bestfiction Chapter 387 Then Let's Give Birth
Chapter 387 Then Let's Give Birth
The next morning, Zhuang Chaoying was already busy in the kitchen.
After rinsing the rice, I poured it into a pot and started cooking porridge.
Next, he took two eggs out of the refrigerator, cracked them on the edge of the pan, and with a "pop," two poached eggs were ready in no time.
Zhuang Chaoying chopped some carrots and potatoes, cut them into thin strips, and stir-fried them in a pan. Soon, the stir-fried carrot and potato strips were ready.
Just as Zhuang Chaoying picked up the plate to place the fried eggs on the table, the fishy smell of eggs entered his nostrils.
He felt a strong wave of nausea rising from his stomach, and without thinking, he covered his mouth and rushed to the toilet.
He vomited with a "whoosh".
At this moment, Huang Ling, who was upstairs, slowly woke up.
Lately, she has been feeling weak and sleepy, and has also been experiencing headaches and dizziness from time to time.
Last night, she, Zhuang Chaoying, and Xiaoting Tunan had a serious discussion over the phone and ultimately decided to keep the child.
Perhaps because a huge weight had been lifted from her heart, or perhaps it was just her mood, she slept exceptionally well last night. She groggily opened her eyes, reached for her watch on the bedside table, and saw that it was already 6:30.
Huang Ling quickly got up and went downstairs.
Just as I reached the top of the stairs, I heard a sound coming from behind me.
She walked quickly over and immediately saw Zhuang Chaoying coming out of the toilet. He was leaning against the wall, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very weak.
Huang Ling quickly stepped forward and supported his arm.
"Chaoying, what's wrong with you? It feels like you're pregnant. I don't feel anything. I vomited a lot when I was pregnant with Xiaoting and Tunan, but I haven't had any symptoms this time. Should we go to the hospital to see what's going on?"
Zhuang Chaoying shook her head weakly and leaned limply against Huang Ling.
“I read a book before, and it was about how when a husband has morning sickness when his wife is pregnant, it’s called something like, I remember now, it’s called fetal mimicry syndrome. I was just too nervous. It’s nothing serious. Let’s eat, Ah Ling. I’ll go with you to the hospital for a proper check-up later.”
Huang Ling had never heard of the term "pregnancy-like syndrome" before, but when she thought that Zhuang Chaoying's reaction was because she was nervous about her, she felt very happy.
How can life be the same no matter who you live with? This Chao Ying was so nervous because of herself that she kept vomiting.
"Yue~~" Zhuang Chaoying vomited for a while, then took the water that A-Ling poured and rinsed her mouth.
The two arrived at the dining table. Seeing that Huang Ling had a good appetite, Zhuang Chaoying's worries were relieved, but she herself had lost her appetite.
Huang Ling ate both fried eggs. He couldn't help feeling nauseous whenever he smelled the fishy smell of eggs, so he could only drink a bowl of porridge and barely eat a few bites of side dishes.
"Knock knock knock." Just then, a knocking sound came from the door.
Zhuang Chaoying put down her bowl and stood up. "Who is it?"
"Teacher Zhuang, this is Song Ying."
Zhuang Chaoying opened the door and saw Song Ying holding a jar of dried plums.
When Song Ying saw Teacher Zhuang open the door, she first handed him the dried plums. "Teacher Zhuang, I've come to see Sister Ling." After saying that, she gave him a big eye roll without any attempt to hide it.
Song Ying glared at Teacher Zhuang, thinking to herself, "If it weren't for this person, how could Sister Ling have gotten pregnant? You can only blame Teacher Zhuang."
She noticed that Sister Ling wasn't eating well yesterday, so she remembered the dried plums Wu Feng had bought for her and thought they might be helpful. She rushed over early this morning.
When Huang Ling saw Song Ying coming over, she smiled, stood up, and pulled her to sit on the sofa. "Song Ying, I would have come to find you even if you hadn't come. Please ask for a day off for me today. Chao Ying and I are going to the hospital for a thorough check-up."
"Sister Ling, how did things go with Teacher Zhuang? Here are some dried plums. Eat one when you feel nauseous or have a poor appetite. I'll help you ask for leave from the factory, so don't worry."
Huang Ling nodded, looked at her, and remained silent for a while. "I want to have the baby, but it depends on my physical condition. After all, I'm forty-four years old, and my health is the most important thing."
Song Ying stood up and glanced at the clock on the wall. "Sister Ling, don't think too much about it. Your health is the most important thing. I have to go back now, or I'll be late for work." After saying that, she hurriedly said goodbye to Huang Ling and Zhuang Chaoying and turned to leave.
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Zhuang Chaoying stayed by A Ling's side. After registering at the registration desk of the People's Hospital, the two arrived at the door of the consultation room.
"Huang Ling".
"coming."
The two entered the consultation room, and when Huang Ling saw the doctor sitting at the consultation table, she walked over somewhat awkwardly. It turned out to be Wan Shu's mother, Tang Cheng.
Zhuang Chaoying was also slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening.
Ah Ling walked over somewhat stiffly, sat down in the chair, and didn't know how to start the conversation.
When Tang Cheng saw the two of them, she assumed it was Tu Nan's mother coming to see a doctor about a gynecological problem. "In-laws! What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ah Ling looked up at her, subconsciously cleared her throat, opened her mouth, but didn't know where to begin.
Seeing that Ah Ling looked embarrassed and hesitant to speak, Zhuang Chaoying took the initiative to step forward.
He looked at his mother-in-law, turned around and quietly closed the door before returning to stand next to Ah Ling, leaning slightly forward with a serious expression. "Mother-in-law, I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, but Tu Nan's mother is pregnant."
As an experienced medical worker, Tang Cheng has seen all kinds of patients and conditions.
She looked calmly at her two in-laws, her expression gentle, and slowly asked, "So, do you two want to keep the baby or have an abortion? The regulations are very strict now. Our hospital schedules sterilization surgeries every day. If you violate the rules, you'll not only lose your job, but you'll also have to pay a fine after the child is born."
Zhuang Chaoying gently placed her hand on A-Ling's shoulder, giving her strength, and said firmly.
"I came here this time to have a thorough medical check-up. If having this child will cause other serious pregnancy-related illnesses for Ah Ling, then she will have to have an abortion."
Tang Cheng understood their request and nodded gently. "Let me take your pulse."
Ah Ling quickly reached out her hand, and Tang Cheng gently placed three fingers on Ah Ling's pulse.
A few minutes later, Tang Cheng let go of her hand.
"The pulse is calm, smooth, and strong, neither too large nor too small, neither too shallow nor too deep. The blood and qi are abundant, the organ functions are also quite vigorous, the body is very healthy, the pulse is indeed a surging pulse, the pulse is strong, full and powerful, and the fetus is developing very well."
After saying that, she carefully examined Ah Ling's eyes and tongue, adding, "Tu Nan's mother is in very good health; there shouldn't be any problems if she gives birth."
When Ah Ling heard what her in-laws said, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed.
A look of surprise flashed in her eyes. It seemed that this child was truly destined for them. She made a decision in her heart: let's give birth to the child.