"What's wrong? Are you really uncomfortable?" Shen Muzhi became a little nervous when he saw that she didn't speak. The position just now had gone in a bit too deep. Could it be that it hit the spot?
"It's nothing," Xiang Zhilan quickly shook her head in denial, then said, "I need to go to the toilet."
"Go ahead." Shen Muzhi kissed her forehead and released her.
Xiang Zhilan took her bag into the bathroom. Luckily, she had anticipated her visit in the next few days and had prepared it in her bag.
The bloating sensation in her lower abdomen made her quite certain that her period would likely start tonight.
That lie won't last much longer, but even if she weren't pregnant, he would probably agree to treatment now.
We'll tell him the truth after the check-up tomorrow. That's the decision.
Xiang Zhilan washed his bottom, put on a pad, and went outside. Luckily, he was wearing his big t-shirt, which covered his buttocks, so he shouldn't be noticed tonight.
As soon as she got into bed, he pulled her into his arms. Afraid that he would move around, she quickly held his hands.
"Don't worry, I just want to hold you while I sleep." Shen Muzhi smiled faintly.
Xiang Zhilan relaxed and nestled in his arms, adjusting herself into a comfortable position.
Looking at her so docile, Shen Muzhi couldn't help but overthink, wondering if she was being so kind to him now out of pity or sympathy.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiang Zhilan asked worriedly, noticing a hint of worry in his eyes.
Shen Muzhi lowered his eyes and met hers. "If I hadn't had this illness, would you still be so good to me?"
"Yes," Xiang Zhilan admitted, then added, "However, if you cure your illness, I will agree to remarry you."
"In fact, it's incurable; at most, it can prolong the life by five years." Shen Muzhi had been hoping to hear her agree to remarry, but now he felt very distressed.
“Life can be full of miracles, can’t it?” Xiang Zhilan held his hand and said, “The children and I will always be by your side.”
Shen Muzhi embraced her again. He had made so many mistakes, but heaven still favored him. Although he had lost his health, he had gained what was most important to him.
"Go to sleep." Xiang Zhilan gently patted his back and said no more.
He kissed the crown of her head, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep, inhaling the scent of her hair.
The next day, Xiang Zhilan woke up to find Shen Muzhi standing by the window with his back to her, making a phone call.
After a while, it seemed that the call was over, and he slowly lowered his hand holding the phone.
She got out of bed and hugged him from behind, her voice hoarse from just waking up: "What happened?"
Shen Muzhi stiffened slightly, slowly turned around, looked down at her, and wanted to tell her what she had just heard. But as soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly remembered what she had said last night, and said, "You said that if I get better, you will agree to remarry me immediately, is that true?"
Xiang Zhilan thought he was worried that today's examination results would worsen, so he was seeking psychological comfort, so she nodded and said, "I will definitely keep my word."
"Okay, let's go to the hospital." A dark undercurrent surged in Shen Muzhi's deep eyes.
After washing up and changing their clothes, the two went to the hospital together.
After registering for the appointment, I had my blood drawn and a gastroscopy done before seeing Dr. Chen.
When Xiang Zhilan saw him come out, she was a little puzzled: "Weren't we supposed to be doing some genetic testing to determine the treatment plan?"
“We’ll do as Dr. Chen has arranged.” Shen Muzhi took her hand and said, “You didn’t eat this morning either, so let’s go get something to eat now.”
Xiang Zhilan doesn't understand medicine, so since it was arranged by the doctor, she didn't have much to say.
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