Why does the boss always want to talk to me about life?

Fang Jingshu didn't think there was any problem, but she also felt that Ye Hanxi made a big fuss when she called Dr. Song over.

"Doctor Song, what's wrong with Jingshu?"

"a~"

Seeing the medicine box brought by Dr. Song, Xueqiu stepped on the sofa cushions and climbed onto Fang Jingshu, yelling ya~ya~, and was carried away by Ye Hanxi who was beside her.

Fang Jingshu looked at the serious face of the other party, and her mood also became heavy. She thought about it. Over the years, except for the necessary physical examination when she changed jobs, she had not actually checked other aspects.

"Doctor Song, is there something wrong with my body?"

"Mrs. Ye, what's wrong with you recently?"

Fang Jingshu thought for a while, but her face turned red first.

"Inconvenient to say?"

"No, it's actually that...that's—" Fang Jingshu couldn't help raising her head to look at Ye Hanxi.

Dr. Song looked at the posture of her little woman, and couldn't help but say for her, "Is it the queen?"

Fang Jingshu's face turned red all of a sudden, and she nodded, "My back will be sore, and my stomach will still have a slight pain the next day. I thought this was a normal reaction, so I didn't care." After Fang Jingshu finished speaking, she wished she could dig It's embarrassing to bury yourself in a hole.

Dr. Song put down his stethoscope, and turned to Ye Hanxi and said seriously, "I need medical equipment for a diagnosis. Go to my place, or go back to your home?"

Ye Hanxi said without thinking, "Go home!"

Doctor Song went out and made a phone call.

Fang Jing felt relieved, she still needed medical equipment to find out, so she must be suffering from some serious illness.

Seeing her face suddenly pale, Ye Hanxi felt distressed, "Don't worry, the Song family's medical skills are very good."

Dr. Song felt that he had misdiagnosed himself, so he needed to prove it. The group hurried back to the Ye family villa, and even Wu Weini came back with him, "If I knew it, I would have asked Dr. Song to come in the morning."

"Ah."

"Don't have any psychological burden, close your eyes."

Ye Hanxi insisted on bringing Xueqiu to the side, and the two, one big and one small, waited obediently with wide-eyed eyes.

Dr. Song felt that something was wrong before. With medical equipment, he found that there seemed to be a small 'tumor' in Fang Jingshu's uterus. He stared wide-eyed, held his breath, checked for a long time, went out, and said to Wu Weini, "Madam, I'd like to ask my father to come and take a look."

"Mr. Song, please?"

"Well, I've called him just now, and he's on his way here."

Wu Weini was very aware of Elder Song's aptitude and value in the medical school, and she would only invite Ye Hanxi to him when there was something wrong with his genes. She was startled, and pulled Doctor Song a little further away, whispering He asked, "Changle, tell me the truth, is Jingshu's illness serious?"

Song Changle frowned, "Ma'am, don't make random guesses until all the results come out, let's talk about it after my father comes."

How could Wu Weini not know what he meant, and walked up and down the hall in a hurry, "When will the old man arrive, I will pick him up."

Mr. Song came directly in a military vehicle. Wu Weini had already picked him up outside, helped Mr. Song out of the car, and said, "Mr. Song, I would like to trouble you to make a trip yourself this time. It's really hard work."

Elder Song waved his hands, gossiping with a smile, "Have you two been married for a month?"

Wu Weini nodded, "It's almost a month and a half."

Elder Song stroked his beard, "Did the two of you have sex before getting married?"

Even though she was already a grandma, when Elder Song suddenly asked this question, she couldn't help but blush, especially at Elder Song's smiling eyes, Wu Weini cursed secretly in her heart—— Old and unrepaired.

"You have to ask Hanxi about this matter."

Wu Weini is a cheerful mommy. Fortunately, her family Hanxi has always been a clean and self-loving person. Except for Jingshu, she treats everyone else equally, even her mommy. Similarly, thinking of this, Wu Weini couldn't help but feel sad.

When Elder Song entered, Ye Hanxi stood up holding the snowball and greeted him earnestly, "Old Song."

The old man looked at Xueqiu who was exactly the same as Ye Hanxi when he was a child, and wanted to reach out and touch that little jelly-like face, but Xueqiu frowned and slapped him away with disgust.

After the snowball was slapped away, he gave Elder Song a hard look, leaned on Ye Hanxi's shoulder with pouted hips, and called out to Fang Jingshu who was lying down, "ma~ma~"

Wu Weini covered his face, and couldn't bear to look at it, "Mr. Song, like Hanxi, has mild autism."

Elder Song was not embarrassed, he patted the little guy's upturned buttocks with a smile on his face, "It's the same as Hanxi when he was a child."

"What's the little guy's name?"

"It's called Snowball."

"Well, that's a good name."

Ye Hanxi raised her eyebrows lightly, wanting to interrupt Elder Song's gossip, "Old Song—"

Elder Song turned his gaze to Ye Hanxi, "Hanxi, do you have sex with your wife frequently?"

Ye Hanxi really didn't know how to answer this question, especially when it was an outsider who asked her. She thought for a moment, "What counts as frequent? Elder Song, can we first look at Jingshu's situation before discussing this issue?"

Wu Weini chimed in, "Yes, Mr. Song, Hanxi is very worried."

Elder Song stroked his beard, went to watch the film Song Changle made earlier, asked Fang Jingshu a few more questions, and finally came to a conclusion, "I'm pregnant!"

"what!"

"Old Song, what did you say just now?" Wu Weini suspected that he had misheard.

Ye Hanxi looked dull.

When Fang Jingshu heard this, she was still a little dazed. She rubbed her stomach and sat up straight, "Mr. Song, are you sure?"

Elder Song stared at Fang Jingshu with a smile on his face, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Ye Hanxi was out of luck.

Song Changle secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He felt very strange just now. If it was really a tumor, there should be no retching. Many tumors are not discovered until the patient feels pain. I was thinking, what kind of tumor is it, and should I remove it... Fortunately, I invited my father over, otherwise something would happen.

Elder Song pointed to the little guy in Ye Hanxi's arms, "Hey, isn't that how Snowball came?"

Wu Weini patted Fang Jingshu, "I believe in Song Lao's medical skills."

Fang Jingshu still couldn't believe it, she never thought about having another child, and she felt that having a baby Snowball was already a gift from heaven to her.But recently, her appetite is really not very good. She thought it was all because of her cranky thinking, and her period didn't come on time. She also thought that her period was delayed because of her mood. Now she wants to come because this child is here, and this child is here. Suddenly, it caught her off guard.

"Jingshu." Ye Hanxi's eyes widened, and she looked at Fang Jingshu brightly, "Jing, Jingshu, we, our baby."

"a～" Xueqiu, who was automatically brought into the role of baby, couldn't help but respond.

Elder Song beckoned, and Dr. Song and Wu Weini left together, leaving room for the family of three.

Wu Weini's mood was like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs. Half an hour ago, she was still worried about Jingshu, anxiously thinking about what would happen, what if something happened, Hanxi managed to organize a family, she Naturally, I hope that my daughter can be happy, especially seeing Song Changle's dignified expression, as if she is being sentenced to death, but now, "Mr. Song, what should this pregnant woman pay attention to, what to eat, and the usual maintenance such as……"

Elder Song was listening and laughing, "You have been a mother yourself, do you still need to ask these questions?"

Wu Weini was stupid, "I'm not too excited. When Xueqiu was born, I, a grandmother, didn't even know about it. Speaking of which, Jingshu also suffered a lot. She was pregnant with a child and became a single mother. It's a hard life living alone, but it's all our fault... This time, I have to take good care of her by my side."

"It's over."

"Yes, but I still feel uncomfortable thinking about it." Wu Weini is also a woman herself, and she can imagine how much cold eyes a woman with a child will receive.

Mr. Song listened to her nagging for a while, and finally told a few daily things to pay attention to when he left.

Wu Weini immediately asked the housekeeper to move a few pots of orchids she planted and put them in the car, and asked Mr. Song to take them back.

****

Fang Jingshu just struggled for more than ten minutes, and accepted the pregnancy frankly.

Ye Hanxi, on the other hand, seemed to be in a dream, and felt a little unrealistic. Holding the snowball, she followed Fang Jingshu step by step. Wherever Fang Jingshu went, she followed, just like a follower.

"Hanxi, go back to work."

"I want to be home—" Looking at you.

Fang Jingshu thought that this person couldn't say anything excited just now, and she stammered for a long time, which made her think that Ye Hanxi was stuttering, but thinking of the questions Mr. Song asked before, she couldn't get angry at Ye Hanxi, "I have nothing to look at. I bring snowballs at home, and Mommy is here."

Ye Hanxi didn't speak, but looked at Fang Jingshu pitifully.

Wu Weini cut a large plate of fruit, "I will take care of Xueqiu and Jingshu in the future, so you can go to work without worry. But Mr. Song asked me to pass on a few words to you. In the first three months, intercourse should not be too intense, that is, it must not be too intense." Too often, it would be best not to."

Ye Hanxi: "..."

Fang Jingshu was in a happy mood when she heard this, and thought it was good, but why did she have a stomachache, "Mummy, did Mr. Song say why I have a stomachache?"

Wu Weini stared at Ye Hanxi with a look of resentment, "Intercourse, intercourse is forbidden, Mr. Song told you to pay attention, if you feel uncomfortable in the future, tell me, don't hold it in your heart, you know?"

Fang Jingshu touched her lower abdomen, looked at the unobtrusive belly lovingly, "Yes."

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