The doctor smiled and respectfully handed the test sheet to Zhou Qichuan.

Looking at the doctor's expression, Zhou Qichuan was already overjoyed in his heart, and when he looked down at the results shown on the test sheet, he was even more ecstatic and almost hugged Song Zhiyuan into his arms and kissed him fiercely.

"It's not pregnant, is it—" right?

Song Zhiyuan sat opposite Zhou Qichuan, and when she saw that the doctor gave him the test sheet, she got up and went over to look.

As a result, before the voice fell, it swept to the content shown on the test sheet.

Suddenly, she froze in place.

The test sheet showed that the HCG value in her body was as high as 25ng/ml.

The HCG index refers to chorionic gonadotropin, and the value of chorionic gonadotropin in normal women is between 0 and 5 ng/ml.

If the value of chorionic gonadotropin in the body exceeds 10 ng/ml, pregnancy may be confirmed, and if it exceeds 25 ng/ml, pregnancy can be confirmed.

"Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, congratulations, the two of you will soon usher in a new little life." The doctor smiled on the side.

Song Zhiyuan looked at the doctor, and then at Zhou Qichuan, his expression completely frozen.

Zhou Qichuan went to hold Song Zhiyuan's hand hanging by his side, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and said to the doctor, "Thank you, it's hard work, let's get busy." ”

The doctor smiled and nodded, and left respectfully.

"Zhou Qichuan, what's going on, obviously I-"

As soon as the others left, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but be surprised, but in the middle of her words, she stopped again.

"Wife, I'm sorry!"

Zhou Qichuan put down the test sheet in his hand, and put another big palm on her lower abdomen, which was still very flat and firm, and looked at her, "I secretly replaced the contraceptive pill you took with folic acid." ”

[It was I who secretly replaced the birth control pill you took with folic acid. 】

Looking at the man in front of him, Song Zhiyuan suddenly wanted to cry and laugh.

This dog man, really-

She suddenly turned her head, her eyes wet.

"Wife ,——"

"Zhou Qichuan, don't talk to me, let me stay alone for a while." After the words fell, she withdrew her hand from Zhou Qichuan's big palm, turned around and strode out of the ward directly.

Zhou Qichuan wanted to keep up, but he was afraid, afraid that Song Zhiyuan's emotions would be too intense and counterproductive.

Therefore, I can only let Ah Xin follow.

Song Zhiyuan got out of the ward and went downstairs directly to the garden of the hospital.

The winter night has long since enveloped the whole city, and the hospital garden is lit up with dim stars.

Song Zhiyuan walked slowly and aimlessly along the path of the garden.

She went out in a hurry, she didn't wear a coat, and as soon as the winter night breeze blew, she immediately shivered and subconsciously hugged herself.

Immediately, Ah Xin handed over her coat and said, "The boss asked me to take it off." ”

Song Zhiyuan took it, thanked him, and then put it on.

"Madam, boss, he-"

"You don't have to say it." Knowing what Ah Xin wanted to say, Song Zhiyuan interrupted him and smiled slightly, "Because I know what you want to say." ”

She knows, she knows.

Zhou Qichuan really loves her and loves her miserably, so he is willing to give her everything, even his life.

He changed her medicine and got her pregnant, and she wasn't angry.

She just didn't think about it for a while, how she was going to face her mother next, how to tell her mother.

She just didn't want to hurt her mother herself, not that she didn't want to give birth to Zhou Qichuan.

Ah Xin looked at her, nodded, and didn't say anything more, just followed quietly.

Song Zhiyuan walked for a while, and then sat down on a bench in front of a fountain.

The fountain pool is lit up with colorful lights, and when the fountain gushes out, it looks like fireworks blooming in the sky under the reflection of the lights, which is very beautiful.

Song Zhiyuan looked at it, and he was a little fascinated, I don't know when, Zhou Qichuan had already come to his side, reached over, and held her hand.

Coming back to her senses, she turned her head to look.

Zhou Qichuan sat in a wheelchair, looking at her fixedly with a pair of extraordinarily dark and burning eyes, wearing only a silk hospital gown.

"What are you doing, who made you dress like this?" Song Zhiyuan immediately frowned and asked.

Zhou Qichuan was dumbfounded, "Isn't my wife angry?" ”

"Which eye did you see me angry?" Song Zhiyuan glared at him fiercely, "You go back to the ward immediately now, otherwise I'll be really angry." ”

"Wife—"

"Do you want to go back?"

"Back." Zhou Qichuan was obedient, "What about you?" ”

"Take care of yourself and then take care of me." Song Zhiyuan sneered at him angrily, and then ordered the bodyguards not far away, "Hurry up and push him back." ”

The bodyguards didn't dare to disobey Song Zhiyuan, after all, Boss Zhou was a proper wife and slave, so he nodded over immediately, and quickly pushed Zhou Qichuan away.

Zhou Qichuan looked back at Song Zhiyuan, "......"

Facing his faint and resentful little eyes, Song Zhiyuan pursed his lips and was secretly happy.

Not far after Zhou Qichuan was pushed away, she also got up and followed unhurriedly.

As a result, when I entered the inpatient building, I saw Zhou Qichuan stopped at the elevator entrance, waiting for her.

The eyes of the two people met and entangled in the air, Song Zhiyuan smiled helplessly, gently pursed his red lips and paced over, and then took the push handle of Zhou Qichuan's wheelchair from the bodyguard.

Zhou Qichuan turned his head, his big palm fell on her back, and he shook it hard.

At this time, the elevator door opened, and Song Zhiyuan pushed him in.

For a while, neither of them spoke, but Zhou Qichuan held Song Zhiyuan's hand and never let go.

"Really not angry?" When he returned to the ward, Zhou Qichuan looked at Song Zhiyuan and asked seriously again.

Song Zhiyuan made the bed for him, then turned to look at him and shook his head and said, "There's nothing to be angry about." I was just thinking about how to tell my mom that we had gotten married. ”

"Wife~" Zhou Qichuan suddenly called her, affectionate and lingering, "I love you." ”

Song Zhiyuan lowered his head and smiled, "Zhou Qichuan, I know, I know everything about your kindness to me." ”

After the words fell, he patted the bed and motioned for Zhou Qichuan to go to the hospital bed.

The temperature outside was only about ten degrees, and he was wearing a thin silk hospital gown, with a pair of cotton slippers on his feet, and he was not afraid of the cold.

Zhou Qichuan cooperated, and obediently moved to the bed.

As soon as he got into bed, Song Zhiyuan went to cover him with a quilt.

However, before she stretched out her hand, she was grasped by Zhou Qichuan.

He patted the position beside him and motioned for Song Zhiyuan to lie down as well.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him, squinted his eyes, and took off his shoes and lay down.

Zhou Qichuan immediately hugged the person, then pulled the quilt over and covered the two of them.

He bowed his head and kissed her forehead, and said in a low voice, "How about we go to see Mom together this Friday?" ”

Song Zhiyuan thought for a while and said, "Or, make up a story, let's tell the truth, I'm pregnant, so we went to get the certificate, so maybe my mother can accept it better." ”

Zhou Qichuan looked down at her, shook his head, hugged her tighter at once, and reached into the quilt with his other hand, gently landing on her lower abdomen, and said with a smile, "The baby hasn't been born yet, isn't it appropriate for you to let him be the backstabber?" ”