Perhaps to make me give up completely, Lyu Juncheng actually suggested going to the hospital for another check-up, which made me fully trust him.
However, when the results came out, Lyu Juncheng had no issues, but I had some inflammation; the doctor advised me to watch my diet and even prescribed some medication.
Lyu Juncheng, as always, didn’t blame me, just said to wait a little longer, that it would surely happen, but this wait lasted a lifetime.
If I hadn’t run into the former doctor from the Mechanical Factory hospital at the hospital, and remembered that I left my umbrella there after we parted, I wouldn’t have heard what he was saying to his senior.
Only then did I realize that it wasn’t me who was infertile, but that Lyu Juncheng had plotted from the start. And the doctor who helped Lyu Juncheng with the vasectomy was precisely this doctor’s senior.
I rushed to confront Lyu Juncheng in anger, never expecting that scum would not have the slightest guilt, instead he said, "It’s your own stupidity, what’s it got to do with me?"
I went at Lyu Juncheng like a madwoman, but already sick and weak, plus the physical strength gap between men and women, he pushed me hard and I fell down the stairs.
Thinking back to the day I woke up reborn, the sympathy in Doctor Li’s eyes, and the conversation I overheard outside the doctor’s duty room later, everything proved that Doctor Li knew from the beginning, yet watched coldly as I lived in misery.
But now that I think about it, I was foolish to death, what reason do I have to hate others, whether it’s his senior or him, they were just doing what a doctor should do.
Ye Silai seemed to sense Yu Xinyan’s emotional change: "Sister, what’s wrong?"
Yu Xinyan quickly gathered her thoughts after hearing the question: "Nothing, are we going straight home now?"
Ye Silai nodded: "Yes."
The two of them chatted sporadically as they walked home, thinking about the child sent to the hospital yesterday: "How’s your brother?"
Ye Silai smiled faintly when Yu Xinyan asked about his brother: "He’s fine now, but he’s still in the hospital. Uncle said, in the afternoon, I’ll have to trouble sister to bring him home."
Yu Xinyan understood and couldn’t blame Director He for being so anxious to find someone.
Soon, the two of them reached home.
He Jinxuan had been allocated this compound with three main rooms, which was considered spacious accommodation in the staff housing, indicating that his rank at retirement must not have been low.
The yard, like most people’s homes, was surrounded by a waist-high wooden fence.
Ye Silai led her into the yard and pointed to the room on the west side: "Sister, Uncle said you should stay in that room."
Yu Xinyan followed Ye Silai into the room, which was cleaned very well. A kang was built inside, but it was obvious that this was newly constructed, probably meant for the two nephews.
Ye Silai timely explained: "Sister, Uncle had someone build this kang anew."
Yu Xinyan was very satisfied with this room, opened the bundle, took out the previously half-dry clothes, and hung them outside again. Without tidying up anything else, she said to Ye Silai: "It’s getting late, let’s start cooking first."
The little guy led Yu Xinyan to the kitchen, acting like a little adult, informing her of the places where things were stored at home.
But upon seeing the place where the grain was stored, his expression turned stern: "A lot of the grain is missing, it must have been stolen by Niqiu’s mother."
Now it’s clear, no wonder the little guy changed his face.