How I Became The Devil's Last and Only Love
Chapter 76: Reincarnation Is a Skillful Art

Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Reincarnation Is a Skillful Art

He Tingchen took Fang Anning to the hospital for a checkup.

In Fang Anning’s mind, visiting a hospital meant coming early, registering, and queuing, a series of procedures that would take at least an hour or two before it was their turn.

However, He Tingchen was not in any hurry, not rising early in the morning, and keeping to his usual routine.

She couldn’t help but urge him several times, but He Tingchen ignored her.

During breakfast, he ate leisurely, which made Fang Anning so anxious she felt like her hair would turn white.

"Mr. He, I’m not trying to rush you. But can you speed it up a bit? It will be too late to go to the hospital if we delay any further. We probably won’t be able to get in line this morning at this rate."

Fang Anning really couldn’t hold back, and gently reminded He Tingchen.

Only then did He Tingchen put down his cutlery, wiped the corners of his mouth, and stood up saying, "Let’s go!"

Fang Anning breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly stood up, and asked Mrs. Chen to take the prepared cup and food.

Since she was going for a checkup, she needed to be fasting.

She didn’t know when her turn would come, so she had Mrs. Chen pack some bread just in case she got too hungry after the checkup and needed something to hold her over.

Of course, Mrs. Chen had no idea that was her plan.

She thought she just liked the bread from home and wanted to bring some.

"This isn’t the way to the First People’s Hospital."

Fang Anning noticed the direction the car was heading and couldn’t help but frown.

"We’re not going there," the man replied.

"Are we going to the Second People’s Hospital then? But I heard that the gynecology department is better at the First People’s Hospital," Fang Anning softly reminded.

The man didn’t respond to her, but shut his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Fang Anning pouted, noticing that he shut his eyes whenever he didn’t want to talk. Did he think that if he couldn’t see anything, the world would quiet down?

"Holy Light Hospital?"

Soon the car drove into a hospital, Fang Anning saw the hospital’s sign from inside the car and couldn’t help but cry out in surprise.

The car quickly stopped, and someone was already there to open the door for them.

He Tingchen got out first, then extended his hand to help Fang Anning.

Holding his hand, she got out and looked at the hospital then whispered to He Tingchen, "Are we getting the checkup here? This is a private hospital, I heard it’s very expensive... Never mind, forget I said anything."

She meant to say it was expensive, but she stopped herself when she remembered He Tingchen’s status.

For someone like He Tingchen, what’s a trivial amount of money?

She figured she was also privileged to have the chance to come to this hospital for a checkup.

She heard that those who come here to give birth are either wealthy or high-profile, including many celebrities who choose this place over going abroad. But one must book their appointment way ahead, otherwise they couldn’t possibly secure an appointment.

She wondered if they could just show up spontaneously and if He Tingchen could use his status to get her a spot.

"You are here, Dr. Chen has been waiting inside."

Escorted by bodyguards, they entered, and immediately a few nurses came over. The lead one hurriedly greeted He Tingchen respectfully and then led them on.

Fang Anning was stunned; there was no need to cut in line, the doctor was actually waiting for her.

She had not anticipated that He Tingchen had such clout that even the hospital would cater to his needs.

Soon after the checkup was done, the doctor held the ultrasound and other test results while explaining to her and He Tingchen.

"Four weeks pregnant, the baby is very healthy. The mother’s health is also very good. You just need to come on time for regular checkups and eat some nutritious foods."

"Is there anything in particular we should pay attention to in her diet?" He Tingchen asked in a low voice.

The doctor smiled and said, "We advocate for catering to the pregnant woman’s taste preferences, as each one has different responses and tastes during pregnancy; it can’t be generalized."

"When will her morning sickness get better?" the man asked again.

The doctor said, "I have asked Mrs. He, and her condition is quite good. Generally, the morning sickness will alleviate after four months. It’s still best to keep the diet light during this period."

"Alright," the man nodded.

Fang Anning hurriedly thanked the doctor: "Thank you, it must have been hard."

"Mrs. He is too polite," the doctor said with a smile.

Fang Anning smiled.

After leaving with He Tingchen, she couldn’t help but sigh, "This is truly the nicest and kindest doctor I have ever met, indeed from a famous hospital. Are we going to do all our check-ups here in the future?"

The man ignored her.

At that moment, a man in a white coat, accompanied by a team, came over and bowed deeply to He Tingchen.

"President, hello."

He Tingchen nodded slightly.

The middle-aged man leading the group took out a document and respectfully said to He Tingchen, "President, this is the application for the purchase of equipment, please sign here."

The man coldly said, "Mr. Lu, have you lost your mind? Today I am here to accompany my wife for prenatal care, not to work. If you need my signature, send it to headquarters and give it to my secretary."

Mr. Lu’s face stiffened, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He quickly bowed his head and said in fear, "I apologize, President, I was negligent. Please forgive my impertinence."

"Make sure it does not happen again."

The man coldly finished speaking and left, holding Fang Anning’s hand.

Mr. Lu breathed a long sigh of relief after they walked away and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He thought that with Mrs. He’s pregnancy, the president might be more gentle, so he seized the opportunity to try to get the document signed quickly.

Unexpectedly, the president was as cold and precise as ever.

It appears he had to personally make a trip to the company headquarters himself.

"This Mr. Lu calls you president, could it be that this hospital also belongs to He Group?"

Fang Anning was led by He Tingchen, and considering Mr. Lu’s attitude towards the man earlier, she quickly figured out something.

Indeed, the man did not deny her analysis.

Fang Anning covered her mouth with her other hand in surprise, wondering just how vast the He Group’s assets were to even own such a renowned private hospital.

"I didn’t expect you to be this wealthy."

"What is it?"

Upon hearing her sigh, the man couldn’t help but stop and furrow his eyebrows.

Fang Anning smiled and touched her belly saying, "It’s nothing, just thinking that being born well really is an art. Being born into the right family makes all the difference, winning at the starting line."

"But being the child of He Tingchen comes with a lot of burdens too," the man said coldly.

Fang Anning jokingly said, "That’s just the moan of a wealthy person. Don’t the children of the non-wealthy also carry burdens? Of course, wealthy people have many worries, like ideals, life, all sorts of things. Meanwhile, the worries of the non-wealthy boil down to one: lack of money. But I think, many would prefer to have the former problems."

"Are you very afraid of being without money?" the man asked.

Fang Anning nodded, "Of course, life is really difficult without money."

"Just give birth to this child well, and I will give you a large sum of money," the man promised.

"That... let’s talk about money later, could we get something for your child to eat first? He’s hungry."

Fang Anning touched her belly and chuckled.

At that moment, her stomach cooperatively rumbled twice.