"Song, how is Pierre's situation?" Mrs. Pierre couldn't help asking when she saw that Jane seemed to have finished her diagnosis.

"Wait, it'll be a little while before it ends," Jane understood the patient's family's mood very well, so Jane showed a soothing smile at Mrs. Pierre, "but it seems pretty good at the moment."

"Oh~ God bless!" Mrs. Pierre couldn't help but cut a cross on her chest and made a prayer look.

Although there were various tests from Dr. Qiongqi as evidence, Mrs. Pierre believed in Jian'er's diagnosis more than those tests. However, since she had received the preliminary guarantee from Jian'er, she was not as nervous as before. She just looked at her husband who was still sleeping sweetly on the bed with soft eyebrows. At this time, she finally felt that her husband was still lying beside her.

The time spent on the pulse diagnosis this time was obviously much faster than before. In a short while, Jian'er had finished the diagnosis. After asking about Mrs. Pierre's condition, Jian'er finally ended the follow-up visit.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Pierre, your husband's recovery is better than I thought. If he keeps up with this momentum, his body will not be long before he can recover to a state where he can rehabilitate. And I have another good news to tell you..." Jane squeezed at Mrs. El. Jane said to Mrs. Pierre with a smile. In fact, as a doctor, he is the happiest to inform the patient of such news.

"What is good news?" Mrs. Pierre's eyes lit up. What this person likes to hear the best is good news, especially when the doctor says the word "good news" to the patient, it makes people feel happy.

"I, I want to know what good news is, too." A hoarse, slightly weak male middleman rang, and Mr. Pierre slowly opened his eyes.

"Oh~, my dear, you're awake!" Mrs. Pierre lowered her head and kissed her husband's forehead, and then helped him tuck the quilt. "How about it, do you feel better?"

"I've had a sleep, it's better." Mr. Pierre kissed his wife's cheek back. The tenderness of his eyes was moving.

"Cough." Although disturbing the emotional exchange between a couple is just like disturbing others on a date, you should be kicked by a donkey, but you guys, you have also "hot" a little. Could it be that when you first exchanged your relationship, did you forget that our 500-watt light bulb is still standing here?

"Song..." Mrs. Pierre blushed and she gently shook her husband's hand. "Dear, this beautiful lady is the Dr. Song who saved you. She is here to give you a follow-up visit today."

"Hello..." Mr. Pierre wanted to struggle to sit up straight, but unfortunately he was still too weak now, and he could not do even such a simple move.

"Dear, don't move." Mrs. Pierre held her husband down, then gently shook the hospital bed to a relatively comfortable level, and then asked her husband softly, "Is this OK?"

"Thank you!" Mr. Pierre thanked softly to his wife, then turned to Jane and nodded embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm rude. You saved my life, but I haven't thanked you in person..." Mr. Pierre's face turned solemn, "Thank you!"

"Where, like in the past, any doctor will lend a helping hand, and I think you should thank your wife more. Without her decision, I think even if I am willing to save her, I will not be able to go into the operating room to rescue her, right?" Jian'er said.

"But, but no matter what, we want to thank you!" Mr. Pierre gently patted his wife's hand on his shoulder. Mrs. Pierre smiled gently and held her husband's big palm backhanded.

"Okay, I think I've heard enough thanks today. Are you not curious about the good news I want to say?" Jane squeezed at the Pierres mischievously.

"Of course, good news is popular at all times, right?" Mrs. Pierre also changed the subject according to Jane's words. Sometimes gratitude doesn't have to be spoken of, but practical actions are more important, right?

"My good news is about Mr. Pierre's condition..." Jane looked at Mr. Pierre, "You should exercise regularly, right?"

"Yes." Mr. Pierre nodded.

"Precisely because you exercise frequently, your physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so your current recovery is enough to withstand me acupuncture..."

"But Song, haven't you said you would give Pierre an injection?" Mrs. Pierre asked in a strange way.

"It's different," Jian'er shook her head, "The kind of needle I was going to slap in the past is completely different from the effect I am going to slap in the present. The needle I am going to stimulate the human body's potential and add the body's recovery effect, which can greatly shorten the bed rest time Mr. Pierre needs after the operation, and it is also very useful for later scores."

"Really?" Mrs. Pierre's eyes lit up. This needle had such a good effect.

"But why didn't you plan to give it to Pierza before?" Not to mention Mrs. Pierre's scrupulousness, since this acupuncture effect is so good, why did Jane give it to Pierre directly before?

"It's not that I don't want to use it, but that this kind of needle cannot be gently applied before the specific situation of Mr. Pierre's body is determined and the body cannot be easily restored to a certain level. Otherwise, if you are not careful, it may cause the patient's body to collapse completely, which is very dangerous." Jian'er explained gently.

"Well Pierre now?" Mrs. Pierre was shocked. If the acupuncture was really so dangerous, she would rather let her husband recover slowly than take such risks.

"Don't worry, didn't I just say that your husband's health is very good. Although he looks a little weak now, there is no problem in supporting this acupuncture." Jian'er said.

"Then I'll trouble you!" Mrs. Pierre thanked Jane seriously. She did not doubt the use of people, but did not doubt anyone. She chose to believe what Jane said.

"You can't be polite." Jian'er smiled, "But before that, Mrs. Pierre, can you please shake your husband's bed a little longer? I can get the needle better after this."

"Of course!" Mrs. Pierre stood up quickly, but she had never thought that before she could reach out to touch the rocker, Mrs. Pierre suddenly felt a darkness in front of her eyes, and a dizzy feeling came, and then her body fell down and she would never wake up again.

"Dear?! Dear, are you okay?!" Mr. Pierre struggled to hold his wife, but he couldn't do it, and he was so anxious that he was sweating.

"Mr. Pierre, don't move, or you'll be careful to touch the wound," Jane hurried over and helped to help Mrs. Pierre, and placed her on a chair beside her.

"Call the doctor and ring the nurse bell." Mr. Pierre shouted at a loss, "God bless you, my dear, wake up, wake up..."

At this time, Mr. Pierre hated him so much. He was so useless. His wife fainted before his eyes and could not do anything. God, nothing happened to his wife, right?!

"Don't worry, I'll show Mrs. Pierre. Don't worry, believe me, she won't be in trouble." Jane hurriedly comforted her, "It's you, my dear Mr. Pierre, if you don't sit back and get your wounds broken, it's a big trouble."

"Okay," Mr. Pierre responded perfunctorily, and then couldn't help but ask, "the most important thing now is my wife. May I ask, she now..."

"Speak softly." Jane made a move to silence Mr. Pierre, and then looked at the Pierre couple with a strange look. If she heard it right just now, the one she had diagnosed just now seemed to be a slippery pulse?!

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my wife's body? Didn't she fainted because she was too tired in the past two days?" Mr. Pierre's face changed. Could it be that his wife suddenly fainted after suffering from some disease?!

"Mr. Pierre, don't worry, this is a happy event..." Jian'er said hurriedly.

"Happy event?" Mr. Pierre looked at Jane in confusion. His wife fainted. Is this a happy event?!

"That's right, congratulations, your wife is on the slimming pulse." Jian'er said with a smile.

"Slippery pulse?" Mr. Pierre was even more confused. What is this thing?

"Ah, sorry." Jane realized that Mr. Pierre should not understand what the word meant, and hurriedly explained, "I mean, congratulations, your wife is pregnant."

"What, what?!" Mr. Pierre opened his mouth wide and was stunned there.

"I said, your wife is pregnant." Jane smiled at Mr. Pierre. Look at this look, it turns out that the silly fathers from ancient times to the present and the world should have an expression.

"You, you mean, say me, I..." Mr. Pierre pointed at himself and then at his wife. God bless you, didn't you hear it wrong just now?

"Yes, yes, congratulations, Mr. Pierre, you will be a father in seven months! Although your wife's pregnancy is a bit shallow, the child is very healthy. As for your wife, it is probably because she has been too tired these days, so..." Speaking of this, Jane couldn't help but calm her face, "Mr. Pierre, there is one thing I have to remind you..."

"What?" Mr. Pierre still did not come back to his senses from the shock just now, but just asked instinctively with a blank face.

"The first three months of pregnancy are dangerous, so Mrs. Pierre must not overwork, otherwise it is likely to hurt the child. Due to your current situation, I think it is better for you to hire a professional nurse to take care of your health." Jian'er gave conscientious advice.

"Yes, yes." Mr. Pierre didn't know what he should say except nodding. God, pregnant, his wife is pregnant... He, he is not dreaming... Mr. Pierre looked at his wife's belly with awe, and a new little life was being nurtured. What a magical thing... He thought he would never have his own child in his life, but he didn't expect...

"Wait a minute, I'll wake up your wife first." As he said that, Jane pinched Mrs. Pierre's men, and soon Mrs. Pierre opened her eyes slowly.

"Me, what's wrong with me?" Mrs. Pierre held her forehead, and she felt a sense of confusion in her mind.

"Dear, don't move," shouted Mr. Pierre, "you fainted just now."

"Is that right? I think I'm just a little tired. It's okay. I'll get better after a while." Mrs. Pierre rubbed her forehead.

"No, dear," Mr. Pierre stretched out his hand to his wife. Mrs. Pierre hurriedly linked his husband step by step. "Dear, you are not tired, you are pregnant." Your husband showed his wife a affectionate smile at his wife, and his eyes slowly slid towards her lower abdomen.

"I, I, am pregnant?" Following her husband's gaze, Mrs. Pierre instinctively protected her lower abdomen with both hands, "God, this is impossible!"

"Yes, my dear, Dr. Song has diagnosed you just now, and she said you have already had the crystallization of our love." Mr. Pierre's eyes were filled with tears.

"Really?" Mrs. Pierre's eyes on Jane with anticipation, looking forward to getting a positive answer from Jane's mouth.

"Yes, Mrs. Pierre, you are more than two months pregnant. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be your parents in about seven months." Jian'er nodded affirmatively.

"But, but this is impossible..." Mrs. Pierre shook her head and said it was impossible, but her hands subconsciously protected her abdomen tighter.

"Why?" Jian'er frowned. She couldn't understand the reactions of these two people. "What? Don't you want this child to come?"
Chapter completed!