking with just Ning Ning and not having another?"

"Did Section Chief He agree to you getting sterilized?"

"Jiang Yu, you’re closing off all your chances!"

Jiang Yu was completely baffled. "I didn’t get sterilized. Who told you that lie?"

Hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Xu Lihua.

Xu Lihua quickly defended herself, "Your aunt’s the one who said it! I’m not lying!"

She’d been burned by Jiang Yu before, so she dared not spread rumors about her.

Just then, Old Lady Qian, hearing the commotion, walked in from outside.

The whole complex was gossiping about Jiang Yu’s sterilization these past two days, and she thought it was ridiculous.

Getting sterilized without even having a son? Outrageous!

"Jiang Yu, I have to say, you’re pushing your luck. Even if you want to get sterilized, you should at least give your man a son!"

She rambled on, muttering that if Wang Moli dared do such a thing, she’d raise hell to stop her.

"Your man treats you well enough, yet you won’t even leave him a son. Who’ll take care of him in his old age? Who’ll keep his name alive? This time, you’ve gone too far!"

Old Lady Qian looked at her with disdain. "A wife like you—back in the village, you’d be divorced for sure! If not divorced, your husband would beat you senseless!"

Wang Moli walked over, her expression cold.

"Mom, butt out. Go home and watch the baby!"

Old Lady Qian curled her lip. "You watch him first. Your cousin’s gone too far—I’m just teaching her a lesson."

Wang Moli scoffed. "She’s the deputy factory manager. Who do you think you are, lecturing her? Get your own house in order before lecturing others. Go home!"

Old Lady Qian trembled, but under Wang Moli’s stern pressure, she retreated resentfully, muttering curses as she left.

Jiang Yu pursed her lips and pointed at He Tingyue, saying, "I really didn't have a vasectomy."

Xu Lihua murmured "Oh," and replied, "That's good if you didn't..."

"My husband did."

When it sank in, she was utterly shocked and gasped, "What? What did you say? Who had a vasectomy?"

He Tingyue, who had been pushed to the edge of the crowd, spoke up: "Aunt Xu, I did."

Like she'd been hit over the head, Xu Lihua's mind reeled.

She recognized every word he said, but put together, they made no sense.

Ignoring their stunned reactions, Jiang Yu slipped her arm through He Tingyue's.

"Aunt Xu, we're going home now. The doctor said he needs a few days of rest."

"Oh, right, rest... he should rest." Xu Lihua dazedly moved aside.

The moment they left, the courtyard buzzed with gossip.

The news raced through, and in no time, the entire housing complex knew.

He Tingyue had a vasectomy!

If it had been any other man, perhaps it wouldn't have caused such a stir.

But this was He Tingyue!