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Genius Club-Chapter 1214 - 52: Devoted to You (Extra for Sect Leader Visionary World!)
Two days later, it was Zhao Yingjun’s routine prenatal checkup day.
The little Yu Xi inside her belly was already 28 weeks along—it was time to go to the hospital for a 4D ultrasound scan.
The principle of the 4D ultrasound is to use the echoes of ultrasound waves and the Doppler effect to create images, observing the fetus’s facial features, limbs, and body details.
Zhao Yingjun lay on the examination table, while Lin Xian stood next to her. The two of them, along with the doctor, tilted their heads, looking at the images generated on the screen.
"Oh my, this child is truly beautiful—just look at these features!"
The doctor pointed at the rather abstract image on the screen:
"See this nose bridge? So high! Such a cute little nose and mouth."
Lin Xian squinted his eyes, trying to comprehend what looked like a Picasso-meets-Van Gogh artwork on the screen:
"Where? Is this even a face? I can’t make it out."
"You have to look carefully."
The doctor smiled slightly and pointed things out for Lin Xian:
"Look, here’s the outline of the face, and here are the closed eyes. Can you see it now?"
Lin Xian nodded.
Now he could more or less figure it out.
But honestly, given that it was ultrasound imaging, it was quite abstract.
"I think I can see it."
Zhao Yingjun smiled and looked up at Lin Xian:
"Don’t you think she looks a bit like Yu Xi?"
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Lin Xian smiled helplessly:
"What can you even tell from this?"
"I think she looks a lot like her."
Zhao Yingjun’s eyes softened with a maternal glow as she gazed tenderly at the still little face on the 4D ultrasound screen:
"This counts... as our first meeting with her, right? Even though she can’t see us, we get to see her in advance thanks to technology."
The doctor glanced at Lin Xian, then at Zhao Yingjun, and nodded:
"She does look quite a bit like Mom."
Then, turning to reassure Lin Xian:
"But children’s appearances can change as they grow. The imaging you see now isn’t entirely accurate. Who knows, after she’s born in two months, she might end up looking more like Dad."
Lin Xian felt...
Time truly flew by.
In these past few months where he seemed to have accomplished nothing, little Yu Xi had been quietly growing, and now, in the blink of an eye, she was almost ready to be born!
"Roughly, when is the due date?" Lin Xian asked.
"It’s still too early to say for sure."
The doctor flipped through Zhao Yingjun’s examination records:
"Roughly mid-April. If you’re planning to book a postpartum care center, you can start preparing now."
"Alright, you can get up now. The baby is absolutely healthy, nothing to worry about. Just be mindful of diet in the final two months—don’t overeat. Many pregnant women let themselves go during the last two months, leading to rapid weight gain for the baby, which makes delivery harder."
The two silently noted this, took the examination booklet, and left.
"So fast."
As they exited the hospital,
Lin Xian looked up at the moon as it gradually climbed toward noon:
"It feels like everything is happening too fast. It seems like just yesterday we were holding Yu Xi’s hand and exploring Disney, and now... in only two months, our little Yu Xi will be joining this world."
"Aren’t you the one who was in such a rush?"
Zhao Yingjun teased:
"Still, you’ve kept your word."
"Speaking of which, the morning is still free, and we finished the checkup early... Let’s go to Jing’an Temple."
Hmm?
Lin Xian tilted his head:
"What made you think of going to Jing’an Temple?"
"To make a prayer, ask for blessings, and make a wish."
Zhao Yingjun looped her arm through Lin Xian’s:
"You know, ever since I married you, it feels more like a long-distance relationship. I barely get to say a few words to you each morning."
"The moment it hits 12:30, you dive straight into the dream world. With your habits... well, I figure finding a little wife for you in your dream isn’t a bad idea—daytime is for me, nighttime for her."
"Oh, I wouldn’t mind."
Lin Xian laughed:
"But in The Ninth Dreamland, there isn’t a single soul, let alone a ’little wife.’ Where would I even find one?"
"Honestly, forget about a ’little wife.’ In my past few months of dreaming, if I even saw a man—be it Big Face Cat or Er Zhuzi—I’d be ecstatic enough to give him a hug."
"Wow, you really mean it?"
Zhao Yingjun pinched Lin Xian’s arm:
"Judging by what you’re saying, you seem to have had ideas about earlier dreamlands?"
"No, no."
Lin Xian shook his head vigorously.
Such an obvious trap question—only an idiot would fall for it:
"Honestly, in the earlier dreamlands... I was either with Big Face Cat and Er Zhuzi or on my way to find them."
"Seriously, no matter the dream world, as long as Big Face Cat is around, I feel at peace. As long as Brother Lian exists in that world, there’s hope. Even if the sky falls, Brother Lian will hold it up."
"So, you see, now in The Ninth Dreamland, Big Face Cat probably doesn’t exist anymore. This future world? It really feels like the sky has fallen."
The mention of Big Face Cat always made Zhao Yingjun laugh:
"According to what you’re saying, Big Face Cat might as well be the Sea-Calming Divine Needle. Alright then, once we get to Jing’an Temple, I’ll make a wish hoping you find Big Face Cat soon."
"Ah, no need for that."
Lin Xian glanced at Zhao Yingjun’s rounded belly, smiling softly:
"Just make a wish for little Yu Xi. May her life be filled with joy, happiness, and peace."
...
Since today was a weekday, there weren’t many visitors at Jing’an Temple.
Zhao Yingjun prayed for safety in front of each shrine.
Lin Xian observed the once-proud, cold, untouchable woman, now so sincerely praying for the child in her belly. He truly felt the greatness of maternal love.
In the past, Zhao Yingjun had been a staunch materialist.
Back then, when Lin Xian shared stories about digging graves with Gao Yang, she had laughed:
"Gao Yang actually prepped so much useless gear... lighting candles in corners of coffins, bringing black donkey hooves... honestly, it cracked me up."