Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“You haven’t told me why you asked me this question.” Han Yichen frowned as he stared at the dumbfounded person in front of him and reminded her in hushed tones.
It was only then that Zhao Youlin snapped out of her trance and said solemnly, “Well… Yichen, you’d better keep your cool about what I’m going to say next…”
Han Yichen’s expression darkened, but he said nothing.
Zhao Youlin schooled her face before she said in a low voice, “Before this, the female staff in my company experienced a similar situation as Yue Yue. Later… she became pregnant.”
Right after Zhao Youlin spoke, Mu Tingfeng and Han Yichen, who were inside the washroom, immediately gathered their attention on An Yue. To be precise, they focused on An Yue’s belly!
“Did you mean…” An unusual hint of surprise appeared in Han Yichen’s usual cool appearance.
An Yue, on the other hand, looked like a deer in headlights. For a moment, she felt the sky above her head spin. She sucked in a cold breath and reflexively grabbed the nearest point of support — Han Yichen’s neck.
“Chen, what are you doing? Let go of me.” It took An Yue some time before she realized what had happened, and she struggled with all her might to stand on her own two feet.
However, Han Yichen ignored her struggles. At that moment, his thoughts were consumed by Zhao Youlin’s words. He carried An Yue and dashed outside.
Zhao Youlin and Mu Tingfeng exchanged glances before they followed suit.
Duan Yarong and the rest of her group did not follow them. However, in their hearts, they were concerned about An Yue’s condition. When they saw Han Yichen carrying An Yue and rushing out, they could no longer hold themselves back. They rose and asked in puzzlement, “What happened? What is going on? What’s wrong with Yue Yue?”
Han Yichen did not directly respond to their questions. He left a message, “Ask the family doctor to come over and check on her.” After that, he carried An Yue upstairs. The crowd was left behind, staring at one another at a loss.
By the time Zhao Youlin and Mu Tingfeng emerged, they were greeted by this sight. She wanted to tell the adults that they should not be concerned about An Yue. However, she was not particularly sure about it. As such, it was best to still hold some reservations about her guess and give them a reminder to call the doctor. “Yue Yue doesn’t seem to be feeling well. If possible, it’s best to have the family doctor come over.”
Duan Yarong and the rest of her group grew increasingly worried when they saw Zhao Youlin speak with such solemnity. They could not care much less about Su Ruixin’s presence and quickly rose to call the doctor.
Similar to the Su and Mu families, the Zhao family had their own private doctor.
The Zhao family’s private doctor was old and in his sixties. He was a retired physician. The doctor was well-versed in medicine and had a wealth of experience.
Before this, Joy had a fever and could not get a doctor at that time because he was not around because of personal issues. As a result, Zhao Youlin had to carry Joy to the hospital, only to bump into Mu Tingfeng, who was accompanying Su Qing for her maternity check-up.
Fortunately, unlike the previous time, the old doctor did not have to leave due to an emergency. He appeared at the Zhao family’s main residence as soon as he received Duan Yarong’s phone call.
The crowd gathered around An Yue’s bed. They were worried as they watched the old doctor carefully examine her. They had, at many times, wanted to say something but held themselves back for fear of interrupting the old doctor’s diagnosis.
An Yue lay helplessly on the bed. In fact, she had attempted to sit up on the bed countless times before. After all, she had the elders by her side, and she did not feel like there was any big deal with her condition. She felt impolite lying on the bed with them all around her.
However, whenever she sat up, Han Yichen, who had predicted what she was trying to do, would push her down on the bed. After several attempts, Duan Yarong could not stand it any longer and advised her, “Yue Yue, you’re not feeling well. Don’t make things difficult for yourself. All you have to do is lie down on the bed.”
An Yue could not refute her. As such, she lay down on the bed obediently without resistance.
An Yue was given a routine check-up by the old doctor. He then cast a glance at An Yue’s expression before he asked, “Did you throw up before I came over?”
An Yue answered honestly by nodding. The old doctor then asked, “Did you vomit anything? Did you eat anything before that?”
“Urm… I have bread and milk for breakfast. When I vomited, I hadn’t eaten anything for lunch. I didn’t vomit much. I’m guessing it was the stuff I ate in the morning. It was just dry heaving after that.”
The old doctor was deep in thought before he gave a nod. “Have you had any issues with your intestines or stomach? Does it hurt if I press here?”
The old doctor pressed the side of An Yue’s belly as he spoke. Han Yichen’s chest tightened. He was afraid that the doctor would inadvertently press the area where the child was.
Mu Tingfeng was the only man present who understood Han Yichen’s feelings at that moment. When he noticed Han Yichen’s demeanor, he knew exactly what was going through Han Yichen’s mind. He quickly pulled his hand and said, “Don’t be anxious. The doctor knows what to do.”
Han Yichen froze. It was only then that he realized he had lost his composure. He shot a grateful glance at Mu Tingfeng before returning his attention to the physician to wait for his diagnosis.
“No, it doesn’t hurt.” An Yue shook her head as she felt the pressure when the old doctor pressed her.
The old doctor pulled his hand away. He then asked An Yue to stick out her tongue so he could examine it. Nonetheless, he discovered nothing out of the ordinary. He creased his brows and was about to tell the crowd that the patient was fine and that the climate change was the cause of her gastrointestinal discomfort when Zhao Youlin, who had been watching by the side, took the first step forward and asked tentatively, “Doctor, Yue Yue is very healthy and seldom falls sick, but she vomited all of a sudden this time. Could you please check to see if she is… pregnant?”
Right after Zhao Youlin spoke, the crowd inside the room was struck dumb. By the time they returned to their senses, they drew in a cold breath in unison. They began to stare passionately at Han Yichen and An Yue.
Likewise, the old doctor was taken aback. He looked at An Yue, who was lying on the bed, before he said in a low voice, “Show me your hand for a moment.”
An Yue obediently did as she was told. The doctor took An Yue’s pulse as he asked, “How long have the vomiting symptoms been going on?”
“Um… This is the first time.”
The old doctor inquired once again, “Have you had your period in the past one or two months?”
An Yue was stunned. Her face turned red upon being asked this question in front of the crowd. However, she had to answer truthfully, “Not in the last month.”
The old doctor fell silent for a while before he asked, “Have you had sex recently?”
“Pfft…”
As expected, An Yue’s face turned extremely red upon hearing the old doctor’s question. She opened her mouth but did not say anything.
Han Yichen’s eyes flashed. He took the initiative to speak up. “The earliest was two months ago. After we got married, we slept together two to three times a week.”
Most of the crowd was embarrassed upon hearing Han Yichen’s honest and straightforward statement. This was especially so for An Yue.
She would already have been flustered if she heard this statement as a bystander, but since she was involved this time, that feeling of embarrassment was only amplified several-fold.
As such, after Han Yichen finished saying this, she discreetly pulled the blanket over her head and covered most of her face, revealing her innocent and helpless enormous eyes.
