A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 121: Will He Keep the Child?

His dark eyes fixed on the ultrasound report in his hand, he asked again, "What did you say?"

Dr. Qiao, startled by his reaction, answered reflexively, "Your wife is pregnant."

"It’s only been three weeks since the conception. Today, Miss Shen participated heavily in Shen Huai’s emergency surgery, and now there are signs of a threatened miscarriage."

"She needs to rest in bed for the next few days."

Three weeks...

Fu Yanhe’s expression darkened slightly, a hint of bitterness flashing in his eyes.

According to the timing, Shen Yanhe had married into the Fu Family a bit over a month ago, and she had been intimate with him a month prior.

The child in her belly was undeniably his.

After Dr. Qiao finished speaking, he noticed that Fu Yanhe’s expression had sunk, with no joy visible on his face at learning he was going to be a father.

He felt a pang in his heart, realizing that Fu Yanhe might not have been looking forward to the child.

But he was just a doctor and had no place to make comments in front of Fu Yanhe.

Fu Yanhe closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the obscurity in his gaze had completely dissipated, "Thank you, Dr. Qiao, you’ve had a long day. You should go home and rest as well."

"As for the matter of my wife’s pregnancy, please keep it confidential for me."

Dr. Qiao was surprised, "Can’t even Miss Shen know?"

Fu Yanhe slightly lowered his gaze to look at the girl lying on the bed, pale and with eyes tightly shut, "I will tell her myself."

Hearing this, Dr. Qiao didn’t know what else to say; he could only nod his head. After a few more words on precautions, he gathered the medical reports and left the hospital room.

Only Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe remained in the hospital room.

Fu Yanhe maneuvered the wheelchair to the side of the bed, his complexion complex as he gazed at the girl lying on the bed, his dark eyes settling on her flat belly.

This was the girl who had stirred his heart.

His girl, now carrying a new member for their family.

He never imagined that in his lifetime, he would become a father again.

But...

The current situation in the Fu Family was still unclear, and at the time he had been intimate with Shen Yanhe, he had been poisoned...

Fu Yanhe lowered his gaze, extending his hand to gently stroke the girl’s still flat belly through the blanket, a bitter taste rising in his throat.

This child had come at an inconvenient time.

Before Fu Yanhe could withdraw his hand, the girl lying on the bed, Shen Yanhe, fluttered her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.

Their gazes directly met.

Shen Yanhe looked bewildered, clearly not fully awake yet.

Fu Yanhe paused his motion but naturally took his hand back, "Awake? Are you feeling discomfort anywhere else?"

"I’m okay," Shen Yanhe slowly replied, propping herself up on the bed and leaning against the pillow.

One hand touched her somewhat painful stomach, her moist tongue licking her dry lips, "I’m just hungry."

"I just asked Si Fang to prepare a nutritious meal from Sufang Zhai; it should be ready in a moment," Fu Yanhe pressed a button on the side of the bed to adjust the headrest’s height.

Shen Yanhe nodded sulkily, her hand unconsciously rubbing her painful belly, puzzled in her thoughts.

Strange, she hadn’t gotten her period yet.

Why was her lower abdomen feeling so uncomfortable?

A fleeting thought crossed Shen Yanhe’s mind, causing her to pause.

Wait, her period this month seemed... not to have come yet.

If her period was this late, it was either a disturbance in her menstrual cycle.

Or...

She was pregnant.

Fu Yanhe noticed Shen Yanhe’s distant expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke, "Dr. Qiao said you have quite a few minor issues with your health."

Shen Yanhe snapped back to reality, "Huh?"

"Not only do you have low blood sugar and low blood pressure, but your body also lacks vigor. You need to rest more in the future."

Shen Yanhe nodded seriously, "Don’t worry, I will rest well and take good care of myself."

The fingers hidden under the quilt silently touched her own pulse.

The moment she touched it, the pulse was smooth as pearl, flowing very fluently, sensation rolling from the wrist to the thumb.

It was a very typical pregnancy pulse.

Shen Yanhe’s pupils constricted slightly, and her mind buzzed, blank for a moment as a sense of indescribable joy suddenly rose in her heart.

Was she... pregnant?

No, maybe she was mistaken in her pulse reading.

Shen Yanhe suppressed the complexity and joy in her heart, straining to maintain a calm demeanor.

When she felt a bit better, she planned to buy a pregnancy test and then visit the hospital for confirmation.

She subconsciously glanced at Fu Yanhe and quickly shifted her gaze back, her lips dry.

If it was true.

Would Fu Yanhe keep the baby?

Fu Yanhe precisely caught Shen Yanhe’s glance, his eyes slightly downcast, his hand on his knee exerting a bit of force, causing a few wrinkles to form on the smooth fabric of his suit pants.

The couple, each preoccupied with their thoughts, suddenly brought a quietness to the hospital room, the atmosphere turning a bit somber.

Unable to stand the oppressive silence, Shen Yanhe was the first to speak, "By the way, how is grandma doing?"

"Did Dr. Qiao find out the cause of Shen Huai’s shock?"

"Grandma is fine, just a bit startled, which caused emotional fluctuations and led to her fainting," Fu Yanhe’s voice was calm, betraying no emotion.

"While you were unconscious, grandma woke up and was waiting outside the intensive care unit for Shen Huai."

Shen Yanhe’s heart settled, her eyes looking at Fu Yanhe filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, Yanhe."

She was sincerely thankful to him.

If it weren’t for him today, she might not have been able to handle everything so smoothly.

Fu Yanhe was silent for a moment, the look in his dark eyes mixed with helplessness as he sighed, "I’ve told you several times not to thank me, yet you never remember."

Shen Yanhe blinked her feline eyes, feigning innocence.

Fu Yanhe looked at her innocent expression, helpless.

Never mind.

She was fine anyway.

"Dr. Qiao is still investigating the cause, but..."

Fu Yanhe spoke softly, "I have caught someone who might be related to Shen Huai’s shock."

Shen Yanhe immediately sat upright, her delicate pale face suddenly turned cold, and she made a move to get out of bed, "Where is that person?"

Before she could swing her legs off the bed, a cool hand reached out from the side and firmly grasped her ankle.

Shen Yanhe instinctively struggled lightly, "Let go."

"Go back and lie down." Fu Yanhe’s dark eyes looked at Shen Yanhe sternly, his expression cold as he commanded, "Don’t you realize what condition your body is in now?"

Shen Yanhe shrank her neck after being scolded, timidly lying back down, but she retorted, "I’m alright! My head isn’t dizzy anymore!"

Half-leaning on the pillow, her moist cat eyes looked at him eagerly, her hands clasped together in a pleading gesture, "Please, let me meet that person."

"I really want to find the culprit. If not for her, Shen Huai wouldn’t have suffered so much."

Fu Yanhe’s face was stern, but his heart softened.

However, regarding her health,

looking at Shen Yanhe’s dewy eyes pleading, his hand clenched slightly, and he finally compromised,

"After you finish your meal, I will have someone bring her here."

Shen Yanhe’s eyes brightened, "It’s a promise then!"