Lin Zhiyi saw that Liu He was still in a daze and imdiately nudged her.
"Mom, I’m asking you a question."
"It’s just what the doctor said back then, I was shown the report too, which said that my uterus was severely damaged and it would be very difficult to conceive. I took dicine for a long ti, and I tried to prepare for pregnancy during that period, but I just couldn’t get pregnant, and later I gave up," Liu He said with a hint of sorrow in her voice.
"dicine? All dicines have their side effects." The Chinese dicine doctor raised his other hand to take her pulse with both hands.
Liu He didn’t quite understand this.
But Lin Zhiyi had a rough idea of what was going on.
Perhaps Liu He’s infertility wasn’t a problem with her body, but with the dicine.
Liu He said with confusion, "Old sir, I don’t quite understand. Is it the dicine I took..."
"Mom, what the old doctor ans is that you should stay calm. After all, you’ve been injured, and dicine can only help; you can’t consider it a panacea," Lin Zhiyi interrupted again.
Liu He sighed and did not insist: "At my age, let’s just leave it to fate."
The Chinese dicine doctor humd, then turned his gaze to Lin Zhiyi.
"Do you want to have a look? Anyway, you two are together."
Lin Zhiyi was about to refuse when Liu He eagerly nodded her head, "Let’s have a look, my daughter is about to get engaged, it’s good to get in tune."
"Mom!"
Lin Zhiyi thought Liu He hadn’t given up the idea of having her bear a child for Sang Li.
Liu He explained, "I’m not asking you to have a child, I just want the old doctor to take a look at your hand. Don’t you want to have your hand healed before getting married?"
While speaking, she tenderly touched the raised scar on the back of Lin Zhiyi’s hand.
Lin Zhiyi didn’t want to make her upset, so she obediently extended her hand.
The Chinese dicine doctor took her pulse and, lifting his eyelids, stared at Lin Zhiyi, "Aren’t we looking at anything else?"
Lin Zhiyi nodded, "Mhm."
"Your sleep hasn’t been good, has it? No appetite? Recently you’ve been sensitive to various things," the Chinese dicine doctor spoke in a lowered voice.
Lin Zhiyi had to admit that the Chinese dicine doctor really had so skills; all that he said was on point.
Not sleeping well, she could argue that she had slept too much while recuperating from illness.
But she normally had a good appetite, yet recently she couldn’t muster any enthusiasm even for eating, everything tasted different from before.
The Chinese dicine doctor pushed up his glasses and said as he began writing, "Then I will prescribe a few doses of pregnancy stabilizing dicine, to nourish the spirit."
"Okay... What!"
Lin Zhiyi was frozen in place.
The Chinese dicine doctor pressed two fingers on her wrist, "No mistake, you’re pregnant."
"Impossible! Old sir, you are mistaken, the pulse of joy is often mistaken too," Lin Zhiyi quickly withdrew her hand and firmly covered her wrist with her sleeve.
Clearly, the Chinese dicine doctor was used to people who distrusted him but still ca to try; so he said no more.
He propped himself up and passed Liu He’s prescription to the young man next to him.
At this mont, Liu He was still in shock, and was directly pulled away by Lin Zhiyi.
"Mom, let’s go get the dicine."
Following the man to another dicine cabinet, Liu He barely ca back to her senses.
"Zhiyi, are you, are you pregnant? With Mr. Sang’s child?"
"Mom, I’ve had my period recently, how could I be pregnant? If pregnancy could be so easily diagnosed just by feeling the pulse, then what’s the use of hospitals?"
Lin Zhiyi deliberately raised her voice a bit, so that the man in front would hear it.
In fact, her palms were all sweaty.
She was more nervous than anyone else.
Only after the Chinese dicine doctor said she was pregnant did she rember that her period had been delayed for more than two weeks.
But upon further thought, she felt it was impossible.
She had clearly taken a contraceptive that night.
At this mont, the man’s voice ca from across the way.
"The dicine is ready. Please take it. I have already included the thod for decocting the dicine in the bag, you just need to follow the instructions when you go back," the man said.
"Thank you."
Liu He took the dicine.
Lin Zhiyi lifted her gaze to find the young man across from her staring at her.
Their eyes t, and he courteously offered a smile.
"Take care on your way."
Lin Zhiyi feigned calmness with a smile, and slowly left with Liu He in arm.
Upon exiting the courtyard, she quickened her pace until she was out of the alley and in the car. She sent the driver to buy water, and only then did she dare to breathe deeply.
By now, the hem of her dress was soaked with cold sweat from her palms.
In her past and current life, she had witnessed the power of wealth to move mountains.
Not to ntion that those out for her life had money, power, and connections.
Liu He, sitting beside her, rubbed her feet sore from high heels and spoke in confusion: "Zhiyi, why are you being so secretive?"
"Mom, do you believe ?"
"Of course, I do. Is sothing wrong?" Liu He asked worriedly.
Lin Zhiyi pointed at the large bag of Chinese dicine: "Don’t take them yet, let’s go to the hospital to check."
Liu He was taken aback, finally realizing the implications.
She gripped Lin Zhiyi’s hand tightly: "The old man said earlier that all dicines have a degree of poison. Was he hinting that my infertility isn’t due to an injury but the dicine?"
"At his age, what can’t he see through?"
"Then what are you worried about? Let him cure and that will be all, won’t it?"
Liu He was about to sigh in relief when Lin Zhiyi whispered sothing in her ear, causing her to hold her breath in fright.
"You an..."
"We’ll discuss it when the results are back," assured Lin Zhiyi.
Liu He pursed her lips, then suddenly turned to stare at Lin Zhiyi’s stomach: "Since you said that the Chinese dicine doctor is talented, are you pregnant or not?"
"I... I’m not sure."
Liu He vividly rembered Lin Zhiyi’s vomiting the last ti she tasted the food and exclaid excitedly, "It must be true, you have to be pregnant! This really is double happiness. Mr. Sang will be delighted."
"Mom!"
Lin Zhiyi’s face turned pale as she gazed silently at Liu He.
Liu He’s smile gradually stiffened, replaced by panic. She forcefully swallowed a gasp and slapped Lin Zhiyi’s arm hard.
"You’re crazy! Have you gone mad?"
"What now? You’ve just started to settle down!"
Lin Zhiyi’s eyes were hollow for a few seconds before she said with pursed lips: "It’s probably a misunderstanding. My cycle has always been irregular, especially since my finger was injured; it’s gotten even worse. It’s normal for the old doctor to make a mistake, given his age."
"Yes, yes," Liu He agreed hastily, her mind repeating, "Impossible, impossible..."
Lin Zhiyi saw the driver coming back with the water, and quickly changed the topic: "Mom, don’t trust anyone."
"Okay."
Liu He sat up straight.
The driver handed over the mineral water.
Lin Zhiyi said: "Uncle Zhang, the hospital called to pick up a follow-up report, can you take us there?"
"Sure."
...
In the courtyard.
The young man dialed a certain phone number.
"Everything is arranged perfectly, she won’t notice a thing."
"Mmh, the money will be transferred to you soon."
The man didn’t hang up imdiately upon hearing about the money but curled his lips instead: "If you give a bit more cash, I have another piece of unexpected news for you."
There was a mont of hesitation on the other end, but agreent followed.
"What news?"
"Her daughter is pregnant," the man articulated deliberately.
"Are you sure?"
"She thinks a few words can fool , but my master sees so many pregnant won in a year, he has never misjudged a pulse."
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