flashy wedding

Chapter 387 He Was Nervous About Her! (3)
Song Jincheng sneered, and told everything that happened that night.

After listening to the whole story, Lu Jixiang couldn't help sighing: "Is there really an elixir for bringing the dead back to life in this world?"

"Do you believe it?"

Song Jincheng glanced at her with a stern face: "Now that medical science is so advanced, I think that woman may not have died at all!"

Now, Lu Jixiang couldn't understand.

"what does it mean?"

Song Jincheng handed her the peeled apple and said, "There should be some kind of medicine that can temporarily stop people's heartbeat and breathing."

"Wow, so amazing!"

Lu Jixiang widened his eyes and said, "It's like a plot in a martial arts novel!"

"Eat your apple!"

"Oh..." Lu Jixiang curled his lips and gnawed on the apple silently.

After lunch, the doctors came in.

Their attitude was very respectful, obviously for Song Jincheng's sake.

As for Lu Jixiang, he lay on the bed and pretended to be dead. What he thought in his heart was that she was just a big aunt. Why is she so nervous?

After some simple and careful inquiries and examinations, the doctors walked out quickly.

"Hey?"

Seeing this, Lu Jixiang was very surprised: "They left like this?"

Song Jincheng got up, tucked in the quilt for her, and said, "Take a nap first, I'll go out for a while."

Lu Jixiang understood that Song Jincheng must go to the doctors to hear the results.

She is nervous.

"Is my illness serious?" She grabbed the man's hand and asked, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Song Jincheng looked at her.

Lu Jixiang frowned, and replied without thinking: "I heard my mother mention it before, enteritis is just a minor illness, why are you so nervous?"

"Am I nervous?" Song Jincheng asked her back.

Lu Jixiang was startled.

Her expression was confused: "Aren't you nervous?"

"Silly girl!" Song Jincheng was very helpless, he lowered his head and pecked the girl's lips lightly, seeing her blushing, he couldn't help smiling slightly, "When will I not be nervous about you anymore, huh?"

Is he talking about love?
Lu Jixiang's face turned redder.

"It's, it's okay..." She shrank her neck, a little embarrassed.

"Hey, sleep for a while." Song Jincheng patted her little head, his eyes doting: "I'll be back in 10 minutes at most, huh?"

"it is good……"

Lu Jixiang huddled under the blanket, his dark eyes reflected the man's face.

So charming!
Especially when he is gentle.

Ah, isn't there a saying that goes like this - gentle nest!Gentle nest!

In fact, a man's gentle nest is also very terrible.

After leaving the ward, Song Jincheng went straight to the doctor's office.

As soon as he entered the door, the attending doctor greeted him.

"Mr. Song!"

Song Jincheng nodded, glanced at the other doctors present in the room, nodding his head one by one to say hello.

The attending doctor originally wanted to get close, but seeing the man's indifferent expression, he had to swallow the words again.

"Mr. Song, please rest assured that Madam's condition is normal. You don't need to worry. The most important thing now is to take care of your body. After all, this miscarriage is similar to giving birth, and it will have a certain impact on a woman's body."

Hearing this, Song Jincheng frowned and said, "Is it normal to bleed?"

"This situation varies from person to person. Some patients will not have bleeding symptoms after miscarriage, but some will also bleed." The attending doctor replied.

Song Jincheng was silent for a while, and said, "How long will it last?"

He asked very detailed.

Moreover, he, a big man, asked these questions without any sense of disobedience.

Who made that woman his wife!
It's only natural for a husband to care about his wife!

Here, the doctor in charge replied: "It's hard to say about this situation. Some of us met it for a day and it lasted for more than a month. Mr. Song, Madam's body is cold. There must be a proper amount of exercise!"

After leaving the doctor's office, Song Jincheng had a plan in mind.

That afternoon, Lu Jixiang was officially discharged from the hospital.

While waiting for the elevator, Xiaoyehui reported: "Director, Mr. Pei has arrived."

Song Jincheng frowned upon hearing this, slightly surprised: "Why is he here?"

Xiaoye wiped her sweat silently, and continued: "Miss He is also here."

"Who is Miss He?"

Hearing this, Lu Jixiang couldn't help asking.

Xiaoye looked at the girl and replied, "It's Miss He Baobei!"

"Ah, baby?" Lu Jixiang opened his mouth wide.

"Okay, leave them alone."

Song Jincheng's expression was not very good. He pulled the girl into his arms, but when he was about to enter the elevator, he suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Lu Jixiang looked at him strangely.

"I forgot to take something." Song Jincheng frowned slightly, looked at her and said, "Wait for me."

"Okay!" Lu Jixiang nodded.

"Don't run around!"

After Song Jincheng gave his instructions, he turned and walked towards the ward.

However, just after turning a corner, the man temporarily changed his direction and walked towards the office of the attending doctor in the hospital.

The attending doctor was flattered by Song Jincheng's sudden return.

However, the man did not intend to be polite, but simply asked other questions about miscarriage, mainly about intercourse and re-pregnancy, and he turned away after receiving detailed answers and suggestions from the doctor.

When he went back, Lu Jixiang was chatting with Xiaoye.

"Come back!" She smiled at the man.

"Ok!"

Song Jincheng nodded, and stretched out his hand to hug the girl into his arms.

"Did you forget to take something?" Lu Jixiang asked.

The man's expression was very light: "There is nothing, I just remembered it wrong."

"You always remember things wrong?" Lu Jixiang couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words, and teased: "According to rumors, our Professor Song is a genius with a photographic memory!"

Song Jincheng smiled slightly, patted the girl on the back, and said, "A good memory is worse than a bad pen, girl, stop making fun of me!"

"Hahaha……"

Lu Jixiang was overjoyed, hugging the man's waist with both hands, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "It turns out that Professor Song also knows how to be modest!"

Song Jincheng looked down at her, and lightly reprimanded: "Poor!"

The girl stuck her tongue out at him, as naughty as a little monkey.

(End of this chapter)