The old doctor glanced at the phone, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself, "This is a big boss! He's even using a phone now."

The call connected, and Wang Peng said with a smile, "Mom, it's me, Wang Peng. Are you asleep?"

Duan Cuilu yawned and said, "I just finished watching a TV series and was about to go to sleep."

Wang Peng said, "Mom, Mingzhu is pregnant. We're at the hospital for a checkup, and I wanted to give you the good news..."

"Which hospital? Tell me quickly, which hospital?" Duan Cuilu asked anxiously on the phone.

"Don't worry, First People's Hospital, we'll go home right away," Wang Peng said with a smile.

"I'm not in a hurry, and you shouldn't be in a hurry either. Tell Mingzhu not to be in a hurry either..." Duan Cuilu stammered.

Wang Peng smiled and put the phone to Li Mingzhu's ear.

"Mom, don't get upset, we'll be home soon, Mom..." Li Mingzhu suddenly burst into tears.

She was even more excited than her mother, which made the old doctor both amused and exasperated, and made Wang Peng chuckle a few times.

After a moment, the old doctor said, "Western medicine has test results, and traditional Chinese medicine has a positive pregnancy sign. You are 100% pregnant."

"Boy or girl?" Li Mingzhu asked anxiously, "Doctor, boy or girl?"

"Haha," the old doctor said with a laugh, "Come back for another check-up in two months; we can't detect anything now."

On their way home, Li Mingzhu couldn't suppress her smile any longer and kept giggling.

"Hehe." Wang Peng chuckled along with him.

My wife has wanted a child for a long time, and the couple hasn't used any contraception, but they haven't been able to conceive.

The two returned to the cozy residential area with silly smiles on their faces.

Wang Peng was shocked to find that Wang Song was still sitting on the flower bed at midnight.