Doctor?
Chuxia reflexively shook her head and replied, "No need."
After saying those two words, Chuxia saw Mrs. Shi’s slightly astonished look. Her heart skipped a beat, knowing she had reacted a bit too sensitively. She clenched her fist hard, forcing herself to squeeze out another smile, lowered her voice, and added, "What I an is, there’s nothing wrong with , no need to bother the doctor to co over. Once I go back and get a good sleep, everything will be fine."
Mrs. Shi, however, did not imdiately respond, her gaze sweeping over Chuxia, carrying a sense of pressure.
Although Chuxia wasn’t looking at Mrs. Shi, she could feel the probing and scrutinizing gaze, her heart relentlessly tightening as her tightly clasped palms began to sweat slightly.
Mrs. Shi looked at Chuxia, who had always been thin, but now, upon returning, seed even thinner, as if she was reduced to bones, her frail body looking like it could be blown away by a simple gust of wind. Her complexion wasn’t looking good either; her mind seed to wander even while speaking. Could it be that the previous miscarriage had impacted her health?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Shi felt a jolt in her heart, her gaze involuntarily deepening before she finally said, "Let’s still have the doctor co over. I was going to have a check-up today anyway. We can have you checked as well to see how to nourish your health."
Chuxia knew that Mrs. Shi was not so easily fooled; she was always very sharp. But now, Chuxia dared not let a doctor examine her—if her health was truly as the previous doctor had ntioned...
No! Absolutely not.
Chuxia’s expression beca slightly agitated as she unconsciously bit her lower lip. She wanted to refuse but couldn’t directly express it. Voicing it outright would only arouse suspicion. What should she do?
For the mont, Chuxia was utterly at a loss.
On Mrs. Shi’s side, she had already instructed the servant to call the doctor and have him co over now.
Hearing the servant’s voice, Chuxia beca more restless, yet she had to maintain her composure in front of Mrs. Shi to prevent her from noticing anything amiss. She was trapped in endless tornt.
Approximately five or six minutes passed when suddenly, footsteps were heard at the entrance. Chuxia’s heart chilled considerably—she hadn’t devised any strategies yet, so how could the doctor arrive so quickly?
But the next second, she heard the servant’s voice rise, "Young Master, you’re back?"
Young Master?
Those two words, like a celestial lody, directly entered Chuxia’s ears. She reflexively raised her head and looked toward the doorway.
The man’s tall figure stood erect and graceful, with long strides walking against the light. The sunlight burst behind him, incorporating his silhouette, obscuring his face from her view, yet she could feel his gaze softly looking her way.
Chuxia’s heart began to race uncontrollably, thumping against her chest.
Never had there been a mont where she longed so much to see him. The mont she saw him, all the unease and confusion at the bottom of her heart disappeared, and it imdiately settled down.
While Chuxia was still in a daze, Shi Che had walked up to her. First, he called out to Mrs. Shi as "Mom," then he bent down, kissed Chuxia on the forehead, and naturally sat down beside her.
Chuxia’s awareness was quickly pulled back by that kiss, her heart jumping slightly. How could Shi Che be so intimate with her in front of Mrs. Shi...
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