Lu Feng, Zhou Yunze and Li Xiyue dominate the news almost every day.

In particular, several female comrades including Li Xiyue once became inspirational legends of female independence.

Whenever people mention them, they all give them a thumbs up. The leader is right, women really can hold up half the sky.

Seeing that doing charity can bring such great fame and fortune, various industries have followed suit.

'Liaozhuang Medical Clinic' is located on a busy street in Dongcheng District. Doctors Liao and Zhuang, two veteran Chinese medicine practitioners, are highly skilled in medicine and have attracted countless patients who come to the clinic.

After finally having some free time, Liao Qingshan turned on the TV and saw an interview with his granddaughter. Before he could enjoy it for a while, Mr. Zhuang came in holding a child.

"San San, can grandpa get you something delicious?" The little boy in Old Zhuang's arms was only three years old and was the third child of Zhuang Le and Lu Feng.

The first child's surname was Chu, the second child's surname was Chen, and the third child's surname was Zhuang.

The couple is also planning to have a fourth child, with the surname Lu.

We are a family, each person has a different surname, it would be so funny to tell others about it.

But Liao Qingshan couldn't be happy because he had no grandson to hold.

"Oh!" Liao Qingshan sighed again and again.

Zhuang Lao raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you doing? Are there few patients today?"

They each see patients once a day, and today it is my nephew's turn, so he is taking a break and helping to take care of the baby.

"There are a lot of patients, but I don't have many family members." Liao Qingshan looked at the cute baby in his arms and was filled with envy. "When will I be able to hold my little grandson?"

Even Xiang Mingjie and Chu Xiang, who got married just three years ago, already have a son, but there is still no sign of his granddaughter.

"Didn't Axun and Yueyue say they were preparing?" asked Mr. Zhuang.

Liao Qingshan gets angry whenever he mentions this. "They lied to me. They said the same thing three years ago, and now they're still saying the same thing three years later. There's no movement at all. I think they're just trying to make me anxious.

I am already this old, and I don’t know if I can hold my little grandson in my arms before I am buried.

Unfilial descendants, you never give the old man any peace of mind."

"Who doesn't want to make the elderly worry-free?" At this time, Li Xiyue came with a bag of fresh fruits.

These are the fruits in her space. They are beautiful, delicious and nutritious.

Liao Qingshan glared at him, "You, you, you, who else could it be but you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Li Xiyue looked innocent.

Liao Qingshan became even more angry. "How dare you ask, what did you do? Don't you know what you did?"

"Excuse me, please give me a reminder." Li Xiyue thought about it and realized that she hadn't done anything recently to make the old man unhappy.

Mr. Zhuang standing by pointed at Zhuang Sansan in his arms.

Li Xiyue immediately understood and smiled.

"How dare you laugh, you unfilial daughter, you rebellious girl!" Liao Qingshan cursed angrily.

Li Xiyue handed an orange to Zhuang Sansan and sat down. "Old man, I haven't been feeling well lately. Can you take my pulse?"

"What's wrong?" Liao Qingshan raised his eyelids, but still sat down to feel her pulse. "You must have been too busy and didn't take enough rest. You're a workaholic. You deserve it! Tell me, you... Eh?"

Li Xiyue blinked, "Huh what?"

Mr. Zhuang, who was feeding his grandson oranges, gave him a questioning look.

Liao Qingshan sat up straight, looking extremely serious and careful. He took her pulse again, but after several attempts, he was still unsure. "Uncle Master, please take her pulse."

Mr. Zhuang put his little grandson down and muttered to himself, could he really be seriously ill?

He sat on the stool and took Li Xiyue's pulse with a heavy heart. His eyes widened as he asked, "Is this... a pregnancy pulse?"