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Chapter 39
The Jiang family’s hospital is located far away from the noisy city. There is no car whistle and crowd noise. The ward is also very quiet. Time flows with the air.
The warm yellow bedside lamp shone on Fu Zhen's face, and the fine fluff on his face can be seen.
Jiang Hengshu noticed that Fu Zhen's eyelashes trembled lightly, and he was about to wake up, but Jiang Hengshu hadn't figured out how to tell Fu Zhen about it later.
Not long after, Fu Zhen opened his eyes and looked at the white snow on his head. He was in a daze. After a while, he remembered what happened before he passed out. He turned his head slightly and looked at Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu stood quietly not far from his hospital bed, looking down at his stomach, the expression in his eyes seemed a little heavy.
Fu Zhen was frightened by his serious expression. He blinked, feeling a little uneasy. He might be terminally ill.
Fu Zhen cautiously asked Jiang Hengshu: "What's the matter?"
Jiang Hengshu came over and sat down by Fu Zhen's bed. He tried to make his voice sound as less excited as possible. He held Fu Zhen's hand and said to him, "You... are pregnant."
Fu Zhen was stunned, looking at Jiang Hengshu blankly like a piece of wood, almost exactly the same as Jiang Hengshu’s expression when he heard these four words from the doctor. It took a while before he realized that Jiang Hengshu and Jiang Hengshu What do those four words I said mean?
It's just that Jiang Hengshu didn't know, but Fu Zhen knew that the child in his stomach belonged to him and Jiang Hengshu.
It was the first time Jiang Hengshu encountered this kind of thing. He had been thinking about it for a long time. He said to Fu Zhen: "The doctor said you can give birth to this child. If you want to keep this child, I will raise him with you. I will treat him as my own child, if you don’t want to..."
Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu's serious appearance when he spoke. He was very moved and wanted to laugh. He did laugh. His eyebrows were crooked. He interrupted Jiang Hengshu's words and said to him, "The child is your."
"...I want this kid—" Jiang Hengshu's voice stopped abruptly. He looked at Fu Zhen, his blue eyes were slightly confused, as if he hadn't heard what Fu Zhen had just said.
Fu Zhen held Jiang Hengshu's hand back, and he said to Jiang Hengshu: "If I am really pregnant, then this child can only be yours."
Jiang Hengshu's eyes became more confused. He didn't understand how the child in Fu Zhen's stomach became his own.
Fu Zhen pursed his lips and looked at Jiang Hengshu's beautiful blue eyes like jewels. He said softly: "December 6th. In the bar, you seemed to be drugged that night. I was called by the bar manager. Go and help you to rest in room 306. I might have some other drinks, so that night we two..."
He could hear every word Fu Zhen said, but when combined, he couldn't understand it. The room was quiet, and the needle drop was audible. After a while, Jiang Hengshu digested all Fu Zhen's words. He stared at Fu Zhen's face and asked him, "It was you that night?"
Fu Zhen nodded shyly.
Jiang Hengshu took a deep breath and buried his face in Fu Zhen's palm. His voice was a little muffled, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I...I thought you were at that time..." Fu Zhen opened his mouth, some not knowing how to explain it to Jiang Hengshu.
When Fu Zhen first wanted to talk to Jiang Hengshu about this matter, Jiang Hengshu told him that he already had someone he liked, and he didn’t want to turn this matter into Jiang Hengshu’s troubles, so he didn’t. Mention, later he and Jiang Hengshu came together and gradually forgot about this incident.
Jiang Hengshu held his hand and raised his head: "Forget it, it doesn't matter."
Fu Zhen found that Jiang Hengshu's eyes seemed to glow. This was the first time he saw similar signs of weakness on Jiang Hengshu's face in such a long time.
But soon this little trace disappeared without a trace. Jiang Hengshu straightened his expression. It is very difficult for a man to conceive and have a child. He calmly did not know that the child was himself. Fu Zhen was given the opportunity to choose, "This kid, if you don't want it, we don't want it." After he said this, he was silent for a while, and said to Fu Zhen, "I listen to you."
After a short period of shock and touch, Fu Zhen also began to be troubled by this problem. He never thought that one day he could really get pregnant. Now in his belly, he has a child with Jiang Hengshu. And Jiang Hengshu gave himself the right to choose whether to keep the child.
Fu Zhen had no way to make a decision for a time. He couldn't imagine that one day he would show up in front of everyone with a big belly, but this child belonged to him and Jiang Hengshu, and he thought that in the future there would be someone who looked like Jiang Hengshu The child calls himself father, and his heart becomes so soft.
"Let me think about it." Fu Zhen said to Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and stroked Fu Zhen's forehead twice, "Don’t put pressure on it. It doesn’t matter to me whether you have this child or not. If I like him, it’s because this child belongs to you. , To me, you are the most important, understand?"
"Yeah." Fu Zhen nodded.
"You lie down for a while, I'll bring you some food." Jiang Hengshu stood up, turned and left the ward.
After less than twenty minutes, Jiang Hengshu came back. He returned with two meals, accompanied Fu Zhen to settle the dinner together in the ward, and then put the lunch box in a plastic bag, ready to throw it out in the trash. In the bucket.
"Jiang Hengshu..." Fu Zhen stopped Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu looked back at him: "What's the matter? Is it something uncomfortable?"
"I want to keep him." Fu Zhen said shyly, like a chick that just got out of the eggshell, "I just seemed to hear it moving inside."
The baby in Fu Zhen's belly is only one month old, and it looks like a gestational sac during the examination. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to feel that he is moving.
Jiang Hengshu nodded: "Okay, let's keep him."
The matter was decided in this way. After Jiang Hengshu went out, he dumped the leftovers into the wet trash can, threw the lunch box into the dry trash can, and then washed his hands and returned to Fu Zhen's side.
Fu Zhen sat on the bed leaning on the pillow. After Jiang Hengshu returned, he grabbed his hand and said to him, "Don't do anything as dangerous as today."
Jiang Hengshu smiled and said to Fu Zhen: "Aren't you the same?"
Regardless of his own danger, he wanted to push Jiang Hengshu away.
"But you are different from me." Fu Zhen shook his head. If something happens to him, probably only Jiang Hengshu will be sad for himself. And Jiang Hengshu is the only child in the Jiang family. If he has an accident, the rest of the Jiang family will not be able to bear it. Probably Aiwu and Wu. Haven’t seen Jiang Hengshu’s family yet, Fu Zhen doesn’t want them to be sad. .
Jiang Hengshu touched Fu Zhen's head: "It's all the same."
Fu Zhen was silent for a while. He raised his head and asked Jiang Hengshu: "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"
"I'll ask the doctor for you."
Before Jiang Hengshu got out of the ward, the doctor came by himself. He held Fu Zhen’s medical record in his hand. Knowing that Fu Zhen wanted to be discharged, the doctor nodded, “He was just frightened and there was no trauma on his body. If he is slightly malnourished, you can take him back to add some nutrition," the doctor paused, and told them, "Remember not to do bed exercises. Just nine months, you will be fine."
Jiang Hengshu hummed calmly. Fu Zhen didn't expect this to happen. He hung his head, his face was flushed, and his exposed ears were red.
"You young people are full of firepower, I can understand, but for nine months, forbearance will pass. If it doesn't work, you can help each other with your hands."
"Isn't it possible at the back?" Fu Zhen raised his head and asked the doctor, his face flushed with almost bleeding.
Jiang Hengshu and Fu Zhen are not lustful. They just make it impossible for the couple who just confirmed their relationship to be close for the next nine months. It is a bit inhumane. After all, they both sleep in the same bed every night. It's normal to fire the gun.
The doctor gave a light cough: "The latter is okay, but don't be too intense, and the previous preparations must be done well, and the frequency should not be too frequent."
Fu Zhen's face is getting redder and red. Now he regrets asking the question just now. He tilts his head and glances at Jiang Hengshu next to him, Jiang Hengshu pursing his lips, listening very seriously.
It was already dark, Jiang Hengshu didn't know where he got a silver-gray Pullman, and took Fu Zhen back home with him.
Soon after returning home, Jiang Hengshu answered a phone call. Without Fu Zhen on his back, he directly connected the phone and asked the person on the other end: "Those people found?"
"It has been found. Their license plate number is forged. After the collision failed, they drove the car into a forest in the suburbs, threw down the car and ran away."
The man continued to ask Jiang Hengshu: "Then what do you want to do next?"
"Send to the police station."
"what?"
Jiang Hengshu said: "Buying murder should be the death penalty."
"This... the score situation."
...
After learning that those people had failed to hit someone, Zhao Jin knew that he might not find a second chance to kill Fu Zhen in a short period of time. Since this was the case, it would be better to die.
He immediately asked someone to release the news. In the video, the young man with mosaics was Fu Zhen, and he was still guiding the wind. He was the real director of "Spring Huashan". Fu Zhen only relied on his family background to become " The director of "Spring Huashan", the real person behind the scenes is Zhao Jin.
He was still waiting for Tang Wanwan to tell Fu Jianchen to clarify for him.