Chapter 73 She is indeed pregnant.
“Miss Jiang, I told you last time that your health is not good right now. You were lucky this time, but if you continue to abuse yourself like this, next time…”
As Dr. Zheng and Jiang Xingyao came out of the examination room, they frowned and earnestly advised each other.
Jiang Xingyao listened silently, a hint of bitterness flashing between her brows.
Dr. Zheng sighed and said, "Ms. Jiang, your problem is no longer just physical; you also need to adjust your mood. If you continue to be so depressed, it will affect the baby as well."
I don't know what happened to you, but no matter what, the baby is the most important thing. Ms. Jiang, why don't you take some time to do something you enjoy and relax?
"I understand." Seeing Dr. Zheng's concerned expression, Jiang Xingyao agreed.
As the elevator doors opened, Jiang Xingyao was about to step out when she first saw Jin Qingyu standing at the door.
Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the bag containing her pregnancy test results. Afraid that Dr. Zheng might say something else that Jin Qingyu would overhear, Jiang Xingyao spoke first, "What are you doing here?"
When she asked the question, she couldn't help but worry about how long Jin Qingyu had been there.
Did he see himself come out of the gynecology examination room?
"Shouldn't I be asking Mrs. Jin that? Why are you at the hospital? Are you sick?" Jin Qingyu said.
Jiang Xingyao said, "It's just a minor cold, I came to get some medicine."
She was already extremely tired and had been crying for a long time, so her voice was very hoarse.
It's perfectly fine to say you have a cold now.
When Qin Jiangnan came before, he had already told Dr. Zheng. This time, Dr. Zheng understood and went to get two boxes of cold medicine for Jiang Xingyao.
Jin Qingyu's gaze swept over the two boxes of medicine. He said, "Now that we've bought the medicine, let's go home."
Jiang Xingyao didn't want Jin Qingyu to stay at the hospital any longer. Every extra minute he stayed made her extremely uneasy. She didn't argue much. After saying goodbye to Dr. Zheng, she left with Jin Qingyu.
At the corner of the hospital staircase, Jiang Cancan watched Jin Qingyu and Jiang Xingyao's figures disappear into the distance, then quickly stepped forward to stop Dr. Zheng: "Doctor, the lady you were just talking to is my sister. I noticed she looked very unwell. Is it really just a cold?"
"You're Miss Jiang's sister, don't you know about her condition?" Dr. Zheng asked, frowning.
Jiang Cancan didn't understand what Dr. Zheng meant, but she still said, "I've been very busy with work and haven't been to see my sister for a long time. Doctor, what exactly is wrong with my sister?"
Her eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't escape Dr. Zheng's notice. Dr. Zheng said, "It's just a cold. Otherwise, what do you expect Miss Jiang to have? Since you're her sister, wouldn't it be more appropriate for you to ask her?"
Their young master had previously instructed that no one in their hospital was allowed to disclose Miss Jiang's condition to outsiders.
Jiang Cancan couldn't get any information out of him, and gave an awkward laugh: "I was just worried about my sister, and I panicked for a moment, which is why I disturbed the doctor."
Her gaze swept over Dr. Zheng's chest, then over his name tag, finally landing on the words "Obstetrics and Gynecology".
His pupils contracted noticeably.
After Dr. Zheng left, Jiang Cancan stopped a nurse and asked, "That woman who was standing with Dr. Zheng just now, does she often come to see Dr. Zheng?"
The nurse looked at Jiang Cancan, puzzled.
Jiang Cancan explained, "I saw that woman earlier. She was dressed very elegantly, like a wealthy person. Someone in my family is preparing for childbirth, so I thought if someone like that can see Dr. Zheng, then Dr. Zheng's medical skills must be amazing. Next time we come to the hospital, we'll just book an appointment with Dr. Zheng."
The nurse, not on guard, said, "Dr. Zheng is indeed a top expert in obstetrics and gynecology. It's very difficult to get an appointment with her. You must make an appointment in advance."
She didn't answer Jiang Cancan's question directly, but she also didn't deny Jiang Xingyao's matter. Jiang Cancan narrowed her eyes, thanked the nurse, and turned around with a distorted expression on her face.
Jiang Xingyao is so familiar with a gynecologist, yet she insists on saying she has a cold in front of Jin Qingyu. There must be something wrong with this.
Is she pregnant?
When the car stopped at Xiyuan, Lin Ma hurried out to greet her. As soon as she saw Jiang Xingyao, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Madam, you're finally back. I was so worried about you last night when you didn't come home."
Didn't come home all night?
Jin Qingyu glanced at Jiang Xingyao, and seeing her cold face, he didn't immediately question her. Instead, he teased Lin Ma, "I didn't come home all night either, why didn't you ask me about it?"
When Lin's mother heard him say that, she almost rolled her eyes.
She said, "Sir, isn't it normal for you not to come back? We're used to it."
Besides, even if you don't come back, you have plenty of places to stay, unlike your wife, who has nowhere else to go.
Lin Ma's words seemed casual, but they made Jin Qingyu freeze in his tracks.
Jiang Xingyao used to go to places like Wangshan Manor.
But Jiang Cancan destroyed that house.
Later, she bought her own apartment, but now, because of Qu Xinting, she has moved back to Xiyuan and no longer goes there.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Jiang Xingyao was indeed quite strapped for cash after marrying him.
He only owns one car and no property.
Jiang Xingyao didn't know why Jin Qingyu suddenly stopped moving, and she didn't care to ask.
Lin Ma ignored him and simply asked, "Madam, what would you like to eat later?"
"Have some porridge, millet porridge, with brown sugar," Jiang Xingyao said.
Feeling completely drained, Jiang Xingyao just wanted to clear her mind and get a good night's sleep.
It would be best to sleep until the end of time.
She knew she was running away.
But right now she doesn't have the energy to face reality. It's like when her grandfather just passed away, Qu Xinting handed over his hard work to Jiang Yuncheng.
Her countless attempts to stop her were ultimately futile.
A similar sense of despair swept over me.
The same feelings as back then almost overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
If it weren't for Jin Qingyu back then, Jiang Xingyao thought she might never have been able to get over that incident.
At that time, she thought she would never feel so helpless again in her life.
Eight years later, she felt the same feeling again, but this time it was given to her by the person she had always regarded as her savior and idol.
Perhaps this is the tribulation she was meant to suffer, Jiang Xingyao thought.
Last time, she escaped despair through Jin Qingyu, so this time fate had Jin Qingyu give her a hard time, making her make up for the tribulations she hadn't suffered enough before.
"Is it just porridge? Is there anything else you'd like to eat, Madam?" Lin Ma asked again.
Jiang Xingyao shook her head.
In fact, she didn't even have the appetite to drink porridge. If it weren't for Dr. Zheng's earnest advice and the baby in her belly that forced her to persevere, she would have gone back to her room long ago.
Seeing that Jiang Xingyao was in a bad mood, Lin's mother didn't ask any more questions and went straight to the kitchen to prepare.
When Jin Qingyu pushed the door open, he heard Lin Ma bustling about in the kitchen. Jiang Xingyao sat on the sofa like a puppet, her pupils seemingly empty.
The woman seemed to be surrounded by an aura of death, like despair.
Jin Qingyu took off his suit jacket and casually draped it over the back of the sofa. He sat down next to Jiang Xingyao and asked, "You spent the whole night with Shen Mingsu yesterday?"
He waited for about 5 minutes but did not receive a reply from Jiang Xingyao. A hint of impatience flashed between his brows, and he repeated once more, "Mrs. Jin, I am talking to you."
"Otherwise what? Don't you find it ridiculous, Mr. Jin? You had Jin's official Weibo account falsely accuse me of plagiarism online, and then you disappeared without a trace."
As an employee of Shen's, the matter arose because of me, so it's normal for me to resolve the issue, isn't it?
"What right do you have to question me?" Jiang Xingyao retorted.
Looking into Jiang Xingyao's cold eyes, Jin Qingyu explained, "My phone fell into the water yesterday, and I haven't bought a new one yet."
The implication is that they are not missing.
Jiang Xingyao wanted to laugh when she heard this. She said, "Jin Qingyu, your phone is broken, not your hand."
You betrayed me without a word and then just walked away. What a fine husband you are.
Jin Qingyu's Adam's apple bobbed: "I will handle this kind of thing. Yao Yao, I told you before, you are Mrs. Jin, you don't have to worry about anything, I'll take care of everything."
"If you handle this well, you'll just be helping outsiders confirm that I plagiarized, and you'll make me bear the stigma of plagiarism forever, right?" Jiang Xingyao's lips twitched, and her face showed obvious bitterness.
She discreetly put her hand into her bag and adjusted her phone.
She started recording when Jin Qingyu arrived.
Jin Qingyu was completely unaware. He sighed and said, "There won't be any bad reputation, Yaoyao. From now on, you can be Mrs. Jin in peace. Clothes, bags, cars, houses, whatever you want, I can give you."
If you want to go out shopping, there are countless wealthy wives in this circle who flock to you, willing to accompany you and fawn over you. Isn't that a good life?
Why bother making songs and getting involved with those people in the entertainment industry?
Why insist on throwing yourself into such a smoky and polluted place?
"Jin Qingyu, don't change the subject. These are two different things. Even if you don't want me to compose music, you can tell me. There's no need to betray me online."
"You're determined to make me a confirmed plagiarist just to prevent Jiang Cancan from going to jail, aren't you? You know perfectly well that I composed the music myself," Jiang Xingyao said.
Jin Qingyu said, "Yaoyao, didn't you sign with Shen's Entertainment without my consent?"
"We're even. Don't think about those songs anymore. Just stay home and be Mrs. Jin."
He didn't answer the question directly, but that answer was enough for Jiang Xingyao.
Jiang Xingyao scoffed, "Jin Qingyu, is this the only despicable method you can use?"
"Yaoyao, you should have known long ago that I've never been a glamorous or impressive person. I've always been like this," Jin Qingyu said calmly.
Yes, he's always been like that.
Jiang Xingyao still remembers that when he first made a name for himself in this industry, the media's evaluation of his methods was only eight words: taking unconventional and perverse approaches.
Looking back now, Jiang Xingyao thinks the media was really too polite.
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