Chapter 378 Pregnancy
Liang Chihui booked the 17th floor of the resort, which is a business flat with a sky garden on the top floor. He Sang likes to bask in the sun and tend to flowers and plants, so he booked it for a week.
"Is she happy?"
"Of course Miss He is happy that you allowed her to raise a pony." Assistant Fan took his belt and placed it in the closet. "I told Miss He that you treat her with more care than the Third Young Master, and she was quite touched."
"Do you believe it?" Liang Chihui took off his shirt and changed into a set of home clothes.
"I believe it."
Liang Chihui smiled, "It seems that her sweet words have fooled most men. Even my right-hand man has been deceived by her."
"You don't believe it?"
"Her gentleness and innocence are enough to make a man fall into her trap willingly." Liang Chihui's question was irrelevant. "Because there's nothing to lose. Being unable to shake her proves her loyalty is rare; having the opportunity to destroy her loyalty and watch her being captured and conquered by oneself is also a happy thing. How tempting is delayed gratification."
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He Sang woke up from his nap and Liang Chihui was entertaining guests in the living room.
The other person was an old man in his seventies, wearing a white coat and black-framed glasses. He looked like a well-known and cultured intellectual.
It must be Professor Luo Zhili, a master of gynecology in traditional Chinese medicine.
She knew in her heart that she was probably pregnant.
She had seen how uncomfortable Li Zhen looked when she suffered from morning sickness.
same.
Once Liang Chihui knew that she was pregnant with Liang Jishen's child, she would either use the emperor to control the princes and force Liang Jishen to give in, or she would forcefully abort the baby.
The title of "Second Young Master's Wife" has spread throughout the upper class. It is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. A wealthy family's romance is no joke. It is easy to put a hat on her but difficult to take it off.
What's more, if she was found to be pregnant, how could Liang Chihui let her go? He always had to consider his own face.
He Sang has been busy these days at Bixi Mansion, strolling around the study, backyard, and attic.
I have a hunch that something is hidden in the Tourmaline Mansion.
Liang Chihui was cautious, and even Ni Hong was on guard. Crucial physical evidence would not be stored casually. He would only feel at ease if it was under his nose and within his reach.
He did not often live in the mansion, but instead lived in the old house and the company's lounge. Therefore, Zhao Kai had been searching his most famous territory, ignoring the unknown "cold palace" Bixi Mansion. The most dangerous place is also the safest place.
He Sang walked over and sat on the chair to the left of Liang Chihui. After a brief greeting with Luo Zhili, he fell down without any warning.
Liang Chihui noticed her loss of composure from the corner of his eye and instinctively pulled her, "He Sang?"
"Chi Hui..." She clung to his arm, frowning in pain, "I feel dizzy and short of breath. Maybe I have heatstroke..."
Liang Chihui was filled with anxiety and pity, "Professor Luo, my wife is not feeling well. Please move to the inner room."
"It's up to you." Luo Zhili stood up hurriedly. "Unbutton her clothes first. They're too tight."
Entering the master bedroom, the air was hot. Luo Zhili asked, "Isn't the room air-conditioned?"
"My wife has a cold body and prefers heat to cold. I've always been careful." Liang Chihui laid He Sang flat and stroked her face. "Are you still feeling stuffy?"
She was drowsy, "Chi Hui, I'm thirsty."
"Professor Luo, please." Liang Chihui entrusted He Sang to Luo Zhili and went out to pour water.
He Sang seemed to be under a spell, then broken, and instantly sobered up. He stared at Luo Zhili and asked, "Professor Luo, how long have you been a doctor?"
Luo Zhili was surprised by her lucid face, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. "I started practicing medicine at the age of 31, and it has been 42 years now."
"Forty-two years... You're an old expert. You've experienced and seen all kinds of pregnant women and their families."
"Mrs. Liang, you're too kind." Luo Zhili placed his fingertips on He Sang's wrist and concentrated on taking his pulse.
With Liang Chihui's face in mind, he examined the patient with extra care. After about five or six minutes, he congratulated her, "Congratulations, Mrs. Liang. You are two months pregnant. Please take good care of yourself. The fetus is unstable in the first three months."
He Sang had been prepared for this, but confirming it with her own ears still gave her a different feeling: joy, uneasiness, fear, confusion, countless emotions intertwined and mixed together, swelling and surging in her body, quickly reaching the extreme, and then quickly calming down.
"Professor Luo, I'd like to ask you, if the mother of a child keeps the child alive, but the nominal father doesn't want the child to live, and the choice between life and death is yours, what would you choose?"
Luo Zhili was shocked, "What?"
Liang Chihui brought in a cup of warm water at this time. He Sang closed his eyes again, moaning unbearably, and slowly opened them when he called her softly.
"I want to drink red date and white fungus tea...with milk."
Liang Chihui laughed, "You're not drinking tea, you're deliberately trying to make things difficult for me." He put his arm around He Sang's back, "Drink purified water first, then tea."
He drank half a glass of water and politely asked Luo Zhili, "Professor Luo, are there any results?"
Luo Zhili was silent and thoughtful.
He Sang's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
She was not sure whether Luo Zhili would help or not, after all, it was against his professional ethics. He Sang bet that he was old and had a kind heart. The fetus was not a life, but the mother's plea was real. It was not a bad thing for him to tell a lie and save the innocent child.
But if Luo Zhili betrayed him, Liang Chihui's anger could be imagined.
She wasn't just fooled by the "little fights and little fun".
It was deception and fraud that crushed Liang Chihui's bottom line as a man.
The price is falling from heaven to hell.
"Director Liang." Luo Zhili said kindly, "Your Madam is not pregnant."
He Sang's stiff body collapsed on the bed, his limbs cramping violently, completely unable to control himself.
The string that was tense in my chest also broke.
It was a close call.
A difference of one thought.
Liang Chihui looked at He Sang, then at Luo Zhili, half-believing and half-doubting. "My wife's appetite has changed drastically. She's vomiting after meals. She used to be so thin, but in just one month, she's become incredibly plump. Isn't this a sign of pregnancy?"
"I never fail to diagnose a pulse." Luo Zhili smiled. "Your Highness is young, so it's normal for her to be playful and indulgent. Why worry so much?"
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