Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

Chapter 77: Best Birthday Gifts (2)

I'm stunned. Didn't he see that? How can you ask that? I forgot myself, and now I remember, it seems like it's been a long time. I didn't care. I never thought about it. I never thought about it. ”- [sic]“ No...

“Nearly a month late.” He thought about it, and he said, "Are you sleepy these days, and you want to vomit? ”

He didn't have too much to worry about in his tone, did I? The moon letter postponed, drowsiness, vomiting... looked up at him violently and asked stubbornly: "You... you mean...”

He pulled my hand and hit my pulse again. This time, I stopped resisting and looked at his face. His eyebrows stretched slowly, his mouth bent more and more, his eyes flowing brightly. He looked up at me and smiled brightly and dyed his handsome face.

“If you believe in medicine for your husband...” He pauses, takes a deep breath, and involuntarily brings a slight tremor to his clear voice, “Well, it's true...”

I soared from the bed, my mouth shaking violently, several times saying an incomplete sentence. Tears blindfolded his eyes, holding his hand in death. She stared at her shallow grey eyes in tears and held them out for half a day: “Yes... is that true? You're not lying to me? ”

“You know, for husbands never talk paranoid.” He wiped away the tears in my corner of his eyes and held me in his arms, his joyful voice hovering in his ears, "Ai Qing, it's true, it's true. You're going to be a mother. And I, am going to be a father..."

“I…” suddenly burst into tears in his arms, a feeling like relieving oneself. Turns out my previous abnormality was due to pregnancy. I thought it was time...

“I thought I couldn't possibly have gotten pregnant...” I whimpered and finally moved the big rock out of my heart for over a year, "I've been worried, and there's no history of you having children during this time. I thought we wouldn't...”

“Must the few words be accurate?” He interrupted me, his warm lips touching my cheek, "Ai Qing, do not bind yourself with what the latter wrote. We live for ourselves, whatever they write. We can have more kids later. ”

He lifted my shoulder, pulled out my pad to wipe away my tears, and smiled and kissed me on the forehead: "Don't cry again, you are pregnant and emotional. ”

Put the pillow behind me and gently let me lean back: “I'll serve dinner, don't move, just eat in bed. ”

He was just leaving and suddenly I caught him in the corner. I looked back at my hot face in surprise, and I shouted: “It was my birthday...”

He was just starting to get a little dizzy and clear. He nodded at me, seemed to smell something, smiling brilliantly.

“Rosh, this is your birthday present for me.” I said with devout gratitude to his tender, watery eyes, "Thank you Buddha, this is the best birthday present of my life! ”

A soft kiss fell on my lips: "It's ours…”

He accompanied me to dinner in front of the bed that day and kept picking dishes for me, asking me to eat more. Instead, he ate very little. They won't let me out of bed after eating, and they'll give the disciples a piece of housework. And then you pulse me, and you start grabbing me a pill to make up for my previous malnutrition. Look, he's nervous right now, and I can't add anything sweet, letting him serve my tea clumsily.

“Master!” A young disciple knocks on the door, "Despondent asked outside. ”

Monson? I was surprised. I was delighted, and instantly fell into the ice. It's bedtime. What's he doing here? How long does he have to keep his ghost together?

Rosh, look at my face. Let me not worry. And then walked out. After a while, he came back and told me that Monson had hired the best doctor in Auntie City, who was also used by the former Ryongzhang family and is now conscripted by the Lu family as the Royal Doctor, Pan Zheng, to see me.

I'm stuck. Didn't he want me dead? Why did my conscience suddenly find out? Aren't you relieved to ask the best doctor to verify if I'm terminally ill?

“Ai Qing, whatever Monson's thinking, since he has brought in the difficult Dr. Pan Shen, let him take a look.” He pondered slightly and said to me, "Rosh also wanted him to prove that you were pregnant. ”

I didn't dare tell Roshmondon about the threat to me, so I had to put on my jacket and walk down to the hall under Rossi. In the cold, I paid special attention to Monson, the oil lamp was dim, and I couldn't see the look on his face.

Pan Zheng asked me a few more words about my recent physical abnormality, and stood up and bowed to Rosh: “Congratulations, Master, Your Ladyship is happy. It has been two months, and this autumn you will get a noble son. ”

Monson seemed a little furious, staring at Pan Zheng, and then suddenly his eyes stared at me sophisticated. I overstepped and watched him always feel uncomfortable. Does he think I'm lying to him?

Rosh smiled. “Thank you, Dr. Pan. Roche also diagnosed the joy of awkwardness. It's just that Awkward Thorn was weak during the previous famine. I wonder if Dr. Pan could diagnose Awkward Thorn again to see how to make it? ”

Pan Zheng put his hand on my right hand pulse again, half-closed his eyes for a moment, asked a few more words, let me spit out my tongue to see. “Madame is indeed weak and needs to be well cared for. Pan Kai prescribes a formula for the magician, which can be used for the protection of the fetus. ”

Rosh nodded and brought him an ink pen. Pan Zheng was about to wave his pen, but stopped: “But…” He hesitated to say, "Pan realized that there was another mysterious void in Lady, though weak, that seemed to resemble blood void. ”

Rosh was grinding the ink, his hands trembled, and the ink splashed on his hands, but he ignored it. “Blood deficiency? ”

“Both the heart and spleen are excessively weak, which prevents the spleen from bleeding.” Pan Zheng nodded his head and carefully gauged my face. “Madam's face was white and there were symptoms of dizziness and nosebleeds, plus...”

“Bleeding nose?” Rosh suddenly turned to look at me, his eyes rounded, his body a little chestnut, and must have remembered the last time I left. I tried so hard to keep it from him, but I was still very secretive. Staring at Monson, he must have told Pan Zheng about my nosebleed before. The look on Monson's face surprised me. Under the dim light, what I saw was a face of worry and a little... sadness...

Monson turned around and didn't look at me and asked Pan Zheng: "Is this blood emptiness fatal? ”

“Based on the patient's five-dirty victory, the diarrhea must be replenished, but the roots cannot be broken...” He paused and said carefully, “Not for long...”

Rosh's face instantly grew miserable and took a step backwards. Instead, Monson grabbed Pan Zheng's collar and was about to speak. Pan Zheng waved quickly: “Master, there is also a small general, don't rush, listen to Pan. Mr. Pan did not, it is impossible to determine now. It will take some more time to confirm the diagnosis. Mrs. Xingxing may have only been starving for too long in famine, so these signs are not blood deficiencies. ”

Monson sighed and let Pan Zheng go. For a moment of silence, Rosh looked up with great determination: "Dr. Pan, if Rosh doesn't want the baby, can he heal the awkwardness? ”

“No!” I stood up excitedly, "Rosh, we had this baby so easily, I had to have him. ”

“Irene, your life is more important than this child's!” He grabbed me, his eyes were painful and firm, "and when you had the body, we wouldn't be late to have any more children. ”

“Don't worry, I'll be fine.” It's so hard for me to get pregnant with a body that has been exposed to radiation several times. It's probably my only chance of getting pregnant. How can I give up?

“Dr. Pan, as long as I take my pills and nurture my body, I can have a baby, right? ”

Pan Zheng looked at me and looked at Rosh again, hesitating to say: "If Madame is weak and forced to give birth, she may fall ill or even become infertile for life. Moreover, it is not yet possible to ascertain whether blood deficiency is present. If Yipan says so, since Madame wants to preserve the foetus so badly, try it. ”

I was so happy, I grabbed Rosh's cape and begged him, “Rosh, you can make me eat anything, I'll make myself fat and white, and I'll have a healthy baby. ”

He kept quiet for half a day, bowed his head and looked up at me. He hesitated to finally nod his head: "Well, then you must listen to me. ”

I almost jumped up and hugged him, thinking about two other people in the house, and I had to smile at him. Monson's face has been gloomy and his deeply elusive eyes haunt me. I can't guess his mind, but I don't want to guess right now. All my attention is on that little seedling in my stomach. Baby, did you hear our call from Buddha? Mommy and Daddy will do everything in their power to welcome you. You are the best birthday gift my mother has ever received...