Chapter 11: Taking Care of Your Body She was stunned: "Why?" ...
She was stunned: "Why?"
He had just experienced a miscarriage and was lying here weakly. What he was thinking about was not the pain of losing the child or his own trauma, but how to quickly get pregnant with another one?
He lowered his eyes: "Because I want a child."
Chen Shutong couldn't help but say, "You're going to have the child someday. Why are you in such a hurry? It's not like you're almost forty and can't have children anytime soon. The most important thing for you now is to get some rest."
She was a little worried that this was a psychological condition that would occur after a miscarriage - wanting to get pregnant immediately to fill the emptiness in her heart.
Fu Jingchuan was silent for a while, then asked softly: "Don't you like children?"
"It's okay. Children are fate, there's no need to force it, they will come when they are supposed to. Let's have a good rest first." Shen Shutong tried to enlighten him.
Fu Jingchuan nodded and continued to eat his porridge in silence. I don't know if he heard it or not.
Shen Shutong stood there, watching him finish the whole bowl of porridge, then obediently took the warm water she handed over and took the medicine brought in by the nurse.
In the next two days, Fu Jingchuan's performance took this kind of "obedience" and "cooperation" to the extreme.
He strictly adhered to the doctor's orders and stayed in bed. Aside from necessary washing and grooming, he rarely left his bed. He took the prescribed medicine, no matter how bitter, without a wince. He wrote down and followed every single instruction from the nurse.
He even took the initiative to ask the doctor which foods would be beneficial for postoperative recovery and uterine repair. He then had his family's aunt prepare three meals according to a strict list and have the driver bring them to the hospital. He didn't eat much, but he made sure to finish the nourishing soups.
His work calls continued to flow, but he strictly controlled the time he answered them, never exceeding the time allowed by the doctor. On the third day, his special assistant came to the hospital with a stack of documents that needed urgent processing.
Fu Jingchuan was half-leaning on the rocking hospital bed, with a laptop on his legs and documents at hand. His face was still pale and his spirits were not very good. Occasionally, he would frown slightly because of the discomfort in his lower abdomen, but when it came to handling work, his thinking was clear, his decisions were decisive, and his efficiency was frighteningly high.
When the special assistant was reporting on her work, her eyes were filled with unconcealed worry. She wanted to say something several times, but Fu Jingchuan stopped her with his eyes. Before she left, he only said lightly: "Send all the documents that need my review to the hospital, and try to arrange the video conference in the afternoon when I am in good spirits. Non-urgent matters, you and the senior management will handle them first."
"Yes, Mr. Fu." The special assistant nodded, glanced at Shen Shutong who was sitting on the sofa next to him, and then left worriedly.
The only sounds in the ward were the typing of keyboards and the shuffling of papers.
Shen Shutong sat on the sofa, looking at Fu Jingchuan who was concentrating on his work.
She wanted to find a psychologist for Fu Jingchuan. He was like a finely tuned machine, accurately executing the program of "keeping fit" and couldn't wait to restart the next program - "give her a baby". It was a bit weird.
Moreover, he didn't show any sadness at all. She didn't think he wasn't sad. He always liked to shut himself off and suppress his emotions. If he continued like this, she was afraid that his condition would get worse.
In the afternoon, the doctor came to check on Fu Jingchuan and carefully examined his condition.
"You're recovering better than expected." The doctor showed a hint of relief. "The bleeding has almost stopped, and the uterus is contracting well. But you still can't be careless. You must stay in bed for at least another week. You must maintain a stable mood and avoid overexertion."
Fu Jingchuan listened carefully and nodded. "Thank you, doctor. I'll pay attention." He paused and asked casually, "Can you arrange a detailed review next week? I want to know more about the recovery of the endometrium."
The doctor's smile faded slightly, and his tone became serious again: "Mr. Fu, recovery takes time, and there's no rush. We can do an ultrasound in a week, but the data is just a reference. The key is to give your body enough time."
"I understand. I just want to have an idea in mind." Fu Jingchuan nodded.
The doctor sighed, said nothing more, gave a few more instructions, and left.
Shen Shutong walked the doctor to the door, closed it, and turned around to see Fu Jingchuan had already picked up the tablet computer on the bedside table and was swiping his fingers across it. She walked closer and accidentally glanced at the content on the screen - it was a page from some professional medical website, with search keywords such as "endometrial repair after miscarriage" and "how long after miscarriage can I get pregnant"...
She sighed, picked up her phone and started consulting a doctor she knew.
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