"What do you know."

Li Xing's face darkened. Is this son in his family stupid?

How can I talk to myself like this in front of my daughter-in-law?

Don't want his father-in-law's face?

"I don't know anything." Li Qingcang held Ye Tianxin's hand and said to Li Xing, "But at least I won't let others bully my woman. Even if this person is my father or my mother, it's not okay."

"Get out!" Li Xing waved his hand in dismay.

Li Qingcang held Ye Tianxin's hand and left coldly and indifferently.

As for the rigorous practice, do you regret it?

Or liberation?

That's not something Li Qingcang can care about.

After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang went to the Siheyuan where Hua Wuxia was located.

The car parked outside the courtyard. Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang walked into the courtyard. When Hua Wuxia saw Ye Tianxin's walking posture, she immediately understood why Ye Linlang had to ask her to take care of Ye Tianxin's body.

Because, as Ye Tianxin's current physical condition, if she gets pregnant, there is a high possibility of miscarriage.

The process of pregnancy is originally a process of survival of the fittest.

Ten months of pregnancy will experience some unknown risks.

This is a huge physical and mental test for pregnant mothers and fathers.

"Teacher Hua."

Ye Tianxin handed the camellia she bought specially to Hua Wuxia.

Hua Wuxia looked at the beautiful pot of camellia in her arms and said softly, "Sit down, I'll pour you tea."

Hua Wuxia took three teacups of different sizes and shapes and came to Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang.

Although she is not good at seeing menstruation, I can still tell at a glance that Li Qingcang is in good health.

On the contrary, Ye Tianxin's face was a hint of blue, and her face seemed to be covered with a faint slight luster.

"Drink tea first."

These teas are not green tea or black tea in the traditional sense.

It is Hua Wuxia’s own flower tea.

Various dried flowers and tea leaves are combined to form a unique tea tea.

The fragrance of tea and flower fusion and coexist harmoniously, just like the concept of coexistence in the traditional culture of the empire.

"Sweetheart, please reach out to me."

Ye Tianxin obediently extended her arm to Hua Wuxia, and she took Ye Tianxin's pulse with a focused look on her face.

Li Qingcang stood by nervously, afraid that he would miss the most important thing in the blink of an eye.

Hua Wuxia took the pulse on both hands of Ye Tianxin.

She took back her hand and looked at Ye Tianxin with a serious face.

"Sweetheart, do you look down on our traditional medical skills?"

Hua Wuxia's statement was a bit big, and Ye Tianxin quickly explained, "No, I don't look down on traditional medical skills."

"Then I said before that you are in poor health, do you still remember?"

Ye Tianxin nodded hesitantly and said, "Since you said that, I have not been as hard as before. I have been going to bed early and really dared to exercise well."

"Sweetheart, I don't mean to blame you." After Hua Wuxia finished speaking, she glanced at Li Qingcang again.

Li Qingcang's ears were inexplicably red.

"Sweetheart, judging from the current pulse, you may be pregnant!"

What?

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang exclaimed at the same time.

Especially Ye Tianxin, although she always felt that she might be pregnant.

But she felt that she was feeling weak after not being diagnosed for a day.

"I am pregnant?"
Chapter completed!