I Woke up and Was Pregnant

Fu Zhen's body stiffened for an instant. He opened his mouth and wanted to answer Jiang Hengshu, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton. He was speechless, and his eyes slowly covered with a layer of cotton. sad.

He knew in his heart that Jiang Hengshu's reaction was normal. He didn't dislike himself, nor was he afraid of himself. He might just worry about his health, but he was uncontrollably sad.

Fu Zhen was also very disgusted with this kind of self. He took a deep breath and adjusted his mood. It’s not good to be a human being. He wanted to reject Jiang Hengshu. After all, he didn’t want to reject Jiang Hengshu. Other people saw him there.

"Not looking there," Jiang Hengshu explained to him, "Go and see your legs."

Fu Zhen's eyes widened, tears involuntarily falling from the corners of his eyes. He couldn't tell why he was crying, but his tears were not obedient, so he came down after speaking and rolled on the pillow, making him faint.

Jiang Hengshu heard his sobbing and asked him: "Why are you crying?"

"It's okay..." Fu Zhen's voice was small, as thin as a mosquito.

Jiang Hengshu turned over, holding Fu Zhen's cheeks in both hands, bowed his head in the darkness where he could not see his fingers, and kissed all the tears on Fu Zhen's face bit by bit, and finally landed on Fu Zhen. Corners of the mouth.

"Okay, okay, it's time to sleep." Jiang Hengshu lay back on the bed, his palms lightly patted on Fu Zhen's back, as if to coax a baby.

Fu Zhen hummed, tilted his head and fell asleep in Jiang Hengshu's arms.

The next morning, a tenant watched Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu come out of Jiang Hengshu's room together, and asked, "How do you two sleep in the same room?"

Fu Zhen nodded, "The bed in my room is broken. I will stay overnight with him."

The man let out a loud voice, said, "I thought you two were the one", turned and left.

Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen to the largest hospital in Pinghai City. He had made an appointment with Fu Zhen as a doctor yesterday, and he can go directly in after arriving at the hospital today.

Fu Zhen took off his pants and lay on the hospital bed a little shy. The old doctor with glasses pressed his left knee twice and asked Jiang Hengshu to take him upstairs to take two movies.

After returning, the old doctor kept frowning while watching the film in his hand, probably influenced by the old doctor's seriousness. Fu Zhen clenched his fists and placed them on his thighs, looking very well-behaved.

"Can his legs recover?" Jiang Hengshu asked, sitting on the sofa aside.

"It might not be easy to restore to the original state," the old doctor shook his head. "However, if you want to walk normally, there should be no problem."

Jiang Hengshu asked: "What can't be done?"

The doctor's recording pen paused, then raised his head and said to Jiang Heng: "A lot of strenuous exercises are not allowed."

Jiang Hengshu gave a hum and nodded: "I understand."

The doctor sighed, and said with some regrets and some reproaches: "I came too late. If I came to see me when I was just injured, I am sure that there will be no problems with this leg now."

Fu Zhen lowered his head and said nothing. He was just kicked out of the Fu family when he was just injured. He didn't have a dime in his hand. The hospital is not a charity organization. What's the use of him coming with empty hands.

The doctor and Jiang Hengshu quickly settled on Fu Zhen’s next recovery plan for his left leg. There was almost no opportunity for Fu Zhen to intervene. It was only when the doctor reminded Fu Zhen that Fu Zhen might suffer a bit during the recovery process, Jiang Heng Shu turned his head and asked Fu Zhen, "Are you afraid of pain? We won't do it if you are afraid of pain."

"Don't be afraid." Fu Zhen shook his head. He had endured the pain of a broken leg. The current treatment would never hurt more than a broken leg.

When Jiang Hengshu was taking the spray for Fu Zhen, Fu Zhen was sitting in the lobby downstairs playing with his mobile phone, and then as soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Jianchen coming in from outside braving the cold wind, with a secretary beside him.

Why did Fu Jianchen come to the hospital? Is he sick? Where's the doctor at home?

Fu Zhen had many questions in his heart, but no matter what, these had nothing to do with him.

Fu Jianchen naturally saw Fu Zhen. He only took a quick glance and then withdrew his gaze, but the light of his eyes was still fixed in Fu Zhen's direction. Until Jiang Hengshu appeared, he and Fu Zhenxiang left the hospital with him.

Fu Jianchen awkwardly asked the secretary to find out what department Fu Zhen had gone to with the young man. After getting the results, Fu Jianchen left the secretary alone and went to the doctor Fu Zhen had just met.

As a doctor's professionalism, he did not answer Fu Jianchen's question after hearing Fu Jianchen's question, but instead asked him: "Who are you?"

Fu Jianchen was silent for a while, and said to the doctor: "I am his father."

Two years ago, he was in front of Fu Zhen and said to him, I am no longer your father. Now, he is in another place that Fu Zhen can’t see, and he tells a stranger that he is Fu Zhen. Father.

While organizing the files, the doctor shook his head and complained to Fu Jianchen, "Why are you a parent? If he can come early, that leg won't be the same as it is now. In a few days, he will have to recover and have to eat. Suffering, but no matter how much you suffer, you will definitely not be able to recover the way it was before."

Fu Jianchen opened his mouth, as if he still wanted to ask something, but he couldn't say anything. He left the doctor in despair, and when he returned to the secretary, he was as calm as usual. Serious appearance.

The secretary watched Fu Jianchen walk straight out of the hospital, and quickly asked him: "Boss, are you not going to see a doctor?"

Fu Jianchen shook his head and said calmly: "Don't go, let's go."

The secretary touched his head and felt that the boss was a bit inexplicable today, but seeing that Fu Jianchen's face was not so good, he did not dare to ask.

After Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu returned to the rental house, they saw a romance film on the TV and there were no other people in the living room, so they sat down on the sofa.

Fu Zhen is leaning on Jiang Hengshu's shoulders. He actually still has a lot of work to be done today, but at this time, he is extraordinarily lazy and doesn't want to move.

The door of the rental room was suddenly pushed open. A tenant came back from the outside. When he saw the two people on the sofa, he frowned and said in disgust, "How can you two big men stick together? Are you sick? !"

Although the man immediately added that he was joking, his eyes still revealed disgust. He couldn't stand homosexuality and was a deeply homophobic patient.

Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen back to the room. Fu Zhen took out the computer drawing board and started drawing. Jiang Hengshu was reading a book. The afternoon sun was bright and warm, shining on people, making them drowsy.

Jiang Hengshu suddenly looked up from the book, "How about we live in a different place?"

Fu Zhen stopped writing and asked, "Do you want to move from here?"

Jiang Hengshu nodded and said to Fu Zhen: "I have a house in Jinsha District, let's live there."

One day, the other tenants here will discover the relationship between the two of them. Instead of having to leave when there may be some disputes, it is better for them to leave here first.

Fu Zhen originally wanted to wait until he had enough money to buy a house, but now it seems that he doesn't need it anymore. If it were not for no alternative, he actually didn't want to live in this dilapidated rental house.

He nodded: "Okay."

"Tomorrow we will move out."

"So soon?" Fu Zhen's eyes widened. His house here will expire in two months.

Jiang Hengshu nodded: "The house over there has been renovated a long time ago, and the furniture is complete. You just need to pack the things you want to take away tonight."

In this case, it does not take too long.

After finishing the draft, Fu Zhen dragged out the suitcase under the bed and started packing. Jiang Hengshu helped by the side: "You don't need to bring any bedding, you have it at home."

"Other daily necessities, we move home and buy new ones."

"Why don't you throw away these clothes and buy new ones together."

...

Fu Zhen didn’t have a lot of things. After so picking and picking, there was even less left. He couldn’t pack up a box. The next morning, Jiang Hengshu drove downstairs and took him directly. All these things were pulled away.

The area of ​​Jiang Hengshu’s house is not particularly large, and the decoration style is very simple. It is just right for two people. The location is very superior. Although it is not in the city center, the location is also very prosperous, and the air is much better than the city center. , It is estimated that the price will not be too low.

Fu Zhen took out his luggage and put them away one by one. Looking at his clothes and Jiang Hengshu's clothes in the closet, Fu Zhen finally felt that he had a home again.

He turned his head and said to Jiang Hengshu who was ordering takeout: "I want to keep a cat in the future."

Jiang Hengshu nodded: "Yes."

"Let's go out this afternoon and buy some potted plants or something."

"Listen to you."

"Then we have hot pot at night?"

...

After Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu bought the potted plants, they came out of the flower shop and walked towards Jiang Hengshu's car. A woman's voice suddenly appeared behind them.

"Fu Zhen?"

Fu Zhen turned his head and found that it turned out to be Tang Wanwan, but he knew right away that there was a Republican style mansion nearby. Many crews were filming here. It is not surprising that Tang Wanwan appeared here now.

Tang Wanwan looked at Fu Zhen in front of him, his eyes widened. The two brothers of the Liu family clearly told her that Fu Zhen was dead. Why did he appear in front of him again now?

She thought that Fu Zhen was dead, so she dared to announce that she was going to shoot the Shazhou Chronicle without buying the copyright. Now Fu Zhen appeared in front of her intact. What was going on.

Her money has already been invested, and she told the big guys in the entertainment industry that she had obtained the copyright of the Shazhou Chronicle. What should she do now?

Tang Wanwan wasn't reluctant to buy the copyright money, but when he thought that the money would flow into Fu Zhen's pocket, he always felt uneasy.

She pressed all these thoughts to the bottom of her heart, and her eyes fell on the man beside Fu Zhen. Although this man was wearing cheap clothes, he had a good temperament, tall and handsome.

What is the relationship between this man and Fu Zhen?

Tang Wanwan frowned slightly. She seemed to have seen this man before. It was outside the small broken building where Fu Zhen lived. Yes, she remembered it. At that time, it was this man who held Fu Zhen. Walked up the stairs a little bit.

Fu Zhen, he is really gay.