The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 250 - : Jiang Zhi’s house, cute treasure Jiang Erdan, Lixiang is pregnant (9 updates

Chapter 250: 250: Jiang Zhi’s house, cute treasure Jiang Erdan, Lixiang is pregnant (9 updates

Jiang Zhi resigned, “I’ll take care of it.”

Zhou Xufang: “…”

Sitting on top of the egg, using her legs to warm it?

Oh, she now had a mental image, so beautiful she couldn’t bear to continue thinking about it because she would involuntarily imagine Jiang Zhi as a chicken…

Jiang Zhi was still organizing his egg, very systematically: “If it’s a seed of Jiang Zhi, even if it’s only an egg, it’s the most precious egg in the world. You just give birth, and I will make a golden nest for our egg, brooding it with damask silk, making it the happiest Fu Erdan in the world.”

Fu Erdan’s mom, Zhou Xufang: “…” whispered to Fu Erdan’s dad, “It’s also possible that there’s no pregnancy.” Even softer, like a mosquito’s buzz

Zhou Xufang: “…”

This little pervert, always misusing words!

The next morning, Jiang Zhi took Zhou Xufang to the hospital. Both were bundled up tightly.

Vice President Sun had been waiting for a long time: “Mr. Jiang.”

Jiang Zhi, with one hand around his girlfriend’s waist and the other holding her hand, looked over at his girlfriend every few steps.

His liver and heart weren’t protected as much as this.

In order to avoid prying eyes, they directly took a special passage. Vice President Sun led the couple to a specially prepared hospital room: “Everything has been arranged.”

Jiang Zhi let Zhou Xufang sit and rest for a while, then poured her a cup of hot tea, gently warning her it was hot and to drink slowly.

He then took the scarf wrapped around his girlfriend’s face in his hand, turned around with the drinking girlfriend shielded behind him: “I don’t want anyone knowing about my girlfriend coming to the hospital, especially the Jiang Family.”

Oh my!

Know the face, not the heart!

Normally like a princely ancestor, but in front of his girlfriend, submissive like a grandson!

Vice President Sun suppressed his inner turmoil, his face composed: “Rest assured.” God! The young master must surely be henpecked!

Zhou Xufang and Jiang Zhi waited in the hospital room for a few minutes, then a nurse came to lead them to an examination room. After they entered, the nurse closed the door.

The clinician was a female doctor, over fifty, wearing full-framed glasses, her hair slightly graying, with a gentle demeanor.

She smiled at Zhou Xufang, introducing herself: “My surname is Chen.”

Zhou Xufang nodded, greeted her: “Dr. Chen, hello.”

“Please, take a seat.”

Zhou Xufang sat on the chair in front of the desk, Jiang Zhi stood beside her.

Dr. Chen’s posture was relaxed, hands clasped together on the desk, as if just chatting: “When was your last period?”

Zhou Xufang, shy because Jiang Zhi was beside her, softly replied to the doctor’s question: “The middle of last month.”

Beside her, Jiang Zhi added a date: “The seventeenth.”

Zhou Xufang felt even more bashful.

Dr. Chen smiled, accustomed to seeing couples and lovers coming in for pregnancy checks, and treated it all very normally, asking further: “How has your appetite been recently? Sleeping well?”

Zhou Xufang was about to say her appetite wasn’t good but she slept well when Jiang Zhi answered for her, giving a very detailed and specific response: “She sleeps quite a lot, about nine hours a day, tends to feel sleepy at noon and in the evening, appetite isn’t good, can’t eat much rice, eats more flour-based food.” He added, “But she really likes eating snacks.”

Jiang Zhi wasn’t a patient or detailed person, instead pampered and spoiled, but when it came to matters concerning Zhou Xufang, he was meticulous, knowing more than she did herself, always remembered her monthly cycles, and was strict about her diet if it wasn’t timely.

Dr. Chen understood, and wrote an order: “Let’s do a blood test first.”

Jiang Zhi thanked her, took Zhou Xufang to the hematology department for a blood test, and instructed Vice President Sun that no samples should be kept; after the check, they must all be destroyed.

Jiang Zhi was extremely cautious about Zhou Xufang’s hospital visit, fearing any leak of information.

The blood test results would only be available at eleven, and there was still some time to wait. Considering Zhou Xufang hadn’t eaten much that morning, Jiang Zhi took her to a well-reputed porridge shop; she ate a little.

On the way back to the hospital, Zhou Xufang sat lost in thought.

“Xufang.”

“Xufang.”

Jiang Zhi called her twice, but she didn’t respond.

What was she thinking about, with her boyfriend right beside her and still distracted, Jiang Zhi called her full name: “Zhou Xufang.”

Zhou Xufang turned her head: “Hmm?”

He couldn’t bear to speak loudly to her, softly asking with a soothing tone, “Close the car window, you shouldn’t catch a draft.”

Zhou Xufang: “Oh.”

She closed the car window and continued to ponder.

Jiang Zhi looked at the vehicles ahead, driving slowly, “What are you thinking about?”

Zhou Xufang’s serious expression, “Thinking about names.”

Already starting to think about baby names?

Yes, she was thinking about the baby’s name, had considered many options, and finally couldn’t decide. She asked the baby’s father, “Does Jiang Tang sound nice, or does Jiang Mian? What about Jiang Ling, is it good?”

Jiang Zhi’s emotions became complicated again. The thought of a child like Zhou Xufang calling him dad made his heart bloom with joy, but then thinking about how the child would take up a big portion of Zhou Xufang’s energy and time, even sharing the affection she had for him, made him feel threatened.

Jiang Zhi’s eyebrows furrowed and then relaxed, “Which Tang? Which Mian? Which Ling?”

Zhou Xufang seriously naming, “The Tang from cotton candy, the Mian from cotton candy, the Ling from ice cream.”

Jiang Zhi, “…”

She wouldn’t be using food for all the names, would she?

Jiang Zhi comforted himself that, at least, it wasn’t Jiang Milk, Jiang Cotton, Jiang AD, Jiang Calcium Milk, Jiang Ice Cream or anything like that.

Not wanting to dampen his girlfriend’s enthusiasm, Jiang Zhi chose one, “Let’s go with Jiang Tang.”

The name Jiang Ling might remind people of Jiangling Motors.

Jiang Mian felt a bit too soft.

Actually, Jiang Tang wasn’t great either, just like brown sugar, ice sugar, and white sugar, not to mention, dad’s name is ‘ginger juice,’ and the kid’s name is ‘ginger soup’… The more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

Jiang Zhi kind of wanted to ask his girlfriend if they could name the baby Jiang Lake.

Lake is the Chinese transliteration of Zhou Xufang’s favorite milk, Jiang Muke would also be fine, just means Jiang milk, Jiang cow milk.

Zhou Xufang seemed very happy, because she shared the ‘same’ preference with Jiang Zhi, “I like that one too.”

Jiang Zhi licked his lips and gave up on Jiang Lake or Jiang Muke, letting her decide.

Zhou Xufang was happy for a while, then worried again, “But if it’s a boy, wouldn’t Jiang Tang be too feminine?” Naming a boy Tang did seem a bit girly.

Jiang Zhi blatantly lied, “No, it’s fine if you like it.”

Zhou Xufang agreed and got very excited.

That settled the official name, then came the nickname.

Zhou Xufang, touching her belly and looking at Jiang Zhi, “Jiang Zhi, you pick the nickname.” Zhou Xufang actually wanted to name the nickname Calcium Milk, but she thought since she chose the official name, she should leave the nickname to Jiang Zhi, since the baby was also half his.

Jiang Zhi blurted out, “Call him Fu Erdan.”

Zhou Xufang, “…”

She regretted it, she should have chosen it herself.

She coldly scolded Jiang Zhi, “You’re not thinking seriously!”

Jiang Zhi chuckled, his eyes twinkling playfully, “Aren’t you worried about hatching eggs? The name fits well.” He made up an excuse, “Erdan is good, a more down-to-earth name is easier to live by.”

Zhou Xufang was instantly persuaded, “Okay, call him Erdan.”

The future Jiang Erdan, “…” Is it really that casual? Shouldn’t you reconsider? Lake Muke and Calcium Milk are fine too…

After settling the name, they arrived at the hospital.

Zhou Xufang unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to open the door when Jiang Zhi held her hand.

“Xu Fang,” he said with a complex expression.

Zhou Xufang looked at him, “Hmm.”

Jiang Zhi helped her put on her mask, “I didn’t sleep all last night.”

Zhou Xufang said, “I know, you didn’t kick me when asleep, you kick me when you’re awake.”

Jiang Zhi, ” …”

He was trying to talk about serious matters, who brought up sleeping habits!

He gathered his emotions again and spoke seriously, “If you’re really pregnant, shall we get the certificate first?” He had thought about it all night, and his final decision was that he wanted to marry Zhou Xufang even more now, wanting her to become Mrs. Xiao Jiang soon.

Zhou Xufang did not hesitate, “Okay.”

Jiang Zhi kissed her and then led her into the hospital.

Dr. Chen had already gotten the blood test results, and upon hearing the knock, said, “Come in.”

“Dr. Chen.” Zhou Xufang came in and took off both her mask and hat.

“Please have a seat.”

After she sat down, Dr. Chen put on his glasses, still holding the report in his hand, and asked Zhou Xufang, “Miss Zhou, have you experienced any abdominal pain recently?”

Zhou Xufang nodded. “Could it be that the results are bad?” She had a stomachache yesterday and wondered if it was because she had ice cream that somehow affected Erdan…

As Zhou Xufang’s thoughts wandered, Dr. Chen brought her back with one sentence, “It’s not pregnancy, it might be gastritis.”

Zhou Xufang’s feelings were indescribable.

Jiang Zhi felt like he had been tied up and thrown from a high place. The ropes broke, first relaxing and then plummeting.

He had even planned where to register the child’s residence and which elementary school to attend. He had thought about it all last night… and then—gastritis.

Dr. Chen looked at the young couple’s changing expressions and couldn’t help but laugh. “You are still young. Don’t worry, you will have plenty of opportunities in the future.”

Zhou Xufang bowed her head, extremely embarrassed.

Dr. Chen took off his glasses and said, “I’ve already contacted gastroenterology. It would be best for you to come in for a gastroscopy tomorrow morning. Starting after nine tonight you’ll need to fast.”

“Thank you.”

After saying thank you, Jiang Zhi led the drooping girl out.

Zhou Xufang sulked all the way, her head down, listless.

“Jiang Zhi.”

“Hm.”

There was no one else in the passage, but Jiang Zhi still put a hat and a mask on her.

She called out to him, then exhaled a heavy sigh, sounding older than her age.

Jiang Zhi was amused.

She went on grumpily, “And you’re laughing!”

Like a kitten just learning to use its claws.

Watching her downcast demeanor, Jiang Zhi laughed so hard his shoulders shook.

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Zhou Xufang ignored him and walked ahead on her own.

Jiang Zhi followed her. “Very disappointed?”

She nodded.

So disappointed. She had even picked out a name, regardless of boy or girl—all to be called Jiang Tang, nickname Erdan.

Seeing her reaction, Jiang Zhi wanted to tease her a bit. “You really want to have a child for me?”

Zhou Xufang stopped walking and buried her head in his chest, unable to look up, feeling embarrassed, ashamed, and both lost and disheartened.

Jiang Zhi, half-serious, said, “When we get home, I’ll throw out all the condoms—”

But he was serious.

Zhou Xufang quickly covered his mouth and looked around nervously. “Don’t talk nonsense outside, others might hear.”

Inside the house, it was okay.

Jiang Zhi realized that at home, she was much braver. If he turned off the lights and coaxed her a little, she would say anything he wanted.

Both obedient and pure.

A smile filled Jiang Zhi’s eyes.

Zhou Xufang still seemed not quite happy. She looked up at Jiang Zhi. “Aren’t you disappointed?”

Jiang Zhi replied, “There’s both disappointment and relief.”

Zhou Xufang was only in her early twenties, they hadn’t even gotten their marriage certificate, and he hadn’t even seriously proposed yet. Having a baby at this time wouldn’t be appropriate.

Besides, she was still his baby, how could she have a little baby?

Of course, he was also disappointed. He adored her, naturally, he would look forward to conceiving a child with her.

Jiang Zhi grew serious and told her, “I really want you to have a child for me, but I don’t want you to become a mother so soon.” He stroked her head. “Let’s wait, or let it happen naturally, but if you want to have a child, just throw out everything in the bedside drawer.”

Zhou Xufang felt this topic was both serious and embarrassing, and it made her blush, so she just nodded, without speaking.

For Jiang Zhi, it was different. He could say anything to her.

“There’s another thing,” Jiang Zhi said as he pulled her towards the exit. “Why didn’t you tell me about your abdominal pain?”

“It was just a slight pain.”

Really, it was just a little.

Jiang Zhi was always sensitive to pain, certainly much more than the average person. The faster she recovered, the more intense the pain became. Having experienced amplified pain many times, she might have become a bit numb or perhaps just gotten used to it and could endure it better.

Jiang Zhi began to feel sorry for her again, “From now on, you have to tell me even if it’s just a little.”

After returning, Jiang Zhi only allowed her to eat light food. The next morning, Jiang Zhi took her for a gastroscopy. The results came out quickly, and the gastroenterologist diagnosed her with gastritis, which was mild and not severe, caused by dietary issues.

Zhou Xufang felt depleted after the gastroscopy. It wasn’t pain but just a feeling of great discomfort.

Jiang Zhi felt bad too and took her to a prepared room to rest, asking the accompanying nurse, “My girlfriend is feeling quite unwell, please help me get some medicine.”

The nurse nodded and asked them to wait for a moment.

“Feeling very uncomfortable, right?” Jiang Zhi held her, massaged her stomach, and patted her back, a bit clumsy and unsure how to make her feel better, “Does it hurt?”

Zhou Xufang, pale-faced and lacking in energy, lay in Jiang Zhi’s arms, “Not painful, just a bit nauseous.”

Jiang Zhi was heartbroken, knowing he couldn’t give her water to drink just yet, “Don’t eat anything cold for the next few days, and no snacks either.”

She obediently nodded, “I have strong recovery abilities, I should be better very soon.”

In fact, Zhou Xufang wasn’t completely sure either. Her wounds healed fast, but she wasn’t too sure about her internal organs; however, if she got sick, she usually recovered very quickly.

Jiang Zhi said, “Even after you’ve recovered, you can’t eat recklessly.” He definitely wouldn’t go soft on her again.

It turned out that Zhou Xufang’s internal recovery was much better than an average person’s, too. She had taken more medicine than the normal dose and in less than a day, she was back to normal, lively and energetic, and even capable of climbing up the roof and moving along the walls.

However, Jiang Zhi still didn’t allow her to eat anything cold, and the snacks were completely controlled, harshly regulated every day.

Zhou Xufang wasn’t pregnant, but unfortunately—Fang Lixiang was.

When she saw the two bars on the pregnancy test, she was completely stunned, unable to collect her thoughts for a long time. She sat on the toilet for more than twenty minutes, contemplating life and the future.

Mr. Fang, seeing her taking so long to come out, knocked on the door: “Girl.”

“Girl.”

She hid the pregnancy test in her sweater, her legs numb, and walked out with a resolve despite her disabilities, her expression resembling that of a baffled ghost who had just died.

Mr. Fang gave her a light pat, “What’s wrong, why are you so distracted?”

Fang Lixiang shuffled in her slippers, her hair disheveled and clothes wrinkled, a pimple on her forehead from recent sleeplessness, and she forced out a constipated expression for her father, “Nothing, just constipated.”

Mr. Fang: “…”

His own daughter probably forgot she was still a celebrity.

Mr. Fang suggested she take some laxatives, handed her a coat to wear, and then instructed, “I’m taking Gui Fei for a walk, there’s still soup simmering in the kitchen, turn off the stove after fifteen minutes.”

Wandering soul Fang Lixiang: “Oh.”

Fifteen minutes later, the wandering ghost left home, bundled up tightly, and went to the same pharmacy where she had bought contraception before—the clerk was still the same old man with poor hearing.

Fang Lixiang was there to settle accounts, striding in with determination, “Is there something wrong with the medication at your pharmacy?”

She had been afraid it wouldn’t work after taking it, so she had increased the dose.

The old man, hard of hearing as usual, couldn’t hear her and spoke loudly, “What did you say?”

Fang Lixiang, covering her face with a scarf, wearing sunglasses, snapped at him, “I said your medication has problems!” She was on the verge of breaking down! She was a celebrity, about to shoot a movie with a famous director, and the person with her in the bathtub had passed out—what about her? She was pregnant!

Whimper, whimper…

She was pregnant with an accidental child…

Fang Lixiang was almost in tears, and the old man continued with his slow response, “What has problems?”

“The medicine!”

“What’s wrong with the medicine?”

Fang Lixiang: “…”

They couldn’t communicate. She went straight to the shelf, took a box of pills, and opened it to examine it carefully. After she had finished, everything went dark before her eyes.

She had been too frantic and furious at the time to check the expiration date.

Oh god, she had run into the ridiculous situation of being unmarried and pregnant, and she hadn’t even been in a relationship.

How could she not be furious?

She stormed up to the old man, incensed, “Your medicine is expired!”

The old man, as always hard of hearing, asked again, “What?”

Fang Lixiang yelled out, “Damn it!”