Upon hearing her words, Zhou Jinshan showed no joy, but instead nervously grabbed her hand and said, "Zhuzhu, we've agreed not to have any more children."
Feng Mingshu rolled her eyes at him: "Isn't this child yours? You're blaming me for not taking precautions?"
After giving birth, couples will use contraceptive products when they are intimate, but there are always times when they are too passionate to care and the products may break.
In short, an unexpected event has occurred.
Zhou Jinshan looked guilty: "It's my fault. Shall we go to the hospital?"
"Why go to the hospital? To get an abortion?" Feng Mingshu narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Ming Shu,” Zhou Jinshan changed his form of address and said solemnly, “I know you’re reluctant, but we must prioritize your health. I don’t want you to experience another difficult childbirth.”
Recalling that scene two years ago, Zhou Jinshan still feels lingering fear.
Feng Mingshu felt a warmth in her heart and took his hand, saying, "I talked to the doctor today. I'm in great health right now, and second pregnancies are usually much smoother than first ones..."
“I don’t want any unforeseen circumstances to occur; I don’t want to take any risks,” Zhou Jinshan interrupted her, his tone resolute.
Feng Mingshu reached out and hugged his lean waist, snuggling into his arms: "But I really want to give Mao Mao a younger brother or sister, brother, please say yes."
Hearing her call him "brother," Zhou Jinshan's body tensed up, because in the past, he could only get her to call him "brother" when they were passionate.
Feeling both tender and bittersweet, Zhou Jinshan hugged her tightly and said, "I'll go to the hospital with you this afternoon and ask around before we decide."
"Okay, brother."
Zhou Jinshan: "..."
In the afternoon, Zhou Jinshan took his wife to the hospital for a full-body checkup, then consulted a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for pulse diagnosis, and finally had a private talk with the doctor.
Feng Mingshu had no choice but to sit outside and wait.
She was sitting by a window, from which she could see a couple arguing in the courtyard outside.
She hadn't paid any attention until she heard a familiar name.
"Zhai Qingping, you must be lying to me. How could you not be able to have children!"
"This is my medical report. It says my sperm motility is low, and I can't get a woman pregnant. If you want a child, divorce me and find another man," Zhai Qingping said nonchalantly.
Fu Jiarong still didn't believe him and pulled him, saying, "Come to the hospital with me and get checked again!"
Zhai Qingping let her pull him around: "No matter how many times you check, it will be the same result. If you want to make a scene so that the hospital where you work knows about this, I don't care."
Fu Jiarong immediately let go of him, covered her face, and burst into tears.
A faint sneer curled at the corner of Zhai Qingping's lips, though it was unclear whether he was mocking the weeping person or himself.
When he glanced up unintentionally and saw the figure sitting inside the window, the mockery on Zhai Qingping's lips froze.
He opened his mouth as if to explain something, but in the end he pursed his lips, nodded slightly to the person inside, and turned to leave.
In a daze, he recalled the social dance party three years ago, in which he also left the Red Star Auditorium in the same way.
It turns out that the outcome was already predetermined three years ago.
That one turn and departure meant there was no chance to get close again.
Zhai Qingping looked up at the sky, his vision blurred for a moment, then quickly cleared again. He then walked out of the hospital.
Zhou Jinshan entered the hall and found Feng Mingshu at the window: "What are you looking at?"
Feng Mingshu turned his gaze away from the window, shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing, let's go back."
Zhou Jinshan nodded and helped her walk outside.
As they walked out of the hall, Feng Mingshu stopped and turned to look at him slyly: "You agreed?"
Zhou Jinshan said helplessly, "What can I do if I disagree? You know I can't refuse my little girl."
Feng Mingshu couldn't help but smirk slightly, then tried to straighten her lips: "I'm almost a mother of two, how can I still be a little girl?"
Zhou Jinshan looked down at her with affection and said, "Even if you become a grandmother in the future, you will still be my little girl."
"Little girl, would you like your brother to carry you home?"
Zhou Jinshan spoke the second sentence very softly, but it made Feng Mingshu's face flush. She raised her hand to slap him, but the man took the opportunity to grab her hand.
After that, she never let go again.
When he ran into an acquaintance who joked with him, Zhou Jinshan would seriously tell them, "My wife is pregnant, so I have to be careful."
Acquaintances suddenly realized what was going on and offered their congratulations.
Having just finished crying, Fu Jiarong's eyes were red and swollen. When she saw the couple walking hand in hand, a flood of emotions overwhelmed her, and she rushed straight towards them.
"What are you trying to do?" Zhou Jinshan blocked his wife's path, shouting coldly, his entire aura radiating power.
Fu Jiarong immediately stopped, because she could feel that if she took another step closer, she would lose her hands and feet.
Startled, she regained a sliver of clarity, but she didn't back down. She looked directly at Feng Mingshu and said, "Comrade Feng, we're both from Bincheng, so we're practically fellow townsmen. Answer me a question: if your husband couldn't have children, would you still stay by his side?"
Zhou Jinshan frowned, his eyes growing colder, but Fu Jiarong seemed to have forgotten everything around her, focusing only on Feng Mingshu, demanding an answer.
Feng Mingshu said calmly, "The answer is in your own heart. You don't need to ask me."
Hearing this, Fu Jiarong laughed, but then started crying again: "You're right, I already knew the answer. He doesn't love me, he wants a divorce, I won't agree, I want to use the child to keep him, but he can't have children, so what hope do I have?"
"Mingshu, let's go."
Zhou Jinshan couldn't be bothered to watch people go crazy, so he pulled his wife away from the hospital.
When they got home, Feng Mingshu noticed that the man was still depressed, so she nudged him and said, "If you're worried about your old classmate, go and talk to him."
"Why should I meddle in their marital affairs?"
"Then why are you unhappy?"
After a moment of silence, Zhou Jinshan finally looked up and asked her, "What if I can't have children..."
Feng Mingshu rolled her eyes at him: "You're about to have your second child, why are you thinking about such pointless things?"
Hearing her words, Zhou Jinshan smiled and reached out to hug her, saying, "I understand."
Feng Mingshu vaguely felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but it is easy to feel sleepy after pregnancy. She yawned and said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a nap."
"You go to sleep. I'll go send a telegram back home and ask Mom to come over again."
This time, Feng Mingshu did not refuse. With her mother-in-law around, she could save herself a lot of trouble.
Just after the Spring Festival, her mother-in-law came to the island with big bags and small packages. When she saw that Feng Mingshu's belly was showing, she was overjoyed and immediately started making pregnant meals for her.
This pregnancy was much easier for Feng Mingshu, but in the later stages, her belly grew much larger than that of other pregnant women in the same month.
She had a vague suspicion and went to the hospital for a checkup.
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