On the wedding day, she married her ex-boyfriend's brother while pregnant

"We were just being normal and intimate."

"Ordinary intimacy can cause your partner's uterus to contract. Should you prevent miscarriage?" The male doctor put down the ballpoint pen he was writing on the case.

In fact, it was not as serious as miscarriage, but it was not a trivial matter either. The male doctor just wanted to scare him deliberately and warn him not to always think about matters between men and women.

"Sir, I don't mean to invade your privacy. Your wife's uterine wall is thin and her progesterone level is low. You don't have common sense. If it happens again, the baby will be in danger. I'm sorry to bother you tonight. I'll give you a free introduction to the specific precautions during pregnancy and clarify the taboos."

Xing Mingyu just carefully wrapped the coat around the girl's shoulders with a calm expression.

"And he touched all her sensitive spots." After saying that, Xing Mingyu added: "She was on top."

"Did you cum?"

The male doctor continued to ask: "Did your wife orgasm?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qianxun, who had been calmly watching Xing Mingyu's "trial" on the side, suddenly blushed and wished she could find a shovel to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

Just try him, why mention her?

She was so embarrassed that she could have carved out a three-bedroom apartment on the spot.

These should have nothing to do with children!

"doctor......"

Before she finished speaking, the male doctor interrupted her: "Madam, you don't have to be embarrassed. Pregnant women can also have physiological needs during pregnancy. It will be good for you and your lover to understand clearly. Please continue."

Xing Mingyu's tense face relaxed for a rare moment, and for her own good, he was willing to discuss it.

"I didn't go in. You'll have to ask her another question."

"I definitely didn't!" Jiang Qianxun blushed and answered before the doctor could speak: "I just felt my lower abdomen was a little tight and hard, and it lasted for about two or three minutes."

"This feeling is the uterine contraction caused by orgasm, which can lead to miscarriage in early pregnancy and premature birth in late pregnancy."

As he was speaking, the male doctor had stopped writing, pressed a few keys on the keyboard, and soon the printer spit out two prescriptions.

"The patient's progesterone level is low, so she needs to take progesterone injections for seven consecutive days. She needs to move less and stay in bed more often. After the fetus is stable, she needs to take more nutrition and maintain a good mood."

When handing the prescription to Xing Mingyu, the male doctor glanced at Jiang Qianxun, whose appearance had recovered, and added a special sentence.

"Even if you can have sex during the second trimester, you still need to control the duration and frequency, and focus on the woman's feelings. If the woman is uncomfortable, the husband has to endure it for the sake of the child. Go pay for the injection. The injection room is on the left side of the cashier."

The doctor was really speechless. Last time, the patient showed signs of miscarriage, but the husband came late. I don’t know where he went to fool around.

Now that the patient's face has healed and she is no longer ugly, the husband again ignores his wife's health and forces her to satisfy his desires.

This is the price the working class has to pay to climb into the wealthy family.

He has long been accustomed to life and death, and cannot persuade everyone to be in peace with the world. He can only persuade each and every one of them to be good.

Xing Mingyu didn't know that in the eyes of male doctors, he had become a lecherous rich second-generation who loved to flirt with other women and even forced his pregnant wife to have sex when he got home.

He helped the girl, whose ears were red, to sit outside, and he took the prescription to pay. When he came back, his WeChat rang suddenly.

It's a transfer.

Before he could see who sent the message, another call came in. It was from his mother.

He glanced at the girl who was sitting obediently on the bench in the corridor answering the phone, and glimpsed the water dispenser on the nurse station between the two of them, so he walked over.

"You little brat! You finally answered the phone! How's Chihiro? She's been busy on the phone and I can't get through."

After getting half a cup of hot water, Xing Mingyu walked towards the girl.

"She's fine, and the baby's fine."

Immediately from the other end of the line came Xingbao and Jingbao's "Oh Yeahs" and their mother's relieved voice.

But the next second, the mother started scolding again.

"Fortunately nothing happened. If anything had happened, I wonder how you would have faced her in the future!"

"I'm warning you, you are not allowed to have any bad thoughts towards Chihiro in the future, otherwise I, your mother, will personally use the scissors to perform surgery on you!"

"Grandma, what kind of surgery are you going to perform on Dad?" The two children asked in confusion on the other end of the line: "Dad is sick? What's wrong with him?"

"There are some extra parts on Dad's body. We need to cut them off so that we don't have to worry about anything else." Xie Qiong gritted her teeth and found an excuse to fool her granddaughter.

"Will it hurt, Dad?"

Jingbao was speechless and explained to his sister: "Now that we have anesthesia, how can it hurt, stupid? Well... it will just hurt a little after the anesthesia wears off."

"Is that so?" Xingbao paused for a second and said excitedly, "Then let me perform surgery on Dad."

"Why?" asked Jingbao.

"Every time I get hurt, Dad blows on me and the pain goes away. I'll cut some meat for Dad and blow on me, and Dad will definitely not feel any pain..."

Xing Mingyu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and said, "There's a call coming in," and hung up the phone, forcibly ending this "surgical seminar."

Looking down, he saw that the girl had also hung up the phone, so he handed the water in his hand to her.

"Drink some water, and I'll take you back after you finish."

"No need, Auntie Lan has already called a car. I'll go back to the villa after I get the medicine."

She paused and added, "Thank you for tonight. I have transferred the medicine fee to your WeChat."

Xing Mingyu said in the office that he would return to a relationship where there was no relationship.

Jiang Qianxun thought about it and naturally became polite and distant.

The man had a calm expression, his dark eyes staring at her: "If an employee is sick, the company has insurance subsidies."

Jiang Qianxun saw his businesslike attitude, as if he was fully fulfilling what he said yesterday, "You want to go back to a relationship where you have no private relationship, I can do it."

A strange feeling flashed through her heart, but she quickly suppressed it. Just as she was about to say that she would thank him for saving her life on behalf of her unborn child, her name was called at the medicine window.

She stood up immediately, and the man walked over with his long legs.

After returning with the medicine, Jiang Qianxun reached out to take it, but a big warm hand held her wrist, and then her eyes blurred.

By the time she reacted, she had already been picked up by the man.

"What are you doing? Put me down! I can walk by myself." Jiang Qianxun held the phone in one hand and used the other hand to distance herself from his warm body.

But apart from touching the hard muscles under the black shirt, the man didn't move at all. On the contrary, because of her movements, the plump and soft body rubbed against his chest and abdomen through the fabric.

She blushed so much that she dared not move.

Xing Mingyu also felt the change just now. He did not lower his head, but his throat slid twice, and his voice became much deeper than before.

"The doctor said to walk less and stay in bed more."

"You are not a bed. If I need to sleep, I will go home and sleep. Xing Mingyu! Let me go first..."

More and more people were paying attention to this side. Jiang Qianxun was getting really anxious and could only lean on his strong arms regardless of anything else.

She covered her face with her other hand.

This man's appearance is already conspicuous enough, and he has been on the hot searches frequently recently. If a paparazzi recognizes him and posts him online, the Qin family will have a hard time explaining themselves, if nothing else.

When he heard her calling his full name, the hostility in Xing Mingyu's eyes diminished a lot, but his tone was still tough.

"If you don't want to attract the paparazzi to the villa, then don't shout. Be good, okay?"