182: I'll Prove It to You

I'll Prove It to You

"What?" Huo Jinyao winked at her while driving. "Darling, don't worry. I will try my best to prove it to you that these really won't last for a year."1

"You don't need to prove that. You really don't," Su Qingsang was nearly terrified. "Take it easy. Men need to take good care of their health and not overwork themselves."

The car suddenly paused. Su Qingsang would have bumped into the windshield if she didn't have the safety belt on.

"Huo Jinyao."

"Darling, don't worry," Huo Jinyao stabilized his driving, but didn't forget to give Su Qingsang a glance.

"I will not only prove to you that these won't last a year, also that my health is excellent. You need not worry about me."

Su Qingsang was stunned. Seeing the excited look on Huo Jinyao's face, she wanted to cry but failed to shed any tears.

"Huo Jinyao, I believe you. You don't have to prove it to me."

"No, I need to prove it to you."

"Huo Jinyao…"

"Don't worry, I'll make you happy."

Hearing him emphasizing the word 'happy', Su Qingsang felt a headache start.

She wasn't worried that he might not be able to 'make her happy'. She was simply worried about her own waist.

…

Back home, Huo Jinyao spent the entire night fully proving to Su Qingsang that he had strong stamina and excellent health.

Su Qingsang wasn't as energetic as he was. She woke up to find that her whole body was limp, without any strength at all.

In the hospital, her pale face even caused Director Chen's concern.

"Qingsang, you must be exhausted after yesterday. Would you like a day off?"

"No, I'm good." She wasn't exhausted by her job!

"Don't push yourself too hard," Director Chen had seen that Weibo post too. "You are the prettiest doctor in our hospital. You are the face of our gynecology and obstetrics department. Do take good care of yourself."

"Director Chen, you are too kind."

Director Chen waved the medical records in her hand and then walked out.

Even though the Weibo post was no longer viral, as many patients came to see Su Qingsang today as yesterday.

Su Qingsang even had to finish lunch in her office. She only had five minutes for lunch break.

Finally, she got through the morning. Fewer patients came to her in the afternoon. Among them, she saw a familiar face.

Li Rongrong was more than four months pregnant already. She had already started to show a baby bump.

She came into the clinic alone, looking very ill. Her face was ghastly pale.

Su Qingsang was stunned a little when she saw her. She didn't forget why that woman made a scene in the hospital earlier.

Still, she needed to do what a doctor should do.

"We need to give you a b-ultrasound scan first, then a regular check-up. When was your last menstrual period?"

"Doctor Su, didn't you ask me the same question last time?"

Li Rongrong didn't seem to be able to answer the question at all. She held her belly with one hand, with a panicking, protective gesture.

"Did you bring your medical record?"

"No."

"So, answer the question once again."

"I forgot. Isn't that your job to keep records for patients?"

"Yes, it is. Please go and pay your medical bill now, and then we'll start with the check-up."

Li Rongrong didn't take over the fee bill form Su Qingsang's hand but held her belly with one hand with a painful look on her face.

"My stomach is aching. I can't move."

"Which part is aching? Get up and let me take a look."

"It's aching everywhere. The entire stomach is aching…"

Su Qingsang carefully observed her face. She couldn't tell if the woman was really suffering a stomachache, or if she was faking it. Still, she reached out to help Li Rongrong.

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