"Hands out."
Liu Liang also had some guesses in her mind, but she didn't know whether it was true or not. She had to check it out first.
Haitang obediently stretched out her wrist and placed it in front of Liu Liang. Liu Liang pressed her fingers on her wrist, and soon after, she moved her wrist down.
"Does having children also require gathering in groups these days?"
She spoke to herself quickly, but she felt an inexplicable sour feeling in her heart.
"Doctor Liu..."
Haitang called Liu Liang carefully.
"Well, what's wrong?"
Liu Liang patted her sleeves, as if there was nothing different.
"Doctor Liu, what were you talking about?"
Haitang only saw Liu Jing's lips moving, but she couldn't hear clearly what she said. Also, what about her? Was she sick? Could it be that she really had that disorder?
A woman's period is very important, but she must pay attention to it. This is what the female doctor in the dark streets told her since she was a child, so she has always paid attention to it. Over the years, her period has never been bad, sometimes she doesn't have a period for a whole day, but this time she hasn't had a period for two months, so she is a little anxious.
Liu Jing's gaze fell on Haitang again, "Let someone else take care of Wen Ting from now on."
"Why?"
Haitang frowned. She didn't agree. She absolutely wouldn't agree. She had always been the one taking care of her master. Why should she replace him with someone else? Could someone else be as careful, serious and professional as her?
Do they know what kind of tea the owner likes to drink, how much tea liquor to use, what he likes to eat, what he doesn’t like to eat, what time he goes to bed and what time he gets up? If they don’t know anything, how can they take good care of the owner?
"Doctor Liu, that's not necessary." Haitang raised a smile, "The master has me, so he doesn't need outsiders."
"Okay."
Liu Jing didn't object. "If you want to take care of her, go ahead and take care of her. She's not my master. As long as he likes to abuse pregnant women."
With a clang...
There was a sound of something breaking, and Liu Liang turned around and saw the thermos cup lying on the ground.
Wen Ting is indeed a descendant of a thousand-year-old family. He lives a very ancient life and of course he also pays attention to health. He doesn't drink beverages or cold water, and he always carries a thermos cup with him wherever he goes.
The quality of this thermos is just too poor. It is so fragile and not sturdy at all.
"You didn't scare me, you scared your son."
Liu Jing said coldly, feeling very annoyed by the broken thermos cup on the ground, "You smashed it yourself, so clean it up yourself. I still have two little ones at home. Adults have to be careful everywhere, and the little ones are even more afraid."
"Okay, I'll have it cleaned up right away."
For the first time, Wen Ting didn't know what to do. After he walked out, he turned back after a while, but didn't say anything and ran out again. Not long after, two bodyguards in black came over with brooms. They bent over and lowered their heads to clean up the broken glass on the ground. They were very clean, without even a trace of glass shards.
As for Haitang, she was taken away by Wen Ting in a daze. As for where she went, Liu Liang did not ask, but she seemed to have heard that she went to the hospital.
It doesn’t matter how many hospitals you go to.
Whether you have children or not can be checked anywhere.
However, it is a great thing that Wen Ting has a descendant. There is no need to worry that the Dark Street will be lost in time because there is no heir. Such a good place can be used as an excellent tourist destination. If there is no Dark Street and only the Bright Street is relied upon, that place will be abandoned sooner or later.
Only when the dark streets are dark and the bright streets are bright can it be truly a thousand-year-old closed river.
Liu Liang is very satisfied with Wen Ting's reproductive ability. Some people can't get pregnant no matter how hard they try, but Wen Ting is good. It's only been a few months, and she has recovered and has a son.
As for why she insisted that Haitang was pregnant with a son and not a daughter.
She just heard that the owner of the dark street was a single-line descendant. Don't underestimate such inherited things. Sometimes you have to believe in them.
At night, Liu Liang lay on the bed listlessly.
They were discussing marriage over there, and a bunch of people were coming in and out over here, but it was the quietest place here.
"Are you in a bad mood?"
Zeng Xubai walked over and sat beside the bed. How could he not know whether Liu Jing was worried about something?
It has been like this since they had dinner in the evening. Maybe it was because they were the only two people having dinner together, so it seemed a little cold. Of course, Liu Jing's mood also plummeted. Until now, she looked listless and weak.
"You said, do all children have to be born in groups?"
Liu Liang just felt a little sad.
They all have children, but she doesn't.
Otherwise, she could give birth to one too, so that they can make up a group.
Zeng Xubai also lay down, then reached out and pulled Liu Jing into his arms, hugging her tightly. "You are still young. Bai Xiangru is already 26, and Haitang is 25. It is normal for them to have children at this age. We are not in a hurry as you grow taller."
"By the time our child is born, their children will be grown up and will still be protecting our child."
After listening to Zeng Xubai's advice, Liu Liang's anger that had been pent up for the whole day disappeared without a trace in an instant.
It seems to be true. It’s just giving birth to a child. Who doesn’t know how to give birth to a child?
Both she and Zeng Xubai are healthy, so if they want a child, it's just a matter of time.
"Have you figured it out?"
When Zeng Xubai touched the hair on her forehead, he knew that this was a smart girl who understood everything at once. In fact, these things were not logical, they all knew it. What Liu Jing needed was not for others to help her figure it out, but she hoped to get support and recognition.
"Next, we will be busy."
Zeng Xubai laughed and kissed her hair. "So, Doctor Liu, you should sleep well and continue your work tomorrow. As for me, Fang Yuan is afraid that I will have to take care of the company's affairs for a long time."
Liu Liang hugged Zeng Xubai's waist tightly. She knew that it would be strange if Fang Yuan could work after being beaten up. The injuries on his body were not visible. Once he put on clothes, he could be said to be a decent human being. What a scoundrel.
But what could be done? Cheng Bin, the boss, hit Fang Yuan too hard and half of his face was swollen. Even with a mask and sunglasses, he couldn't cover it up.
What's more, she felt that Fang Yuan had not finished beating her yet.
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