The lingering warmth of summer has not yet dissipated, and the coolness of autumn has quietly arrived. Beijing is once again welcoming its most beautiful season.
Lin Yue sat cross-legged in the living room eating oranges, enjoying a rare half-day of leisure.
The kitchen door opened, and Song Yunzheng came out carrying a freshly steamed fish.
"Yueyue, the vinegar in the kitchen, I just opened it the day before yesterday, how come it's already almost half gone after only one day? Did you use it?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, I drank it." Lin Yue didn't turn around, eating an orange while watching TV.
"You drank it?" Song Yunzheng looked at her in surprise. "Don't you always dislike sour foods? You never dip your dumplings in vinegar."
Lin Yue smiled sheepishly, "I don't know, I just suddenly thought vinegar tasted really good, and I couldn't help but drink a little more."
Song Yunzheng paused slightly, his gaze falling on the mountain of orange peels piled on the coffee table. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that a few lemon slices were mixed in.
He turned around and went back to the kitchen to turn off the stove, then quickly returned to the living room, half-squatting in front of her, staring intently at her.
"Have you had your period this month?"
Lin Yue was stunned for a moment when asked the question. She picked up a lemon, put it in her mouth, and slowly said, "Not yet, but it should be soon. Recently, I've been feeling bloated in my lower abdomen and experiencing some dragging pain."
Song Yunzheng took her left hand and began to take her pulse. Ten seconds later, his pupils suddenly constricted, his brows furrowed slightly, and his heart pounded even harder.
The pulse is smooth and flowing, like pearls rolling on a jade plate; this is clearly a sign of good fortune!
His frowning and shocked expression puzzled Lin Yue. What did it mean? Did she have a terminal illness?
Song Yunzheng decisively got up, took off his apron, picked up the car keys, and gently helped her prepare to leave.
"Honey, why are you being so careful? Don't scare me, do I have a terminal illness?" His careful supporting movements made Lin Yue feel uneasy.
Song Yunzheng licked his lips, suppressing his inner joy, and calmly said, "You're pregnant."
Is she pregnant?
She's pregnant!
Lin Yue's eyes widened instantly, and she was speechless for a long time. She looked down at her flat stomach and silently calculated her menstrual cycle in her mind.
It seems I'm late...two weeks? Two weeks!
She happily stroked her lower abdomen. It was wonderful; she was pregnant again, with Song Yunzheng.
The autumn air was crisp and clear, and the white clouds in the sky were like scales, drifting freely with the brisk autumn breeze. Lin Yue leaned back in her seat, looking out the window, and everything in her field of vision was so beautiful.
While waiting at the traffic light, Song Yunzheng tapped the steering wheel lightly with his well-defined fingers, his gaze calmly fixed on the road ahead. Beneath his composed demeanor, his heart was pounding wildly.
Lin Yue tilted her head and gazed at his delicate profile, unconsciously falling into deep thought, sketching the image of the child in her mind.
Will the child resemble the father more or the mother more?
Is it a boy or a girl?
Along the way, her thoughts were like a wild horse, galloping endlessly. From the initial ecstasy, they were gradually replaced by worry. She was worried about whether the baby was okay in her womb and whether she had recently eaten any foods that pregnant women are forbidden to eat.
Lin Yue felt as if her brain was playing a chaotic slideshow, with all sorts of strange and wonderful thoughts surging in. It wasn't until Song Yunzheng led her to the blood collection window that her active and excited brain gradually calmed down.
Song Yunzheng naturally reached out and covered her eyes, gently comforting her, "Relax, it will be over soon."
"Dr. Song, here you are. Please keep the form safe. The results will be available in half an hour." The nurse who drew the blood handed over the form with a smile.
While waiting for the report, Song Yunzheng took Lin Yue directly back to his office. On the way, they ran into colleagues who asked in surprise, "Dr. Song, weren't you off today? What's wrong? Did some emergency call you back?"
He glanced down at Lin Yue, unable to suppress his smile any longer. "It really is an emergency."
At this moment, someone's face practically screamed, "I'm going to be a dad!"
As a fellow obstetrician and gynecologist, she immediately understood the deeper meaning behind his smile and said with a smile, "Congratulations."
After the test results came out, Lin Yue held the report as if it were a treasure, reading it word by word over and over again to make sure she wasn't seeing things.
Song Yunzheng carefully pulled her into his arms, his voice slightly hoarse, "Thank you."
Lin Yue chuckled lightly, "No need to thank me, we're practically family."
Feeling the man's trembling shoulders, she gently patted them. "You're going to be a father, are you happy?"
Song Yunzheng's voice was deep and gentle, "More worried than happy."
"Um?"
"I can't bear the hardships of ten months of pregnancy or the pain of childbirth for you, so I'm worried."
Lin Yue comforted him instead, saying, "I believe in your professional abilities, and I believe even more that the little one in your belly is a good baby."
Since confirming her pregnancy, Song Yunzheng has been in a state of high tension, never letting go of Lin Yue's hand, especially since she had a miscarriage before, he was extremely cautious this time.
He helped her walk in and out, wishing he could take care of her even going to the toilet for her.
After Zhou Lirong found out, she came to Courtyard No. 1 every day, bringing a large bucket of chicken soup and various tonics each time. She was worried that her son was not taking good care of her, so she specially invited a nutritionist, but Song Yunzheng politely declined.
In short, "I am an obstetrician-gynecologist, I am a professional!"
Song Yunzheng now takes care of everything personally, especially the food Lin Yue eats. He tirelessly travels between school and home every day just to bring her meals, and he is determined not to let her eat in the cafeteria for lunch.
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