Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

Li Yucheng was not frightened at all. Except for the results of the physical examination, all the words went in one ear and out the other.

He still asked: "What was the result?"

"What does it have to do with you!" Ni Jia's face turned red. In order to avoid the passing nurses, she could only speak in a low voice.

"Of course not." Li Yucheng stared at her. After saying this, he probably realized something and turned his face away and coughed lightly: "I want the result."

Ni Jia completely ignored everyone, lowered her head and went straight to the imaging department. After a while, Li Yucheng caught up with her and touched the back of her hand.

"tell me."

"You are a grown man!" Ni Jia took a deep breath and said, "You are sick!"

Li Yucheng grabbed her wrist again, dragged her into an empty corner, and pressed her against the wall, staring at her.

Ni Jia suddenly discovered that the other person was just like her, with red ears and eyeballs trembling back and forth, as if trying to stare out an answer.

"Say it."

During the ten seconds of her silence, the other person's mood changed visibly, from anxiety to anxiety.

His eyeballs moved faster and faster, his gaze flickering back and forth across her face, his brows gathered into a frown, and the force that fell on her shoulders grew heavier and heavier.

"Is there any problem?" Li Yucheng moved his fingertips: "Ni Jia?"

Seeing that she didn't speak for just a few seconds, it seemed that she couldn't stand it anymore and turned to go to the gynecology department. Ni Jia stopped her and said helplessly: "It's just a sample. I don't know the result now."

Li Yucheng didn't understand at all. He just felt that it didn't sound like a good word, and his expression changed: "Why take samples?"

"what did the doctor say?"

"Do you want a consultation?" He was about to take out his phone and said, "I'll ask Li Xinghe to find an expert in this field."

His hands trembled slightly, and due to the secretion of sweat glands on his fingertips, the screen felt a little unresponsive, and he swiped twice before opening the address book.

This symptom appeared again. At this moment, Ni Jia was almost certain that Li Yucheng's illness was related to her, at least she was the trigger point.

"It's okay." The other party seemed not to hear her and hurriedly dialed the phone. She snatched the phone away: "Li Yucheng, I'm fine."

"Yeah," the other party spoke quickly, his lips trembling slightly and turning pale: "It will definitely be okay, don't worry."

These words were more like the other party comforting him. Ni Jia held Li Yucheng's wrist and emphasized again: "It's just a test project, it's really okay."

Li Yucheng seemed unconvinced and stared at her in silence, with more and more sweat on his forehead. Ni Jia could only explain again: "It's a screening project for cervical cancer. I have regular physical examinations every year, so there's no problem."

When the word "cancer" was mentioned, Li Yucheng's pupils suddenly shrank, his limbs began to stiffen, and his expression became a little confused.

Ni Jia stared at her arm which began to tremble and opened her mouth in surprise. She originally just wanted to reassure Li Yucheng, but she didn't expect to trigger his symptoms instead.

"Li Yucheng?"

The other person's Adam's apple rolled, a drop of sweat slid down from his temple and hung on his chin, and he responded with difficulty.

"What's wrong with you?" Ni Jia moved his fingers, wanting to reach out and help wipe it off.

Li Yucheng's mouth felt dry, and it became difficult to open his mouth: "Why do we need to screen?"

"For prevention," Ni Jia explained.

Hearing this, Li Yucheng seemed to come back to his senses: "I have checked your family history. Except for Ni Chang who is infertile and Ni Dehai who has high blood lipids, there is no problem with others."

Never thought that one day, she would need to share gynecological knowledge with a man. Ni Jia opened Li Yucheng's mobile phone, simply searched for the items she had just checked on the page, and then held them in front of the other party.

"All married women who come to the gynecology department have to take samples," Ni Jia said helplessly, "It's essentially no different from blood tests for cancer."

She casually read out the warning posted on the wall of the physical examination hospital: "Early detection, early diagnosis, early treatment..."

After seeing the words "routine check" on the phone, the stone in Li Yucheng's heart was gradually removed. He raised his hand to cover Ni Jia's mouth, but took it away when he found that his palms were wet.

"understood."

The sensation in his limbs gradually returned, and he slowly turned to the sink beside him. He first saw a pale, sweaty face, and then his eyes met Ni Jia's through the mirror.

"You..." Ni Jia said carefully: "Your problem is more like a psychological problem."

Li Yucheng didn't say anything. He turned on the faucet silently, rinsed his face first, then washed his hands. After washing several times, his face looked a little rosier.

"Have you checked?" Ni Jia walked up to him.

"Let's go." Li Yucheng took two tissues, wiped them dry, and didn't even turn his head: "There are still three projects."

"It's okay if you don't say anything," Ni Jia brushed past him and said, "Then for the sake of fairness, no one should ask."

The subsequent project was quickly concluded. After the two changed their clothes and returned to the car, Li Yucheng asked, "Are you hungry? Let's eat first?"

"No need." Ni Jia's tone was cold, obviously angry.

"Let's go to that western restaurant on Yongyuan Street?" Li Yucheng started the car and said to himself, "I remember you liked the lamb chops there."

"Send me back." Ni Jia interrupted him.

The navigation was still fixed on Yongyuan Street. Ni Jia let out a sigh of relief and took out his cell phone to contact the driver. Just as he dialed the number, the phone was snatched away by Li Yucheng and thrown into the back seat.

She immediately became annoyed: "Why do you insist on interfering in my life? I can't ask about your affairs at all. Why, Li Yucheng!"

"Can you please stop being so selfish?" Ni Jia reached out to unbuckle the seat belt: "Stop the car!"

Li Yucheng braked a little, turned around and immediately held down the hand: "You can ask."

His tone softened: "Eat first."

"I can't eat!" Ni Jia pulled his hand back angrily, turned off the heater in the car, stared straight ahead, and said angrily: "I'm not in the mood!"

She asked this question more than once. In fact, she asked it every time she had an attack, but was always fooled by the other party.

Compared to five years ago, the other party is indeed more patient and has changed from direct eye warnings to changing the subject, but is there any essential difference?

No, Li Yucheng still wrapped himself up well and kept himself clear of her.

Ni Jia swallowed deeply and reminded himself that they no longer had any relationship.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, that's it," she said coldly, "We should stay away from each other's lives and keep a sense of propriety."

The car made a sharp turn and stopped by the roadside. Li Yucheng turned the steering wheel with one hand. Ni Jia insisted on looking forward. After a while, probably tired of being stared at, he simply turned to look out the window.

"I'll tell you everything you want to know."

"You won't." Ni Jia sneered, "Li Yucheng, you really don't understand yourself at all."

"You ask." Ni Jia snorted and said nothing.

Li Yucheng sighed inaudibly: "Actually, I haven't done it for a long time, so I'm not sure..."