After leaving Chengnan Hutong, Cheng Baidong did not go straight home, but instead had Gao Ping drive him to the hospital where Fang Qiao gave birth.
Gao Ping parked the car in the hospital courtyard and asked with a puzzled look, "Brother Cheng, are you sick?"
Cheng Baidong shook his head, not going into details, because these days, men getting vasectomies is not something to talk about.
He simply told Gao Ping to wait downstairs, and that he would come down shortly.
Gao Ping was puzzled, but didn't ask any questions. After watching Cheng Baidong enter the outpatient building, he took out a palm-sized notebook, put a list on it, and wrote down the things he would need for the wedding.
He had something to do to pass the time, and although he didn't find it boring, he did feel that Cheng Baidong had been inside for a while.
Because he waited for an hour.
During that hour, he meticulously listed everything he would need for the wedding. When he ran out of things to list, Cheng Baidong finally emerged from the outpatient building.
Gao Ping wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that his brother Cheng's walking posture was a little strange.
"Brother Cheng, what happened to your leg?"
"fine."
Cheng Baidong got into the car without changing his expression, fastened his seatbelt, and instructed Gao Ping, "Drive."
Gao Ping noticed that Cheng Baidong's expression was not quite right. He touched his nose but didn't dare to ask any more questions. He started the car and quickly left the hospital.
However, while Cheng Baidong could fool Gao Ping, he couldn't fool Fang Qiao.
As soon as he entered the house, Fang Qiao sensed something was wrong, but when she opened her mouth to ask, Cheng Baidong was too embarrassed to say anything.
"Don't ask anymore, it's nothing serious, it'll be fine tomorrow."
"But the less you tell me, the more curious I become."
Fang Qiao walked up to Cheng Baidong and touched his thigh: "Did you hurt your leg?"
Even through his pants, Fang Qiao's touch still made Cheng Baidong feel sensitive, and his whole body suddenly tensed up.
He took an awkward step back, avoiding Fang Qiao's hand, and said, "No."
"What happened?" Fang Qiao asked again.
Cheng Baidong's face flushed, and he turned his head away, saying, "I said it's nothing."
Seeing Cheng Baidong's blushing and embarrassed expression, Fang Qiao's thoughts wandered, and she made an irresponsible guess: "You didn't go to get your hemorrhoids removed, did you? Are you ashamed to tell me?"
Cheng Baidong's forehead veins throbbed, and he said helplessly, "No, I didn't."
“You don’t need to be embarrassed.” Fang Qiao felt more and more that her guess was right, and couldn’t help but laugh: “You, what’s there to be embarrassed about? Nine out of ten people have hemorrhoids, I have them too. I had them when Huai An’an was little.”
"What are you thinking? I really didn't get hemorrhoids removed." Cheng Baidong sighed and had no choice but to explain to Fang Qiao, "I just got a tubal ligation."
"ligation?!"
Cheng Baidong's words were like a thunderbolt, catching Fang Qiao completely off guard.
She stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "You got a tubal ligation?"
Cheng Baidong nodded helplessly: "Yes."
He didn't want to say it so early because the old professor who performed the surgery said that women can still get pregnant in the first few months after the tubal ligation, and a follow-up examination six months later is needed to determine whether the ligation was complete.
So he planned to tell Fang Qiao after the follow-up examination to confirm that the ligation was completely successful, but he did not expect her to be so sharp-eyed that she noticed something was wrong at a glance and then questioned him thoroughly. Helpless, he had no choice but to tell her in advance.
Fang Qiao was touched and quickly helped Cheng Baidong sit down on the edge of the bed: "Why did you suddenly decide to get a tubal ligation?"
“It wasn’t sudden,” Cheng Baidong explained. “The day you gave birth to Chuan Chuan and Yue Yue, you said you didn’t want to have any more children. At that time, I had already decided to get my tubal ligated.”
"Then you should discuss it with me." Fang Qiao complained, but she was actually very happy inside.
She had already decided to get an IUD inserted, but those things are harmful to the body. In her previous life, her sister-in-law had irregular periods for almost half a year after getting an IUD. But if the man doesn't want to get a vasectomy, the woman has to suffer the pain no matter how unwilling she is.
Now that Cheng Baidong has voluntarily undergone sterilization, she no longer has to suffer this pain.
Cheng Baidong: "There's nothing to discuss. We already have three children. Since we're not planning to have any more, getting sterilized will save us trouble and avoid having to use birth control products every time. If something goes wrong with those products and I get pregnant, having another child will mean going through the same ordeal again."
Fang Qiao asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"
Cheng Baidong shook his head: "I've been given anesthesia, it doesn't hurt."
"Where was the tubal ligation performed? Above or below?"
Cheng Baidong's face flushed: "Don't ask anymore."
He felt embarrassed.
Fang Qiao chuckled: "We've been married for so long, we already have three kids, why are you still embarrassed?"
Cheng Baidong was just embarrassed.
Fang Qiao knew when to stop, and seeing that Cheng Baidong was indeed embarrassed, she took the initiative to end the conversation.
"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore. You lie down and rest for a while, I'll go make you some brown sugar and egg tea to help you recover."
Cheng Baidong's face darkened: "No need, I had my tubal ligation done, it's not like I'm in postpartum confinement, why would I drink brown sugar water?"
"You still need to make up for it properly, you've suffered a lot." Fang Qiao's eyes revealed a sly glint.
Cheng Baidong immediately realized that she was doing it on purpose. He jumped up from the bed, grabbed Fang Qiao's waist, pulled her back, and pressed her down on the bed: "Fine, you're making fun of me!"
He rolled over and pinned her legs down, then reached out to tickle her.
Fang Qiao is usually very ticklish, and she couldn't stop laughing from being tickled. She begged for mercy, "Stop tickling me, stop tickling me, I was wrong, I will never do it again."
The two argued for a while, leaving Fang Qiao with her long hair disheveled and clothes in disarray. She lay down next to Cheng Baidong, breathing slightly.
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