ex-wife, get married

Seeing Wan Zigui's car leaving in the dust, Jiang Muyan subconsciously looked up at the clock on the wall of the ward, calculated the time, and soon it was time for the doctor to come to check the ward. Without any consideration, Jiang Muyan returned to the hospital. hospital bed.

Sure enough, as Jiang Muyan expected, she had just returned to the bed and lay down for a long time, when the doctors and nurses who came for the routine rounds opened the door and came in.

The one who walked in the front was one of the doctors who had delivered Jiang Muyan before. He smiled at Jiang Muyan, and the caring question came out of his mouth naturally.

"Mrs. Zhuo, how do you feel today?"

If it was in the past, when someone called her Mrs. Zhuo, Jiang Muyan would probably have a happy expression on her face, but now, this title only makes her feel very ironic.

There was a forced smile on Jiang Muyan's face, probably because he felt that his reaction should not be too flat, so he immediately looked up at the doctor, and then nodded.

"It feels good."

As soon as Jiang Muyan finished speaking, the doctor began to conduct various examinations on her. Except for the doctor's soft reminder to close Jiang Muyan's eyes and raise his hand from time to time, the ward became surprisingly quiet for a while.

Jiang Muyan stared at the doctor with burning eyes, and when she had free time to check the next item for herself, she quickly asked the question that she had hesitated for a long time.

"When can I get out of bed?"

The doctor raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Muyan. Seeing that she was still a little worried, he couldn't help frowning.

"Has Mrs. Zhuo tried to get out of bed these two days?"

Hearing the doctor's question, Jiang Muyan immediately shook her head subconsciously. She lowered her head and felt a little nervous. She didn't know why the doctor would ask this question, but for the sake of her plan being able to proceed normally, she immediately denied it.

It is not the first time the doctor has encountered a patient like Jiang Muyan. Although she has denied it, judging from her reaction, she already has the answer in her heart. It was very peaceful.

"Ms. Zhuo was born prematurely, so her recovery is slower than ordinary people. After recuperating for a week, all the functions of her body have recovered well, and she can get out of bed and walk around after two days of bed rest."

After getting the answer, Jiang Muyan frowned, and then looked at the doctor expectantly, "When can I see my baby?"

Asked about the baby, a nurse who followed the doctor immediately spoke up.

"The baby is doing very well, not inferior to a full-term newborn. Tomorrow we will arrange a detailed full-body examination for him, and then he can be taken out of the incubator. Mrs. Zhuo, don't be too impatient."

Jiang Muyan was slightly relieved when he heard the nurse say that the baby was fine, but it was his own child after all, so how could he let it go as soon as he said he could!
"Is he heavy? I heard that I weighed more than six catties when I was born. Is the baby heavier than me when I was young?"

More than six catties is really not heavy for a newborn, but Jiang Muyan is a girl, so how can she compare with boys and babies.

Jiang Muyan's question suddenly made the nurse who answered her question laugh. Later, he was afraid that Jiang Muyan would be embarrassed, so he quickly restrained his smile.

"The baby is heavier than Mommy! The baby is almost eight catties!"

Jiang Muyan opened his eyes wide in surprise.As if he couldn't believe it, he asked again in order to confirm again.

"It's not much different from ordinary newborns?"

The nurse nodded with a smile, and Jiang Muyan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, smiling at the little nurse who answered her question, with a sincere expression on her face.

"Thank you!"

After the ward finally became quiet again, Jiang Muyan stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes were a little distracted, his hands were still pinching the corner of the quilt, and he looked very helpless.

Before leaving, the doctor's meaningful words resurfaced in her mind.

"The body is our own. As doctors, all we can do is to alleviate the patient's pain as much as possible, but...if we refuse to cooperate, when the trouble comes to the end, the body will collapse and we will still suffer."

Try hard to control your thoughts and don't think about it, but Jiang Muyan can't help but linger.

The doctor who came out of the ward stood in front of the door, looked at Jiang Muyan who was in the ward for a long time through the glass inlaid on the door, and then turned around silently.

"Recently, remember to pay more attention to Mrs. Zhuo's situation, and send the child to her as soon as possible. She hasn't seen the child for so long, and she will inevitably worry about it."

The doctor's order made the little nurse behind him nod like pecking rice.

The female doctor nodded in satisfaction and walked towards her office. She did not forget what Zhuo Xiangyu told her, and she always took care of Jiang Muyan with all her heart.

What she didn't know was that even though she sensed something was wrong with Jiang Muyan, she made a mistake because she deliberately brought the topic up to the child.

It wasn't until the sound of numerous footsteps in the corridor dispersed that Jiang Muyan slowly woke up from his own thoughts.

She must go to Hong Kong, even if the final answer may not be as she wished, her arrogance will not allow her to compromise.

Not allowing herself to have any more entanglements, Jiang Muyan acted immediately and dug out a set of clothes from the cabinet, no matter how weird it was to wear her eight-month pregnant maternity clothes after giving birth, it was another dress up , He insisted on tossing himself so that he didn't look like his original self, and then carefully avoided the nurses at the nurse's station and slipped out of the hospital.

The first thing Jiang Muyan did when she left the hospital was to stop the car and take herself back to Zhuo's house. She didn't know that going back at this time was undoubtedly a trap for herself.

But if she wanted to go to Hong Kong, she had to go back to get her various documents, otherwise, not to mention going to Hong Kong, she would not be able to leave even S city.

When returning to Zhuo's house, Wan Zigui was not there, Jiang Muyan was secretly thankful in his heart, and walked inside without any hesitation.

Seeing Jiang Muyan's figure, the servants of Zhuo's family were all stunned, and then all surrounded her.

"Madam, why are you back? You have just given birth, so you can get out of bed and walk around, and the doctor won't stop you!"

The housekeeper Mrs. Lu was the first to speak. Seeing Jiang Muyan come back without saying a word, she wished she could frown so hard that a fly could be killed.

Jiang Muyan knew she was in the wrong, and was afraid that Mrs. Lu would call Wan Zigui immediately, so she smiled at her and found an excuse to divert her attention.

"I... I have been lying on the bed in the hospital, and I can't take a shower or anything. I feel very uncomfortable, so I came back suddenly. You know that there are no clothes for me in the hospital, so everything is inconvenient."

Jiang Muyan's random excuses failed to impress Mrs. Lu at all. Not only did she fail to satisfy her, but she frowned even deeper.

"Ma'am, what do you need in the hospital? Give us a call. Uncle Zhou and I will send you there right away. If you get out of bed by yourself without the doctor's permission, your health will be poor if you don't sit well after confinement. You will be offended in the future!"

Mrs. Lu's tone was full of reprimands, but she was more worried about Jiang Muyan, fearing that she would hurt her body if she acted impulsively.

Sister Lu's words filled Jiang Muyan's heart with emotion, causing her eyes to turn red all of a sudden, holding back the tears that were about to fall, Jiang Muyan couldn't help lowering her head, but then quickly raised her head, eyes It was clear.

Facing Mrs. Lu's worried eyes, Jiang Muyan only felt that the tears he had been holding back were about to burst out again. He was afraid that she would see something. After Jiang Muyan left a sentence, he ran upstairs as if fleeing.

"I went upstairs to pack up and see what clothes to bring to the hospital. My stomach is not that big now, so it's definitely not appropriate to wear clothes that are seven or eight months pregnant."

Aunt Lu looked at Jiang Muyan's obviously stiff posture of going upstairs, and couldn't help sighing in her heart, and couldn't help admonishing her back.

"Be careful, don't bump into yourself and hurt yourself!"

Jiang Muyan paused, turned around, and saw Mrs. Lu had turned around and was walking towards the phone in the living room. She couldn't help being startled. She was afraid that she would call Wan Zigui immediately, and her plan would fail, so she spoke immediately. stopped her steps.

"Sister-in-law Lu, don't call Zigui. I ran out by myself. If you tell him, he will definitely be angry with me. Just help me keep the secret!"

Seeing Jiang Muyan wink at him mischievously, Mrs. Lu also nodded at her in a strange way. Seeing that she immediately beamed with joy after nodding, she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, watching her disappear into her room At the door, Aunt Lu turned back and walked towards the kitchen.

Even though Mrs. Lu promised not to call Wan Zigui, Jiang Muyan still felt a little uneasy, for fear that some nurses would go to her ward for a walk after eating too much, and then run to tell Wan Zigui immediately after finding out that she was not there. , then he will be caught.

After Jiang Muyan returned to the room, he quickly changed out of his clothes that did not match at all, and then took out a backpack from the cabinet, quickly packed a few clothes, and quickly turned over all his documents Come out and put it all in the bag.

After she packed up the clothes she wanted to take, and looked at the room she and Zhuo Xiangyu spent countless days and nights together, it was completely turned over by her like a thief, and she didn't care about tidying up the room to its original appearance , Jiang Muyan glanced at the room decisively.

If everything is true and Zhuo Xiangyu really wants to marry Fang Zhihan, then this may be the last time she will enter this room again.

Sighing lightly, Jiang Muyan withdrew his gaze, and seeing that there was no one in the living room, he went downstairs lightly, and then quietly left Zhuo's house without disturbing anyone.

The taxi driver who took her back was waiting not far from the gate of Zhuo's house. Jiang Muyan resisted the pain in his lower abdomen and got into the car without any hesitation.