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Chapter 0183 Double Happiness



Chapter 0183 Double Happiness

Located in the city center, it is the most prestigious wedding dress customization center in City A.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on the huge dressing mirror.

Wen Ning stood in front of the mirror.

She was wearing a heavily embellished wedding dress, hand-sewn by a top French designer over three months.

The skirt spread out like layers of surging waves.

The waist features a classic French corset design, which accentuates her already slender waist, making it appear incredibly delicate.

Jiang Ci sat on the velvet sofa outside.

Through the semi-transparent gauze curtain, I could vaguely see that graceful figure.

A faint smile played on his lips.

In a few days, she will wear this wedding dress and rightfully become his wife.

"Ms. Wen, it's a little tight here, please take a breath."

The designer carefully adjusted the waist straps.

Wen Ning did as instructed and took a deep breath.

however.

In that very instant.

A strong feeling of nausea surged up from my stomach without warning.

It rushes straight to the throat.

"Hmm!"

Wen Ning's face turned pale.

She shoved the designer aside, lifted the heavy hem of her skirt, and stumbled into the adjacent private restroom.

"vomit--"

A violent retching sound came from inside.

Jiang Ci, standing outside, froze instantly with a smile.

He suddenly stood up, dropping the magazine in his hand to the ground.

The psychogenic fainting three years ago, and the way she looked weak and pale as she collapsed in the rain.

It was like a bolt of lightning, striking his nerves instantly.

Severe post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) strikes instantly at this moment.

"Ningning!"

Jiang Ci rushed into the bathroom.

Seeing Wen Ning leaning against the edge of the sink, her eyes red from vomiting, and tears welling up in her eyes.

Jiang Ci's face instantly turned even paler than hers.

Without saying a word.

He simply grabbed a large shawl and wrapped it around her, then bent down and picked her up horizontally.

"Jiang Ci... I'm fine, I just feel a little nauseous..."

Wen Ning leaned weakly against his chest.

Jiang Ci wouldn't listen to a word.

He carried her and strode out of the bridal shop.

He yelled at the terrified driver:

"To the Third Municipal Hospital! Immediately! Quickly!"

……

The Third Municipal Hospital, VIP Emergency Room.

The atmosphere in the corridor was so heavy it felt like it was frozen.

Jiang Ci paced back and forth in the corridor like a restless, trapped beast.

He wasn't wearing a suit jacket, and the cuffs of his shirt were haphazardly rolled up.

Every time I close my eyes, I see Wen Ning looking pale and retching.

Are you too tired from preparing for the wedding?

Or perhaps her health simply wasn't fully recovered?

He was so frustrated he wanted to slap himself a few times.

He should have known better than to have such a grand wedding. As long as she's healthy, he would be happy to just get a marriage certificate.

"General Manager Jiang."

The head of the emergency department came out with a stack of lab reports.

Jiang Ci rushed over and grabbed the director's arm.

"How is she? Is it a stomach problem? Or a heart problem?"

His voice was tense, revealing obvious panic.

The old director looked at the almost man-eating CEO in front of him and pushed up his reading glasses.

Suddenly, he laughed.

"President Jiang, please don't be nervous."

The director handed over the test results, his tone relaxed and even somewhat teasing.

"No need to go to the emergency room, and no need to worry about your heart."

"Please take your wife to the obstetrics and gynecology department on the third floor to register her medical history."

Jiang Ci was stunned.

He looked at the director, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he couldn't understand Chinese.

"What...subject?"

"Obstetrics and Gynecology".

The doctor smiled and pointed to the HCG level on the lab report.

"Congratulations, Mr. Jiang. Your wife is pregnant. According to the pregnancy test results, she is already six weeks along."

Time stopped at that moment.

Jiang Ci stood in the middle of the corridor.

He held the thin lab report in his hand.

His brain just shut down.

Six weeks?

Pregnant?

These two words spun wildly in his mind, but he couldn't piece together a complete logic from them.

He just stood there, frozen in place.

It looks like a statue struck by lightning.

A full minute passed.

……

One minute later.

The crashed system has finally been successfully restarted.

A massive, overwhelming ecstasy instantly engulfed Jiang Ci like a tsunami.

He pushed open the emergency room door and rushed inside.

Wen Ning was sitting on the hospital bed, holding a glass of warm water in her hands.

The nurse just told her the good news.

She was still a little dazed, touching her flat stomach and feeling incredulous.

Hearing the noise, she looked up.

Jiang Ci rushed to the bedside.

He wanted to pull her into his arms and kiss her passionately.

but.

Just as his hands were about to touch her, he stopped abruptly, as if he had been electrocuted.

He didn't dare to hug her.

He looked at her flat belly, afraid that he might use too much force and hurt the fragile little life inside.

That ruthless and decisive business tycoon, always calm and restrained.

At this moment, I feel like a helpless child.

He excitedly spun around in front of the hospital bed.

It spun around twice in place, then stopped.

He squatted by the bed and looked up at Wen Ning.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her eyes were filled with glistening tears.

"Ningning..."

His voice trembled so badly it sounded completely foolish.

"Am I going to be a dad?"

"Really? I'm really going to be a dad?"

Wen Ning couldn't help but chuckle at his silly expression.

Tears streamed down my face.

She nodded.

"Yes, you're going to be a dad."

Jiang Ci suddenly stood up.

He took out his phone, and his fingers trembled as he tried to unlock it three times before he finally succeeded.

He dialed the phone number of Uncle Fu, the housekeeper of the old house.

"Uncle Fu! It's me! Arrange for someone to go to the cemetery tomorrow!"

"Yes! I want to tell Grandpa myself! I'm going to be a dad! Ningning is pregnant!"

After hanging up the phone, he immediately called Jiang's parents.

"Dad! Mom! I'm going to be a dad!"

"Six weeks! You're going to be grandparents!"

President Jiang is always very sparing with words.

I'm rambling incoherently right now.

He wished he could grab a megaphone and announce his happiness to the whole world.

……

evening.

The Maybach was driving back to Jinxiuyuan.

The evening rush hour in City A is always congested, but this car was moving at an appallingly slow speed.

30 yards.

It can't go any faster.

The cars behind honked impatiently.

Normally, Jiang Ci would have already stepped on the gas and left them far behind.

But today, he turns a deaf ear.

He drove extremely smoothly, as if afraid of encountering even the slightest bump.

Wen Ning sat in the passenger seat, looking at his tense expression, and felt both amused and helpless.

"Jiang Ci, drive faster, there's a long line of cars stuck behind us."

"I'm fine. The doctor said the pregnancy is very stable."

"no."

Jiang Ci resolutely refused, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

"The first three months are the most dangerous; there can be no mistakes."

Wen Ning sighed helplessly and leaned back in her chair.

Jiang Ci held the steering wheel firmly with one hand.

With his other hand, he reached over the center armrest and extended it.

Extremely gently and carefully.

It covered Wen Ning's still flat stomach.

Through the thin fabric.

Feel the miracles that are being created there.

That's his bloodline.

It is the continuation of his and her love.

Jiang Ci turned his head and glanced at Wen Ning.

The last rays of the setting sun shone on them.

He squeezed her hand.


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