Ning Xi was still awake when she was about to leave. She couldn't bear to disturb her, so she quietly came to her room to take a look.
Just as he was about to leave, Suer suddenly noticed something was wrong with Ning Xi on the bed. Her face was flushed, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she looked extremely uncomfortable while sleeping. Yao Shuhua stretched out her hand to explore her head vigilantly, and suddenly
The scalding heat startled Yao Shuhua.
She hurriedly retracted her hand, got up and called her family doctor. After a while, she sat down again and looked at the person sleeping on the bed. She stretched out her hand and shook her, "Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi..."
The person lying on the bed did not respond. The beads of sweat on his forehead became denser and his whole face became flushed. It looked like he had a high fever.
She hurriedly shouted to the door of the room, "Mother Chen, Mother Chen..."
After a moment, Chen Ma opened the door and ran in, "Madam, what's the matter?"
Yao Shuhua stood up and said, "Look what's wrong with this child?"
Hearing this, Ma Chen came over and touched Ning Xi's head, then retracted and said to Yao Shuhua, "Oh, madam, I'm afraid the young lady has a fever. Just wait, I'll call Dr. An."
"I've already called you, go ahead and make some medicinal soup to replenish your body!"
"good!"
As soon as Chen Ma left the room, she bumped into Nangong Zhan. Seeing the old woman in a panic, he asked lazily, "What's wrong?"
Mother Chen paused and said, "Young mistress is sick. I'm going to boil some medicine first."
I got sick?
Nangong Zhan frowned disdainfully and walked forward while holding up his delicate sleeves. When he reached the door of Ning Xi's room, he saw his mother inside. He stood at the door and asked, "Mom, didn't you fly out early in the morning?
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Yao Shuhua said without looking back: "Xiao Xi is sick, why are you still talking about flying? A Zhan, please see if Dr. An is arriving and go pick him up."
Nangong Zhan didn't take it seriously and wanted to turn around and walk away, but for some reason, his steps stopped and he couldn't pull it out. In the end, he walked into Ning Xi's room disobediently.
"Is it that serious?" he asked out of nowhere.
Yao Shuhua looked up at him, but before she could speak, Dr. An walked in carrying a medical kit.
"Doctor An, look what's wrong with this child? He hasn't woken up after being called for a long time, and his forehead is so hot!" Yao Shuhua said anxiously.
Dr. An put down the medical kit and walked over, then methodically felt Ning Xi's pulse, looked at her pupils, and listened with a stethoscope for a while.
After everything was finally finished, Dr. An put away the stethoscope. Before he could speak, Yao Shuhua asked anxiously: "What's wrong? What's wrong with this child?"
Nangong Zhan stood beside him indifferently, without saying a word.
Dr. An smiled, looked at Nangong Zhan, and then said to Yao Shuhua: "Madam, don't worry, the young lady has a fever, but I will prescribe some medicine and give you an injection."
Hearing this, Yao Shuhua finally breathed a sigh of relief. The man next to her didn't bother to speak, "I just like to pretend to be dead and alive when I have nothing to do."
Dr. An smiled and said: "Congratulations, madam, and congratulations to Young Master Zhan. My young mistress is very happy."
Young mistress, she is happy!
Nangong Zhan didn't pay attention to the sentence at first, but after digesting the whole sentence, his world suddenly exploded like a time bomb.
Yao Shuhua was also stunned by Dr. An's words.
Are you happy?
Ning Xi is pregnant? In other words, she is pregnant?
Didn't she say before that she hasn't slept with A Zhan yet? How could that be?
Yao Shuhua's face suddenly turned pale, and she turned to look at her son...
