After finishing breakfast, Zhao Jingyu went out.
When he was almost at the clinic, he realized he couldn't go empty-handed, so he turned into the grocery store, bought a big bag of groceries, and carried it into the clinic.
He Jiying arrived early every day, listening to the radio. When she saw Zhao Jingyu walking in carrying large and small bags, she said in a serious tone, "What wind blew you back, kid? I thought I'd never see you again."
"I know you missed me, how could I not come back?" Zhao Jingyu said with a smile, placing the gift he was carrying on the table. "Old He, how is your wife doing now?"
He Jiying turned off the radio and pushed up her reading glasses: "Speak your mind, or shut up."
“Old He, you are a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes calmness and composure, and one should not be impetuous.” Zhao Jingyu sat down on the table and crossed his legs. “My wife is about to give birth, and I would like to ask your Director Chen for help. Director Chen has excellent medical skills and good character. He has always been my idol.”
"Stop flattering me." He Jiying slowly took a sip of tea. "If your wife is going to give birth, go to the hospital. My old lady is so old and her eyesight is failing; she hasn't delivered babies for a long time."
“Director Chen isn’t old at all, she’s not even as old as my mother. She looks like she’s only in her early fifties.” Zhao Jingyu very attentively took his purple clay teapot and poured him some water. “Considering our friendship over the years, I’ll take your word for it. When is Director Chen free? I’ll bring my wife to see her.”
"You've come at a bad time; she's gone to the provincial capital." He Jiying put down her teacup and glanced at him. "Why aren't you going to the hospital? Why are you looking for her?"
“This is our first time having a baby, we don’t know anything about it, and we don’t know any doctors at the hospital. If Director Chen were here, we would have someone to rely on.” Zhao Jingyu felt hopeful and quickly asked, “When will Director Chen be back?”
“Next week.” He Jiying stopped joking with him and said seriously, “However, one of her students is interning in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. If you trust her, you can go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and she can help you out without any problem.”
"Thank you, Mr. He. I'll treat you to a meal when I have time." Zhao Jingyu knew the matter was settled as soon as he heard this, and he went home excitedly to tell Xu Qingning about it. "Although the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is quite old, its facilities are no worse than those of the People's Hospital. With Director Chen in charge, we don't need to worry. I will try my best to get them to arrange a private room. If there really isn't one, we'll just draw the curtains ourselves."
"Okay, then let's do it this way!" Xu Qingning was satisfied with his arrangement. After all, the conditions were what they were, and she couldn't ask for too much. Moreover, this was the best arrangement within his capabilities.
When Yang Yuexiang heard that Zhao Jingyu and Xu Qingning were going to the hospital to give birth, she pursed her lips and said, "What's the big deal about giving birth? If you ask me, it's fine to give birth at home. All three of my children were born at home, and all of you siblings were also born at home by your mother. Isn't that great?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Qingning shrugged.
He turned around and went back to his room.
She roasted two sweet potatoes in the stove; they should be almost done. Rather than arguing with her eccentric relatives, she'd rather eat her roasted sweet potatoes.
Besides, with Zhao Jingyu at home, she doesn't need to get involved in these matters.
Seeing that Xu Qingning had returned to her room, Yang Yuelan knew that she didn't like to hear these words, so she quickly said, "I think it's better to give birth in the hospital. It will put both the mother and the baby at ease."
She felt that this matter should be decided by her son and daughter-in-law; if they wanted to go to the hospital, they should go. Times have changed; nowadays, it's fashionable to go to the hospital.
“You are you, and we are us. We don’t want to have children at home.” When Zhao Jingyu heard Yang Yuexiang say this, he simply sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed) and faced her. “I have money, and I just want to have children in the hospital.”
“You have money, but you shouldn’t spend it like this. You should save some money to support your parents.” Yang Yuexiang rolled her eyes and said, “Don’t you think about it? Your sister-in-law and your second brother and sister-in-law are still in the countryside. You should take good care of them.”
Yang Yuexiang no longer saw Zhao Jingyu through the lens of his future son-in-law and found him utterly unpleasant to look at.
Look at what he's wearing, all shiny and smooth, he doesn't know anything about saving money.
"Auntie, I haven't seen any of your money saved for my mother," Zhao Jingyu said casually. "Why are you asking me to spend money on my older brothers?"
Yang Yuexiang was speechless for a moment after being rebuked by Zhao Jingyu. After thinking for a while, she said, "How old are your mother and me? How old are you? You are young and should support each other. You have to go to the hospital to have a baby now, and the expenses in the future will be even greater."
“I earn money to spend on my wife and children, not on my brothers,” Zhao Jingyu continued. “Auntie is so old, how can she not understand such a simple principle?”
"..." Yang Yuexiang was speechless for a long time before saying to Yang Yuelan, "I'm going back. I'd better not come to your house as often as possible in the future."
Xu Qingning sat on the bed, enjoying a roasted sweet potato. From now on, she would adjust her diet and exercise more to prepare for childbirth.
Yang Yuexiang has said this several times, and then she comes back again after a while. Her skin is so thick that it's impossible to hide.
She will definitely come again, not for any other reason than for Wu Huihui and Yang Zhibin's matter, she has to come.
Yang Yuexiang not only talked about this with Yang Yuelan, but also whispered to Wang Cuifen for a long time. Before nightfall, everyone in the courtyard must have known.
Although Xu Qingning doesn't like Yang Zhibin, she can't deny that he's a good young man.
If he marries Wu Huihui, with a mother-in-law like Yang Yuexiang, how could he possibly have a good life?
"Take care, Auntie." Zhao Jingyu leisurely returned to his room. Ah, it's still so comfortable to be with my wife.
Xiao Tingshen had not yet returned, so Jiang Yumei accompanied Tang Wenya to the People's Hospital to find Lin Wanshuang.
After checking her over, Lin Wanshuang told Tang Wenya to control her diet, saying that if the baby was too big, it would be difficult to give birth.
This frightened Tang Wenya, who said she should eat less when she got home, and complained that Jiang Yumei hadn't reminded her, but instead made her eat more at every meal.
Jiang Yumei chuckled awkwardly, "With your Aunt Lin here, it'll be alright."
"Oh, old classmate, I'm not some kind of immortal, I wouldn't dare say that. Anyway, eat less, and you'll suffer less later," Lin Wanshuang said expressionlessly. "We've all been through this, you know what I mean."
"I know, I'll be more careful next time," Jiang Yumei said with a smile. "Wanshuang, we're not strangers, can you tell me if my daughter is having a boy or a girl?"
“Boys and girls are the same.” Lin Wanshuang said seriously, “We have rules that we can’t say.”
Jiang Yumei didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Back home, Tang Wenya lay down on the bed and started chatting with the system: "Where does Xu Qingning plan to give birth?"
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