"The doctor said the last few months are the critical period. Iâve seen you not sleeping well these past nights, so hand over the tasks to them. You can get some rest, and as for the Lin Family, if thereâs anything, let them come to me," he wonât bother with his wifeâs pride.
"Alright, Iâll listen to you."
Lin Chuxia leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, feeling unusually at ease.
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The next day, Qin Yang took a leave from work and specially took Lin Chuxia to the hospital.
In this era, prenatal care wasnât as standardized and frequent as it later became, and there wasnât the concept of building a medical file.
After confirming pregnancy, as long as nothing went wrong, there was almost no need for frequent hospital visits.
Especially in their hometown, many people never went to the hospital from pregnancy to childbirth.
When labor started, they would call the midwife to their home, and many children were born on the heated kang bed.
Even more dramatically, some gave birth directly in the field while working.
This being Lin Chuxiaâs first pregnancy, with no elders around to guide, Mrs. Qin repeatedly reminded them to be cautious once they learned of the pregnancy.
Since finding out Lin Chuxia was pregnant, Qin Yang had crammed a lot about women getting pregnant and giving birth. The more he learned, the more alarmed he became, finding it increasingly treacherous.
So from the beginning, he paid special attention to Lin Chuxia, never neglecting the hospital checkups.
Lin Chuxia could sense his unease, and since this child was something sheâd longed for over two lifetimes, she too sought optimal prenatal care; on this matter, they were in agreement.
Doctor Wang was already an old acquaintance of theirs.
She first inquired about Lin Chuxiaâs recent condition and then used a stethoscope to listen to her abdomen.
Finally, she had her lie on the bed and gently pressed her abdomen with both hands, constantly changing positions.
After the whole set of checks was complete, she smiled faintly, "Mr. Linâs fetus is in good shape, and the child is very healthy. They have already started engaging, and the fetal position looks right. As itâs said, optimal prenatal care depends significantly on the womanâs good health."
Qin Yang and Lin Chuxia both breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly thanked Doctor Wang.
At that moment, another doctorâs voice came from the side, "Have you been doing the exercises I told you? Last time I mentioned your fetal position wasnât correct, and you need to spend time daily on all fours before engagement. Itâs been over half a month now, and thereâs been no change. Have you been following my instructions?"
This examination room had two rooms with two doors, with two gynecologists examining pregnant women.
There was only a curtain separating them.
While Lin Chuxia was being examined, they could hear some movements from the other side.
This situation was quite normal.
Seeing Lin Chuxia being drawn by the voices next door, Doctor Wang spoke a few more words to her, "Your situation is different from hers, so thereâs no need to worry. However, since the baby is moving at any time around this period, it would be best to return for another check-up in about half a month, so we can adjust as necessary."
"If the fetal position is indeed incorrect, can adjusting posture really help?"
Lin Chuxia didnât have any experience with pregnancy or childbirth. In those early years, she was busy with business, and no one talked to her about these things.
Later on, with the advancement of medicine, if the fetal position was incorrect, a C-section was entirely feasible, posing little danger to the mother.
So she was quite curious about the methods used by gynecologists in this era.
For instance, this doctor who just examined her could determine the babyâs position just by feeling her belly.
She tried feeling it herself and couldnât tell anything.
Doctor Wang smiled slightly, "There is certainly reason to it. If you do as the doctor says, most of the time it can be adjusted, though, of course, there are cases where it canât be adjusted, and the labor will be more painful in those situations."
As she finished speaking, a womanâs defiant voice came from the side, "I said I did the posture, but it wonât turn on its own. What can I do? Arenât you doctors supposed to be skilled? Why canât you just adjust it for me?"
"How can you talk like that? The child is in your belly. If you donât listen to the doctor, how can we achieve the desired results? If you donât put in the effort, doctors arenât all-powerful."
"Why am I doing everything myself then? Whatâs the point of having doctors..."
As the voices seemed about to escalate into a quarrel next door, Doctor Wang smiled helplessly at them.
Lin Chuxia understood; doctor-patient relationships have always existed in any era.
Since there was nothing else on their end, they bade farewell to Doctor Wang.
As they stepped out of the examination room, they saw two figures emerging from the other door.
The pregnant woman looked furious, and the man hurriedly supported her, "Be careful, slow down with the baby."
The woman angrily retorted, "Youâre so concerned about the baby; why didnât you say anything when the doctor was speaking? She just keeps telling me to do this and that, yet she canât do anything herself. What kind of doctor is that? I think sheâs incompetent."
"Oh dear, quiet down a bit. You donât want the doctors to hear you. Weâll need to come back to her, you know. Besides, what the doctor said isnât wrong. She told us that the fetal position isnât correct, and youâve been told to be on all fours when you have nothing to do at home, how many times have you done it?"
"Ha, so itâs all on me now? Yang Rui, do you have a conscience? Canât you see how big my belly is? Itâs easy for you all to say this. Why donât you try having a belly this big and getting on all fours? Iâm telling you, I wonât go to her next time. You find me another doctor, or else I wonât have this baby."
"Oh dear, your belly is already so big. How can you say you wonât have it? Fine, fine, Iâll think of a way. Next time, weâll see another doctor..."
The voices of the two faded away, and Lin Chuxia finally withdrew her complex gaze.
Qin Yang asked, "Do you know them?"
Judging from his wifeâs earlier expression, she obviously recognized the couple.
Lin Chuxia gave a cold laugh, "The man is Wang Tianxueâs ex-husband, and that woman was the mistress when he had an affair back then."
Qin Yang naturally knew Wang Tianxue too, and also let out a cold laugh, "What a fool."
How could he not be a fool?
When the couple walked past Lin Chuxia, she almost didnât recognize Yang Rui.
His shirt was crumpled and even had stains on it.
It had only been about two years since sheâd last seen him, and his skin had darkened several shades, with gray hair at the temples.
Clearly, lifeâs pressures were quite significant.
It was said he still hadnât paid off the debt owed to the Department Store, and every day, besides working in the warehouse, he would set up a stall after work.
While Yang Lili, although pregnant, looked very different from before, her outfit suggested she hadnât faced much hardship.
She mocked, "It seems sheâs enjoying herself. Left and right sheâs pampered, and no first wife can compare to genuine love."
In this regard, she really admired Yang Rui.
She remembered the first time she met Yang Rui, he was the head of the procurement department at the Department Store, standing alongside Manager Wang, full of vigor.
It was a world of difference compared to the person theyâd just seen.