Zhou Qishen touched her forehead to hers and said in a deep voice, "No, I promise."
That afternoon, his biopsy report came back, and he was fine.
Only then did Zhao Xiyin dare to tell Zhao Wenchun about Zhou Qishen's surgery. The nearly sixty-year-old teacher Zhao burst into tears on the spot, crying and scolding, saying that this child was too willful and too stubborn.
Zhao Xiyin was mischievous; she even recorded the voice messages from Teacher Zhao scolding him and sent them over. Zhou Qishen said, "From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever called me 'child.' Let Dad scold me a few more times; it'll sound nice, comfortable, and make me happy!"
Zhao Xiyin was truly exasperated. What kind of fetish was this? It was truly perverted.
On the seventh day, after completing the last few tests, Zhou Qishen was finally approved for discharge.
He forbade Gu Heping and Lao Cheng from holding any celebration ceremony because Zhao Xiyin's reaction was getting worse and worse, and her morning sickness was so severe that she could gag even when brushing her teeth.
Under the guise of recuperating, Zhou Qishen simply brought all his work home. He even consulted several obstetricians and gynecologists, who said there was nothing he could do about morning sickness; he could only endure the first three months. So Zhou Qishen bought a calendar, tearing off a page each day to count down the days.
There are 27 days left until Xiao Zhou Zhou turns three months old.
Zhao Xiyin laughed so hard, "Why are you being so delicate? I'm not as nervous as you. So what if you throw up? I actually feel more at ease when you're throwing up."
Having let something slip, Zhao Xiyin immediately realized her mistake, her smile vanished, and she avoided looking at Zhou Qishen.
At that moment, Zhou Qishen felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
He knew that Zhao Xiyin was still shaken and afraid. She remembered their first child, which came without anyone knowing and left without a sound, giving her the most painful farewell. She was afraid of repeating the same mistake, so she preferred to experience these uncomfortable reactions, at least to prove that the child was truly inside her.
Without hesitation, Zhou Qishen immediately gave her a hug and said in a hoarse voice, "Xi'er, don't be afraid, our child will be alright."
Zhao Xiyin closed her eyes, dug her fingers into his shoulders, remained silent for a long time, and then replied, "Okay, I'm not afraid."
That evening, Zhou Qishen was working in his study when Zhao Xiyin woke up from a nap. Still half-asleep, she walked to the door and overheard Zhou Qishen on the phone—
"How could I not be worried? Xiao west was vomiting so badly, I wished I could vomit for her."
"She's in this state, how could I dare let her sit down?"
"Really? Suction works too? Won't she feel uncomfortable?"
The door was slightly ajar, and Zhao Xiyin was fully awake, her heart filled with terror.
She's pregnant! And she keeps wanting her to do it!
If you can't do it yourself, why do you want to use a suction method?
Zhou Qishen is not human!!
Zhao Xiyin had seen this man's lewd and shameless behavior before, and her heart pounded. Without thinking, she pushed the door open and went in.
Zhou Qishen's gaze fell on her. "I'll talk about it another day. Bye." He asked gently, "Awake?"
Zhao Xiyin's eyes were red. "Brother Zhou, can you go take a cold shower?"
Zhou Qishen: "Hmm?"
"I can't do it now." Her voice trailed off, and she was almost crying with grievance. "I don't like you inhaling it either... It's uncomfortable, it hurts every time, I can't stand it, please don't be so self-righteous, sob sob sob."
The air fell into a deathly silence.
Zhou Qishen realized what was happening and explained in a complicated way, "I was on the phone with Lao Cheng. Here's what happened: I'm going to drive out in a couple of days, and he asked me to take you with me. I told him that in your current condition, I don't dare let you sit for long. He asked me to bring you an oxygen tank so you can use it when you feel unwell."
Zhao Xiyin: "…………"
Zhou Qishen: "Otherwise, where did you think you were going to inhale it?"
The closest lover, the most luxurious embarrassment.
Of course, what Zhou Qishen cared about wasn't the misunderstanding, but rather what she had said before.
He walked over, bent down slightly, and looked her straight in the eye, determined to get an answer: "So... before... when you were smoking it, you really didn't like it?"
Zhao Xiyin: "…………"
Zhou Qishen remained silent for a moment, but wasn't discouraged. Instead, he very seriously and carefully recalled the details. Then, without any mercy, he exposed her lie:
“But every time, your toes are shaking.”
"He even bit my Adam's apple, crying and saying how much he loved me."
"Saying 'I love you' isn't enough; you keep calling me 'my darling husband.'"
Zhou Qishen concluded calmly, stamping her name: "A hypocritical little liar."
Zhao Xiyin: "…………"
She chose to die on the spot.
Chapter 94 A Perfect Match, A Lasting Bond (3)
In matters of love between men and women, Zhao Xiyin was always the one who suffered a loss.
How can there be such a man? So carefree and irresponsible, yet so serious when he's being firm with you. Just like now, he raised an eyebrow and deliberately asked, "How about I help you review some old material tonight? Let's see if you like it or not."
Zhao Xiyin covered her mouth, turned her head away, and vomited again with a "whoosh".
Surprisingly, the next day, Zhao Xiyin suddenly found that her early pregnancy symptoms were not as severe. She even suspected that something was wrong and went to see Dr. Ji in a panic.
Calculating the time, she was 12 weeks pregnant. Dr. Ji comforted her, "It's about time for an ultrasound."
Then, Zhao Xiyin heard the sound of a small train for the first time.