Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 222 - 170 Good Son-in-law_2

Chapter 222: Chapter 170 Good Son-in-law_2

After being scolded, he went back and checked the medical record, and indeed, it was clearly marked: fourteen weeks gestational, traumatic miscarriage...

He wasn’t too clear about what a traumatic miscarriage was, but according to the doctor’s scolding, if he didn’t understand what a traumatic miscarriage meant, he might as well be considered a complete fool.

He didn’t say anything at the time and accompanied her out of the hospital.

During the time she needed to rest and recuperate, he did not speak a word, simply taking meticulous care of her, and she also showed unprecedented tenderness, everything seemed very beautiful...

Only he knew best, the towering waves hidden deep within his heart.

At the first opportunity when she had fully recovered, he laid his cards on the table with her.

She didn’t deny it, saying that he left her at home and she was just too lonely, Danny was so tender and kind to her...

Then, he moved out of that house.

She went to Danny’s place...

That time, her hospital bed also faced the nurses’ station, only the nurse behind the counter had blue eyes.

The same scene brought surging memories to the surface, he closed his eyes and sighed, struggling to suppress the gloom in his heart, while also silently chiding himself. They were already engaged, so why he was still thinking about things that had long passed?

"Here, you can rest your leg on this," the young nurse said, her face flushed as she carried over a chair for him, and also handed him a blanket. He was startled, then realized he had been staring directly at her, probably causing a misunderstanding.

Alas, he was facing away from Lin Baohe, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable, but he hadn’t expected that invoking such memories would lead to a misunderstanding with the young nurse. And this wasn’t something he could explain; he could only gesture with his hand, placing the blanket on the chair and signaling her to take it away.

The nurse’s cheeks reddened even more, and in a hushed voice she said, "Go... go ahead and use it. It’s too tiring to sit like this all night. I’m on duty, so I won’t need it." She didn’t wait for Zhou Mikang to decline again and hurriedly ran out.

The room was quiet, and although the nurse spoke softly, everyone who was awake heard her clearly.

The caregivers at bed two and three couldn’t sleep, and their glances towards Zhou Mikang were filled with teasing; they knew the relation between Zhou Mikang and the couple occupying the bed.

They hadn’t talked in detail, but they had vaguely understood from the conversations that the family’s daughter had managed to catch a high branch by joining the military. Honestly, the women from bed two and three were envious.

They weren’t sure about the future son-in-law’s family circumstances, but seeing how devoted he was as a son-in-law, it was indeed rare to find someone like that. If their own daughters could find such a husband who is considerate and respects their parents, that would be wonderful.

After returning to her seat, the nurse who brought the blanket was poked incessantly by another duty nurse asking, "Xiao Yan, what did he say to you? Are we about to get wedding candy soon?"

"Stop it!" Xiao Yan shot her a look, "I only gave him the chair and blanket so he would stop staring at me. What are you thinking about?"

"Really? Then why is your face so red?"

"I’m hot," Xiao Yan said as she fanned herself, "It’s already June, too hot. Jiang Ming, aren’t you hot? Ah, you’re wearing less, I’ve put on too much. Not good, tomorrow I should wear less..."

Jiang Ming cut her off: "Enough! Why make up so many excuses? People only look for excuses when they feel guilty.

What kind of hot are you? Look," she said as she grabbed Xiao Yan’s hand to feel it, "Your hand is chilly, and you’re talking about being hot. You’re even saying you’ve put on too much by wearing a single layer. I’m still wearing my autumn clothes inside, and you can’t even lie properly!"

"If it weren’t for fear of you overthinking, would I need to lie?" Xiao Yan replied, yet she couldn’t help but lower her voice, "Are you sure, he’s their son?"

"He calls them mom and dad, could that be fake?"

"Are you sure, the daughter in bed one is Director Jing’s girlfriend?"

"If she wasn’t Director Jing’s girlfriend, could they let the family members of bed one rest in his lounge? Would he be so nervous about bed one’s surgery? When have you ever seen Director Jing perform such minor surgery?"

"That makes sense," Xiao Yan nodded along, "If that’s the case, a girl from the countryside wouldn’t be unacceptable, right?"

"Are you convincing me or yourself?" Jiang Ming leaned on the nurses’ station with a smirk. "If he was staring at me, I wouldn’t hesitate at all.

Being in-laws with Doctor Jing, worried about changing the countryside to a city? Moreover, he’s a soldier, looking at his age, he must be around twenty-five or twenty-six, which means he must have already transitioned to be a career soldier. With the Jing family’s help, it shouldn’t be an issue to stay here.

There’s just you as a daughter in your family, and it might be difficult to find a city man to marry into your family. If you don’t seize this opportunity, you’ll definitely regret it."

Xiao Yan didn’t make another sound, but from her expression, it was clear that she had taken Jiang Ming’s words to heart. She sneaked a glance at Zhou Mikang, but noticed he was already facing away from her. The chair she provided was placed by the door, and the blanket was still neatly laid on it.

How could this man behave this way!

Xiao Yan bit her lip, her expression growing a bit unsightly.

Jiang Ming followed her gaze and let out a stifled laugh: "You’re such a fool. If he really used your blanket, that’s when you should be angry. A man not casually using a woman’s things signifies something, doesn’t it? Think about it."

"Loyalty?" Xiao Yan’s eyes brightened.

Jiang Ming shrugged: "You said it, not me. Without investigation, there’s no right to speak. I’m not about to reassure you of that."

Xiao Yan poked her in annoyance: "You’re so mean, it was you who started this topic."

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