Chapter 158: I won the prize and got pregnant!
"Knock, knock, knock," someone knocked on the door. "Miss Ning, please hurry up, the young master is getting anxious..."
Ning Fengsheng came to his senses, crumpled up the pregnancy test paper into a ball, threw it into the toilet, and flushed it away.
Her heart was beating wildly and she was completely panic-stricken.
I won the prize and I’m pregnant!
Thinking about leaving Nanchuan Shijue and going to a foreign country, spending the rest of my life alone...
If she could have a baby to accompany her, that would be the best gift God gave her!
Now she not only has to protect herself, but also their baby!
…
Nanchuan Shijue leaned on the hospital bed, not throwing things or throwing a tantrum as usual, but waiting quietly.
It's just that the heart monitor is fluctuating abnormally...
"What's wrong? Why is this instrument so noisy?"
"The young master has a bad heart. His heartbeat becomes abnormal when he is anxious." Moss explained.
Hearing Ning Fengsheng's voice, the man's dull eyes immediately lit up: "Come here!"
Ning Fengsheng looked at the wavy lines on the instrument, his heart aching. "I just need to use the restroom. Are you anxious?"
"I'm not in a hurry."
"No hurry. Why is your heart beating so erratically?"
"There's something wrong with this heart. It won't listen to me."
Ning Fengsheng's nose felt sore, and he looked at Moss: "Is his heart disease... serious?"
"The doctor said that the young master has a bad temper and has been angry for a long time, which has caused a heart disease."
So, what was said last time about him being so angry that he went into shock and almost died, was that true?
Ning Fengsheng's red and swollen eyes welled up with tears again. What had she done?
The man in front of her was covered in wounds, and she had hurt him so much that not a single spot of him was left unharmed.
"Moss, can his heart be cured? Should he get a heart transplant or..."
"It's not yet to the point where he needs a heart transplant. As long as he stays optimistic, the young master will rarely get sick." Moss comforted him.
"sorry……"
"If you really feel sorry for me, then be nice to me!" Nanchuan Shijue pulled her hand and held her close to him, "You are the only one who can make me angry."
Yes, every time he gets angry it’s because of her, without exception.
Even though hundreds of millions of dollars in international cooperation had failed, he never once frowned in frustration...
Leaving him was indeed the right choice for her.
"Nanchuan Shijue, you need to change your temper. You can't be so irritable."
"You always say I have a bad temper. If I change my temper, will you love me?" Nanchuan Shijue stared at her with unfocused eyes, bitter and self-deprecating, "Do you like Gong Gou's temper?"
Idiot, there’s no need to change, I already love you.
Ning Fengsheng's throat choked slightly. "Don't you hate mentioning him? He's already dead, and you're still giving him more drama."
"I don't believe it! Are you sure he's dead?"
"Dead or alive, I don't like him. I can't help it if you don't believe me."
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes darkened, and he felt that she didn't seem to like it very much.
Gong Ye lay half-dead in the hospital, and she didn't shed a single tear...
If you didn't like him, why did you betray him again and again for Gong Ye?
"Besides, I don't think your temper is bad at all. It's just that you need to change your bad temper. It's not good for your health." Ning Fengsheng pinched his cheek. "You are perfect. Be more confident. You are the Young Master of Nanchuan."
He was perfect? If he was as good as he said, why didn't she love him!
"Ning Fengsheng, kiss me." He couldn't see and couldn't find her lips.
She didn't move, so he grabbed her neck and ran his fingertips across her lips. Finally, he found them and leaned over to kiss her, but she dodged him.
"I'm so perfect, yet you have to hide from a kiss? I'm a germ?!"
"Your mouth is cracked." Ning Fengsheng stared at his thin lips, which were cracked due to dryness and bleeding.
She pulled a lip balm out of her bag and carefully applied it to his lips.
"I'm a man, don't put anything on my mouth!" Nanchuan Shijue grabbed her wrist, still angry about the kiss he dodged.
"Master, this is the lip balm Miss Ning used..."
"..." Nanchuan Shijue's body stiffened. "What flavor? It smells good."
“Strawberry flavor.”
"Oh, it tastes like your lips, sweet and soft." Nanchuan Shijue stretched out his hand, "Give me the lip balm!"
"Here, here. Remember to apply it when your lips are dry." Ning Fengsheng warned sternly, "Your lips are too chapped. Kissing will hurt. No more kissing for the next few days."
"Ning Fengsheng, just kill me!"
"Don't be angry..." Ning Fengsheng looked at the monitor, and sure enough, his heart rate changed as he got angry.
Nanchuan Shijue played with the lipstick and stuffed it into the pocket of his hospital gown: "Your husband wants to go to the bathroom."
"Master, be careful. I'll help you go."
Nanchuan Shijue's hollow eyes were filled with murderous intent——
"Miss Ning, how about you help the young master go?"
"Or wait until I pee on the bed?" Nanchuan Shijue raised his lips with a wicked smile.
"You can pee on the bed if you want."
"When I peed my pants, you cleaned them and changed them for me."
Ning Fengsheng was really convinced!
"Miss Ning, please help the young master go!"
Nanchuan Shijue had already moved off the bed without asking for permission. Ning Fengsheng had just not noticed it for a moment when he bumped into the medical equipment with a loud clang. Was that an iron head? It hurt just by hearing it!
"Ning Fengsheng, you said you would be my second pair of eyes, is this how you act?"
"You moved so quickly that I didn't have time to remind you—"
“…”
"Where did you hit? Let me see."
Nanchuan Shijue lowered his head, resting his forehead against hers, his eyes wet, like a big puppy asking for a petting.
Ning Fengsheng touched it and found that the forehead was indeed red with a hard little bump. It would probably swell up tomorrow.
Ning Fengsheng rubbed it distressedly: "I'll have to apply some active oil later...it will swell up."
"You didn't take good care of me."
"Yes, it's all my fault. The honorable Young Master Nanchuan is holding me. Don't act on your own again." Ning Fengsheng put one of his arms on his shoulders and said, "Follow me."
The two of them entered the bathroom. Ning Fengsheng opened the toilet lid. The man stood there and grabbed her back when she tried to leave: "Where are you going? You haven't taken off your pants yet."
"..." Ning Fengsheng was speechless and choked, "You just can't see, not your hand is broken."
"Are you going to take it off?" Nanchuan Shijue's blind pupils narrowed dangerously. "If you don't, I'll pee."
"Nanchuan Shijue, why are you so unhygienic!"
Ning Fengsheng gritted her teeth and pulled his pants down. She was convinced that this man could really do it - wasn't he a germaphobe? He didn't mind the dirt at the critical moment!
"Take it out."
"I'm really going to hit you."
"You want it to be splattered everywhere?"
"Is your hand really broken? Is it broken?!"
"Be gentle, is this how you take care of patients?" Nanchuan Shijue smiled evilly, "It's not like I've never done that before, why are you embarrassed?"
If Ning Fengsheng hadn't seen that he was covered in wounds, he really wanted to beat him up.
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