Chapter 15 Preparing for Pregnancy

"Wen Ci?!"

Before he finished speaking, a young doctor in a white coat walked out of the ward. Seeing Wen Ci fall to the ground, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

His professional medical knowledge made him notice Wen Ci's sprained ankle and he immediately stepped forward, "Sprained, right?"

"Come, put your arm around my shoulder. My clinic is just up ahead. I'll take you to get the medicine."

Chen Jinghe put Wen Ci's hand on his shoulder, hooked his arm in a white coat around Wen Ci's waist, lifted her up and walked forward.

"Peizhou, it's inconvenient for me to wear high heels. Can you help me?"

"Peizhou?"

"Peizhou!"

Song Wanqing was still sitting on the ground at this moment, reaching out her hand weakly towards Xie Peizhou.

But Xie Peizhou seemed to be in a trance, his dark eyes coldly staring at the back of Chen Jinghe as he supported Wen Ci away, especially the hand that Chen Jinghe had around Wen Ci's waist.

Hearing Song Wanqing's somewhat sharp voice, Xie Peizhou withdrew his gaze and looked at her with cold black eyes.

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"Wen Ci, long time no see."

In the clinic, Chen Jinghe took off the canvas shoes on Wen Ci's feet. The woman's feet were very beautiful, but there was a large red and swollen area at the ankle joint, and the color was bright.

Although Chen Jinghe wasn't a professional orthopedic surgeon, his basic nursing skills were very professional. The man washed and wiped his hands clean, then poured safflower oil, which is good for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, into his palms. He held Wen Ci's ankle and said, "It will be a little painful, just bear with it."

Wen Ci gritted her teeth and nodded.

She and Chen Jinghe were high school classmates. At that time, classes were divided into arts and science. She and Yiyi studied arts, while Chen Jinghe studied science.

In his senior year of high school, Chen Jinghe confessed his love to her, but she rejected him.

"When did you return home?"

Activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis is a process. While Chen Jinghe was massaging her, he raised his head and greeted her.

Wen Ci: "About half a month ago."

"Where's your daughter?"

"...Does Xie Peizhou still not know that you risked your life in Washington to give birth to a daughter for him four years ago?"

Chen Jinghe looked at Wen Ci's cold and tough little face, and his mind unconsciously emerged the once-in-a-century rainstorm night in Washington four years ago.

At that time, he was interning at a public hospital in Washington, and his internship happened to be in obstetrics and gynecology.

Wen Ci was sent to the clinic with a big belly and soaked all over. The fetus was in an abnormal position and the delivery was difficult. It took nearly seven or eight hours to give birth to a girl.

As soon as the newborn cried for the first time, Wen Ci, who was still on the operating table, suddenly had a hemorrhage and the medical equipment sounded an alarm. It was the first time he saw a girl bleed so much, and he was scared.

The attending physician also hurriedly issued a critical illness notice.

Before dying, Wen Ci clutched his hand tightly and said, "Chen Jinghe, I beg you, after I die, send the child to Xie Peizhou. This is his biological daughter."

Half a month later, Wen Ci came back to life and begged him again, "Please keep the fact that Nian Nian is Xie Peizhou's biological child a secret for me."

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In the clinic, Wen Ci nodded at him: "Yes."

Chen Jinghe sighed and reminded, "Wen Ci, from a professional point of view, Xie Peizhou is Nian Nian's biological father after all. He has the right to know that he has a biological daughter, and he also has the obligation to give her love and care for her growth."

"Chen Jinghe..."

Just as Wen Ci opened her mouth, the door of the clinic was pushed open from the outside, and the two of them subconsciously looked towards the door.

Xie Peizhou stood at the door, with a tall and slender figure and a noble and calm temperament.

But his face was as cold as frost, and his pair of black eyes were piercingly cold.

The first thing he saw was Chen Jinghe holding Wen Ci's jade feet with both hands, frowning slightly, as if he didn't like the smell of safflower oil in the clinic.

"Thank you, Mr.

Chen Jinghe was the first to break the sudden silence.

He gently let go of Wen Ci's feet, stood up and walked to the sink, squeezed two pumps of disinfectant hand soap to wash his hands, dried his hands, returned to the desk, and picked up a stack of medical records: "Are you here to inquire about Mr. Xie's condition today?"

Xie Peichang walked in with long legs, but instead of heading towards the desk, he walked to Wen Ci's side.

His dark eyes flickered to her red ankles and paused for nearly five or six seconds.

He looked up at Chen Jinghe and asked, "Doctor Chen, do you know who the father of Wen Ci's illegitimate daughter is?"

Wen Ci's face turned pale, "Chen Jinghe——"

"Yes, I know."

Chen Jinghe answered Xie Peizhou in a clear voice and with a smile.

Hearing Wen Ci's nervous voice, he looked at Wen Ci and walked over with the medical records, "But I promised Wen Ci that I would not tell this secret to anyone."

"How is your father today—"

"I'll come back to you later about my father's condition."

Xie Peizhou interrupted him coldly, bent down and picked up Wen Ci directly, not even forgetting to pick up the canvas shoes on the ground, turned around and strode towards the door of the clinic.

Wen Ci was startled and struggled with her palm against his chest, "Uncle, let me go, where are you taking me..."

Xie Peizhou paused and looked down at the woman who was trying her best to distance herself from him. Why didn't she resist when Chen Jinghe touched her ankle just now?

With a cold face, he deliberately moved closer to Wen Ci's resisting little face, his breath spraying between her lips and teeth, "My dad knows you are in the hospital and wants to see you."

Xie Peizhou was the son born to Mr. Xie when he was 52 years old.

Mr. Xie and Grandpa Wen Ci are about the same age. When they were young, they were comrades in the same army and have a very good relationship.

So when the Wen family suffered a car accident that year, Mr. Xie took Wen Ci home without saying a word and took care of her like his own granddaughter.

Wen Ci was carried into the ward by Xie Peizhou. When she saw the skinny old man lying on the hospital bed, tears suddenly fell from her eyes.

Old Master Xie said weakly: "Xiao Ci, Grandpa Xie scared you..."

"This is what advanced gastric cancer looks like. Don't be afraid. Grandpa Xie is actively receiving treatment."

"It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I'm worried about Peizhou. I always want to see him get married and have children. Only when he has the next generation can I rest in peace..."

Wen Ci cried until she was choked with sobs, and looked up at Xie Peizhou who was standing silently beside her.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xie Peizhou is the most powerful man in Beijing, who can make things happen with a wave of his hand.

But in front of his elderly father, he is also a child who is worried about and is thought to be bullied if he cannot take care of himself.

So it is true that he and Song Wanqing had a marriage examination these two days. He wanted to marry Song Wanqing and have children before Grandpa Xie passed away.

The old man is running out of energy.

He looked at Wen Ci, said a few words and then went to rest.

Xie Peizhou asked the nurse for a wheelchair and pushed her to Chen Jinghe's clinic again.

Chen Jinghe placed the medical report on the table. "The old man is very old and his immune system is weak. The cancer cells are spreading very quickly. Even with medication, he can only last three months at most."

"Three months?"

Hearing this, Wen Ci's eyes turned red again.

The scene of Grandpa Xie, who was extremely skinny, appeared in front of my eyes.

Mingming was still so strong when he went abroad. He touched her head and said with full energy: "Xiao Ci, go abroad and study hard. When you come back, whatever you want to do, grandpa will use his private money to invest in you!"

Three months.

Even if Xie Peizhou and Song Wanqing started preparing for pregnancy now, Grandpa Xie's wish would not be fulfilled.