Loving You As Scheduled

These are some of the symptoms before catching a cold. The reason Feng Jinglei said so was to hide something.

After hearing the words, the doctor lifted his eyes and rolled her pale face.

"Is it about to catch a cold?"

Feng Jinglei was uneasy, "Uh, maybe it is, I seem to have had such symptoms in the cold before."

The doctor stared at her, thinking for a few seconds.

Zhuang Yanyan also had some doubts, it was indeed easy to catch a cold when it was cold.

But just in case, Zhuang Yanyan still suggested that the doctor take the pulse for her and feel relieved.

"Take her pulse again and see if there is anything else uncomfortable."

When the doctor heard this, he nodded immediately, "Okay."

Feng Jinglei hadn't been relieved yet, thinking that as long as he said these symptoms, the doctor would think it was a cold and would no longer take the pulse.

"Really don't need..."

Before the words could be spoken, the doctor had already picked up her right wrist, and Feng Jinglei immediately stayed there motionless like a wooden sculpture.

She didn't dare to take her hand away, because it was just a pulse. If she moved abnormally, it would only make people more suspicious.

Doctor Lin took her pulse carefully for her, and after about five or six seconds, something strange suddenly appeared on her originally gentle face.

Feng Jinglei, who was nervous at first, was naturally aware of this strangeness, and she immediately shook her heart.

The doctor's face was solemn, and he didn't look happy for ordinary people to get such a pulse, but stared at Feng Jinglei in disbelief.

The more he was like this, the more guilty and uneasy Feng Jinglei became.

"Miss Feng, you..."

"By the way doctor!" Feng Jinglei stood up suddenly when the doctor was about to speak.

Both Zhuang Yanyan and the doctor were taken aback by her reaction.

"Well, I, I have some personal questions, I want to ask you."

After that, she glanced at Zhuang Yanyan in a flustered manner, and then whispered to the doctor, "You follow me upstairs, there are too many people here, it's... it's about my daughter's family."

Looking at the two, Zhuang Yanyan looked inexplicable. And Qin Feimo, who was standing by the corridor on the second floor, frowned slightly because of Feng Jinglei's sudden panic and nervousness.

Seeing the two going upstairs, Zhuang Yanyan, who was worried about Feng Jinglei, wanted to follow, but was stopped, "Um, grandma, I... I want to ask Dr. Lin about something personal."

It means that it is not convenient for you to come up.

Zhuang Yanyan couldn't help being confused.

The child never concealed anything from her since entering the commander’s house.

As a doctor, she already knew her pulse, and naturally knew why she called him upstairs alone.

Don't you want the old lady and family members to know about this?

"Old lady, Miss Feng may be shy, or you can wait downstairs now."

After speaking, they went upstairs with Feng Jinglei.

Standing in front of the sofa, staring at the two backs walking upstairs, Zhuang Yanyan was puzzled.

This child, even if it's a daughter's family, doesn't he need to be shy in front of her old woman?

But doubts turned to doubts, Zhuang Yanyan still knew how to respect others, so she sat on the sofa and waited patiently.

When he arrived on the third floor, Feng Jinglei pulled Doctor Lin into the room almost instantly. Before closing the door, she looked into the corridor. He wanted to make sure that no one was coming, and then he closed the door with confidence.

Seeing her nervous look, the doctor was also startled for a few seconds.

Then he asked softly, "Miss Feng, are you pregnant?"