Lu Jing’s previously dangling heart finally settled down.
His hand unconsciously stroked his stomach lightly.
In a little while, there should be fetal movement.
"It’s past ten o’clock, aren’t you going back to work?"
"No rush, I took the day off."
He knew he wouldn’t be able to go back and surely must have informed his workplace in advance.
Of course, if there were any emergencies, he would have to rush back.
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Lu Jing didn’t need to worry anymore:
"Then why are you staying here? I still have work."
There’s still an hour and a half until the end of the shift.
Are you just going to wait here the entire time?
"You go ahead to work, I’ll step out for a bit."
"Don’t worry, I won’t cause you trouble."
Hearing this, Lu Jing obediently kept quiet and didn’t ask any further.
Just then, another patient came in.
Jiang Ye took the elevator up to the rooftop.
Only when blasts of cold wind, sharp as blades, hit his face did he finally come to his senses.
He was going to be a father!
This feeling, only the person experiencing it can truly understand; others can’t.
He even vented by doing a set of military boxing in the cold wind.
However, it really did feel quite relieving, and he felt much calmer.
He probably spent about twenty minutes on the rooftop before he went back down.
This time, he went straight to the dean’s office.
Which scared the dean:
"Young Master Jiang?"
He sprang up from his chair, already sweating on his forehead.
Jiang Ye glanced at him and slowly spoke:
"Don’t worry, I’m not here to pick a fight."
So no need to be so scared.
How could he possibly pick a fight now, on such a joyful day?
"So... what brings Young Master Jiang here?"
Even though he said he wasn’t picking a fight, his heart was still pounding with fear.
Jiang Ye casually sat on the sofa next to him, crossed his legs, and tugged at his sleeve:
"What rules and regulations does the hospital have for medical staff?" he asked.
"There are quite a few, Young Master Jiang, which aspect are you referring to?"
Are you sure you’re not looking for trouble?
The dean was mentally disarrayed, thinking carefully if anything had happened these past few days.
Could it be something that hasn’t been reported yet?
Ever since Jiang Ye forcefully kicked the previous shareholder out of the board a while back, his reputation had already spread among the hospital’s upper echelons.
Who wouldn’t be afraid?
To so easily dismiss such a major shareholder, without any effort.
And if it were other people in the hospital, wouldn’t it be even easier?
Who wouldn’t worry about their job security?
Jiang Ye tilted his head, staring straight at the dean:
Huh? Maternity leave?
The dean immediately understood and instantly shivered:
"Is Dr. Xiao Lu pregnant?"
Jiang Ye certainly wouldn’t deny it, and for a moment, the dean smiled:
"Young Master Jiang, congratulations!"
Hearing this felicitation, a trace of ease appeared on Jiang Ye’s face:
The dean started formally and systematically explaining some of the hospital’s key policies.
Of course, carefully not to dawdle or create trouble.
The hospital’s regulations were indeed similar to what Lu Jing had said before; unless one’s health was truly poor, they generally worked up until the day of delivery.
This benefitted both the mother and the baby, thought of as a form of physical exercise.