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"Wait—"
Yan Jinhao hurriedly spoke up to stop her, his movements fluid like drifting clouds and flowing water. He naturally took the metal cup from her hand, refilled it with a small half cup of hot water, handed it to her, and then awkwardly explained:
"Little sister, you’re pregnant. It’s not good for your body to drink cold water."
After saying this, Yan Jinhao cautiously glanced at her, relieved to see no sign of disgust on her face, before shyly scratching the back of his head.
She really isn’t ignoring him! And she didn’t throw the cup at him!
Yan Jinhao felt like crying seeing his little sister’s reaction.
A man in his twenties, tall and sturdy, would cautiously sneak peeks at the pregnant woman half-lying on the bed; his expression could only be described as humble and eager to please.
Zhang Shan Ni saw this and silently nodded in agreement, thinking: It’s all because my own man isn’t around. If he were here, he would never let me drink cold water.
As for the elders at home, she had forbidden her husband from telling them.
It was a family embarrassment after all. Besides, the health of the elderly had only just started to improve; she couldn’t worry them needlessly.
Zhang Shan Ni drank a small half cup and finally felt some relief in her throat, but... now she felt like her whole being was in discomfort—there’s an urgency that everyone experiences!
Wuwuwu, husband, where are you? Come back quickly, your wife is about to burst!
Zhang Shan Ni felt the pressure on her bladder and glanced at Yan Jinhao’s tall figure, hesitating in her mind: Should she ask this close brother-in-law for help?
Even though he was indeed her close brother-in-law, Zhang Shan Ni didn’t know him well. And it was too embarrassing to mention such an urgent need to a man she had only met three times.
The room fell silent all at once.
However, the silence couldn’t last three minutes. Yan Jinhao grew anxious inside, Zhang Shan Ni even more desperate—
"Little sister..." "Um..."
Both spoke at the same time, and due to this overlapping of voices, they looked at each other simultaneously.
When Yan Jinhao saw Zhang Shan Ni’s face turn red with strain, he was shocked, "Little sister, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? I’ll go call for a doctor—"
"Wait, I have an emergency!" Seeing that the man was about to dash out of the ward after speaking, Zhang Shan Ni called out somewhat loudly.
Yan Jinhao paused, then his ears turned red, and he blushed deeply.
He then looked at Zhang Shan Ni’s face, now turning purple from holding it in, and without another word, he took large strides to the bed, picked up his heavily pregnant little sister, and quickly headed to the built-in bathroom. Only after making sure she could stand on her own did he slowly exit and close the door.
Yan Jinhao was now not much better off than Zhang Shan Ni; staring at the bathroom door, he thought to himself, he, he actually carried his little sister!
Even though his little sister was six months pregnant, why did she feel so light?
When Xie Jingchen stepped into the ward, what he saw was his aloof uncle-by-marriage standing by the bathroom, grinning foolishly.
And his wife’s bed was completely empty.
Right away, he realized that his wife was in urgent need.
Thinking of his little wife’s condition, he was immediately alarmed, quickly went to the bathroom, pulled Yan Jinhao aside, and growled, "Get out." freewebnøvel.com
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