Three and a half months later, Jiang Jiusheng signed up for a yoga class for pregnant women. In the first class, he asked his father-to-be to go with him. It was the weekend, and the yoga class was located in a bustling area, and the traffic jam was severe. Even though they left an hour earlier, they were still late.
When we arrived at the practice room, music had already started playing inside. Shi Jin knocked on the door, and after getting a response, he led Jiang Jiusheng and pushed the door in, saying, "Sorry, we're late."
For a moment, many pairs of eyes looked at them.
The yoga teacher is very young, with a quiet demeanor, and a gentle smile: "It's okay, it's only five minutes late, and we haven't started yet."
Shi Jin put down his things, and led Jiang Jiusheng to a spare yoga mat, and she took off the mask.
In the practice room, there were about a dozen parents-to-be, lined up in two rows. Seeing that it was Jiang Jiusheng, she felt fresh, excited and lively, and several expectant mothers couldn't help whispering.
"It's Jiang Jiusheng."
"It's really her!"
Jiang Jiusheng is a popular artist, and most people in the practice room recognize her. She didn't try to hide it, but nodded and said hello graciously.
The yoga teacher turned up the music a bit, clapped his palms to signal everyone to pay attention: "Okay, okay, let's start the class."
The discussion in the practice room fell silent.
The teacher stood at the front with a loudspeaker: "Mother-to-be sit down first." She demonstrated simultaneously, "Let your back against the fitness ball, open your hands, put it on the fitness ball like this, and then straighten your legs..." There were a total of two classes in the morning, with a fifteen-minute break in between. Just as the yoga teacher said 'rest', several young mothers-to-be took paper and pens to Jiang Jiusheng to sign.
"Can you sign it for me?" The mother-to-be had a big stomach, and she couldn't get down when she was practicing yoga.
There are two more who came together.
"And I."
"Me, I want too."
Both are young mothers-to-be, with plain faces, not beautiful, but kind and pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Jiusheng replied with a smile: "Yes."
She took the pen and paper and signed her name squarely.
Some people also came to take a group photo. Jiang Jiusheng has a good temper and agreed to each of them. She doesn't like to smile very much, but when she smiles, she doesn't look cold, gentle and elegant. She doesn't have the airs of an entertainer. , without makeup, the whole person looks soft.
Beautiful and nice.
Several mothers-to-be liked her very much, and she was not so reserved anymore. It was Dr. Shi who was a little afraid to look at her, and would want to change her husband after seeing her.
The heating was not turned on in the practice room, Shi Jin was afraid that she would catch cold after exercising, so she took a coat and put it on for her.
"Are you tired?"
She was sitting on the yoga mat with her hair coiled up, leaning back on the exercise ball, and said lazily, "I'm not tired." On the contrary, she was very comfortable. She was in good physical condition, and the amount of exercise was just to stretch her muscles and bones.
Shi Jin helped her hold that 'fat and cute' exercise ball, and asked her, "Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry either."
He still opened the milk and fed it to her: "Just drink a little to quench your thirst. There is still half a class later, so you can't drink too much."
Jiang Jiusheng nodded, let him hold it, and took a few breaths.
All the mothers-to-be in the room are watching... What to do, I want to change my husband even more.
A expectant mother with a six-month-old belly couldn't hold back, and rolled her eyes at her husband who was eating biscuits: "Look at her husband, and then look at you!"
Her husband stuffed a maternity biscuit in one bite: "What's wrong with me?"
The expectant mother heard that he had no intention of repenting at all, so she burst into anger: "I was six months pregnant and only gained five catties. How about you, you have gained fifteen catties!"
Her husband looked innocent: "Can you blame me?"
The mother-to-be was about to die of anger, and grabbed his arm and said, "You are ashamed to say that you are not to blame, I bought so many pregnant women's biscuits, and you ate them all without taking a few bites!"
The other party hurriedly laughed, and fed the half biscuit in his hand with a playful smile: "All right, all right, I won't eat, I'll give you all to eat."
While talking, he fumbled in his bag, took out a glass jar, and unscrewed it.
The mother-to-be slapped her across the face: "Then you still eat my carrots!"
Immediately, there was laughter in the practice room, and the father-to-be didn't mind, he smiled and coaxed his wife to give him two slices.
The young couple was still laughing, Jiang Jiusheng kept watching intently, Shi Jin brought his face into her line of sight: "What's wrong?"
She was still staring there: "Shi Jin."
"Um?"
She turned her head and looked at Shi Jin: "I want to eat that carrot of hers."
Suddenly I want to eat...
Pregnant woman.
She herself is helpless.
Shi Jin smiled, rubbed her hair, got up and asked for her.
Jiang Jiusheng held him back, struggling, and said, "Forget it." Shi Jin had never done such a thing before, he was educated by a noble gentleman, so going to ask for radishes... a bit embarrassing.
Shi Jin coaxed her with a smile, and took her hand away: "Hey, wait."
Then, he went over there: "Sorry."
The mother-to-be was startled, and closed her voice: "Doctor Shi, Shi." Her husband rolled his eyes on the spot. After three years of marriage, he didn't know that his daughter-in-law could be so refined and delicate. With a soft voice, "What's up?"
Shi Jin was polite and gentle: "My wife wants to try your snacks, can I?"
"Yes!" She hurriedly took the whole jar over, "give her all of it."
"You don't need that much." Shi Jin filled a few pieces with a disposable cup, smiled, "Thank you."
Originally noble and alienated, such a smile is so elegant and profound.
Sure enough, Mo Shangren Ruyu.
"You're welcome." She was about to be dazzled by the stars in Doctor Shi's eyes, and ignored her husband's rolling eyes to the sky, and said, "I don't have enough to eat, so I'll pinch it."
"good."
Shi Jin thanked him again, and went back to Jiang Jiusheng. He asked for a pair of disposable chopsticks, opened them and handed them to her: "The yoga class is not over yet, so I can't eat, so I can only taste a little."
"good."
She tasted a piece, it was sweet and sour, very refreshing, and her stomach felt much more comfortable.
The smell of vinegar was very strong, Shi Jin approached her, sniffed it lightly, and asked her, "Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious." She picked up a piece and fed it to Shi Jin.
Sure enough, it was very sour.
Shi Jin is not very good at eating sour, his brows are wrinkled: "I like it very much?"
Jiang Jiusheng nodded: "Yeah." She ate another piece, "Besides, she won't feel sick." For a while, she threw up whatever she ate, and Shi Jin gave her many anti-emetic folk remedies, but none of them worked.
This radish is rare for her appetite.
"I'll go and ask her how she did it." Shi Jin got up again and passed by, "I'm sorry to bother you again."
The mother-to-be smiled shyly: "It's all right, don't bother me." She handed the jar over, very enthusiastically, "Do you want more?"
Shi Jin shook his head: "My wife likes to eat this very much, can I ask how it is made?"
What a man!
Sure enough, other people's husbands never disappoint.
"This one, it's very simple." She pushed away her husband who was standing in front of her, "Put a jar of white vinegar in a sealed jar, add about four spoonfuls of sugar and one spoonful of salt for every 500ml of vinegar, and then cut the Put the sliced radishes in and soak them overnight. If you like spicy food, you can add more spicy food. When you want to eat it, put it in the refrigerator to freeze it. It is very useful for anti-emetic."
Shi Jin repeated it, and after confirming that he remembered correctly, he said, "Thank you."
Zhilan Yushu, in every word and deed, is worthy of being a gentleman like Lan, even if she puts down her posture for the sake of her wife, she still does not lose a bit of her character and bearing.
The mother-to-be smiled: "You're welcome."
Her husband was so angry that he ate up the whole jar of pickled radishes!
Outside the window, someone stopped and looked into the practice room.
"What are you looking at?"
Tang Yan came from behind and glanced into the window: "Isn't this floor a yoga room?"
This office building is located in the center of the city, with a total of twenty floors. The Hongqiao consulting room occupies two floors. The downstairs is a yoga practice center, and the next floor is a few tea restaurants and coffee shops.
Chang Ming didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward.
Some people can always be found in the crowd without deliberate.
As soon as he arrived at the coffee shop downstairs, his mobile phone rang, greeted Tang Yan, and went outside to answer: "Father."
Father asked, "When are you going back to Mianzhou?"
He leaned against the wall, pulled his tie slightly, and lowered his head: "Quickly."
"Chu Nantian came to me, meaning that his daughter wanted to break off the engagement," his father asked him, his tone was always serious, "What do you think?"
He didn't think about it: "Release it."
"What conditions do you want?" Originally, the marriage between the two families was for profit, and Chu Nantian wanted to terminate it, and of course he had to pay a bargaining chip.
He reached for the lighter in his pocket, played with his palm twice, was silent for a long time, and said, "No need."
My father was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
rub!
The friction wheel of the lighter rolled, rubbing out a cluster of blue-green flames, which reflected into his pupils under the lens, and the faint light danced inside.
He said, "Exactly, I want to get rid of it too."
Father was silent for a long time, and said sharply, "Teng Ming, are you—"
His words were interrupted by him, his brows suddenly sharpened, and his gentle and refined face added a bit of hostility: "Father, I have someone I really want."
His father almost immediately reprimanded in a deep voice: "No!"
He twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled casually: "I have to?"
"Su Jin from Xitang has lived in seclusion for decades because of a woman, and Shi Jin from Zhongnan has also lost his father's half-life family business because of a woman," the father said aggressively on the phone, "Teng Ming, you have to leave Su Is it the old way of the Qin family and the Qin family?"
He didn't say anything, hung up the phone, went to the coffee shop and asked for a cup of the bitterest coffee.
His father, Mr. Teng Xiaoyun, spent half his life trying to teach him to be a ruthless and loveless person, but unfortunately, he was a little bit worse, just a little bit worse, just that one person.
When the fifteen-minute break was almost over, Shi Jin answered a call from the hospital. It was Dr. Cui from the Cardiac Surgery Department.
Shi Jin walked to the back: "Doctor Cui."
Dr. Cui was very anxious on the phone and spoke very quickly: "Doctor Shi, the patient in 407 secretly drank alcohol and has an emergency situation. He may not be able to wait any longer and needs to be operated on immediately."
407 is Shi Jin's patient with a heart tumor. Surgery was originally scheduled for next Tuesday.
Shi Jin frowned, and lowered his voice: "I'm on vacation today."
Dr. Cui stopped talking for a long time, but begged: "Can you come over? The patient is in very bad condition." If you don't come, I'm afraid...
Cardiovascular tumors are special patients.
The situation is very complicated, and the success rate of the operation is too low. Dr. Cui is not sure and dare not operate, and neither do other doctors in the department. This kind of special heart surgery, only sometimes the doctor dares to open the chest, not only because he can save it, but also because he is not afraid of it. It can't be saved.
Shi Jin's voice darkened a bit: "It's not that he doesn't know about his illness, he also drinks too much, and he is not responsible for his own life, why should I take care of it?"
In the words, I got angry.
Dr. Cui seldom sees Shi Jin getting angry. Even when facing unreasonable doctors and family members, he is still neither angry nor angry, neither angry nor happy.
This time, it is true that the patient is irresponsible.
Dr. Cui didn't dare to push others hard: "I'm sorry, Doctor Shi."
Shi Jin hung up the phone.
Jiang Jiusheng came over: "What's wrong?"
He said, "Nothing?" He led her back to her seat.
The yoga teacher stood up, turned on the music again, and called everyone to their seats: "It's time for a break, let's start the second class now."
Just as Jiang Jiusheng sat on the yoga mat, Shi Jin squatted in front of her: "Shengsheng."
"Um?"
He looked at her, was silent for a while, and said, "Sorry, I have to leave first."
He would rarely let her go and leave alone, Jiang Jiusheng could guess a bit: "Is there something wrong with the hospital?"
Shi Jin nodded, and explained to her in a low voice: "There is a patient, I don't go, he probably won't survive."
This is the case with the doctor industry. Sometimes a call from the hospital, no matter where or when, human life is at stake, and priority must be given. When you take a scalpel, you must respect not only your profession, but also your life.
She urged him: "Then you go."
Shi Jin kissed her on the face: "I'm sorry, baby." She was about to be left alone.
She didn't mind, she didn't have any emotions at all, and said with a smile: "You are going to save people, there is nothing to be sorry for." She urged him, "Go quickly."
He got up: "I'll let Qin Zuo come in to accompany you."
She followed the yoga teacher's movements and responded, "Okay."
When Shi Jin walked to the door, he looked back. Everyone else was accompanied and supported. Shengsheng was the only one in his family, and he didn't look back at him, and was doing his movements seriously.
I really don't want to go...
Rather than saving lives and helping the wounded, he would rather stay by her side and be the most ordinary father-to-be, but he has to go, isn't it said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? He has to accumulate virtue for her.
He has no good intentions, but is becoming more and more superstitious.
Pushing open the door, Shi Jin left.
The yoga teacher glanced at the door and asked Jiang Jiusheng, "Why did Doctor Shi leave?"
She smiled and said, "He went to save people."
After a while, Qin Zuo came in.
At the end of the yoga class, the weather suddenly changed, and it began to rain outside. The rain was not heavy, but the temperature was a little low after the rain, and the parking location was some distance away from the office building.
Qin Zuo said that she was going to buy an umbrella.
At this moment, the rain was getting heavier, and Jiang Jiusheng called to her: "I'm going to get wet, wait a minute."
As soon as she finished speaking, someone behind her answered her words: "The rain won't stop for a while."
She turned around: "Doctor Chang."
Chang Ming's psychological counseling room is in this building, so it's not surprising to meet her here.
Chang Ming came over and handed her the umbrella: "Use mine."
He seems to like black very much. He always wears a black suit with black cuff buttons, and his umbrella is exactly the same as last time.
Jiang Jiusheng took the umbrella: "This is the second one." The last time she was in the hospital in Berlin, she was also given a big black umbrella like this.
He smiled, his lips were thin and pale: "I'll return it when I have a chance."
She said yes.
He said 'See you later', turned around and went back to the office building.
There was a notch on the handle of the umbrella. She rubbed it with her fingertips twice, but it was not very clear. It was probably his name. She thought that this umbrella was his favorite thing, and she wanted to return it as soon as possible.
Counting the time, she and Chang Ming have known each other for eight or nine years.
The first time she met Chang Ming was when her insomnia was at its worst. At that time, she lost her memory in a car accident. She had just arrived at Cheng's house and suffered from insomnia all night.
Chang Ming only glanced at her with deep eyes, then moved away: "Can't sleep?"
She was surprised, thinking that the psychiatrist was so powerful.
He could see through what she was thinking, and his voice was gentle and pleasant: "It's not that the psychiatrist is good, it's that you have dark circles under the eyes."
I wonder if all psychiatrists speak so slowly and patiently, and the tone is like a deep lullaby, which makes people feel comfortable and happy.
"Then can you make me fall asleep? My insomnia has no symptoms." She explained, "I am a car accident amnesiac. I don't know the source of my insomnia, so I can't tell you."
At that time, Chang Ming was very young, and seemed not to be older than her, but his eyes were quiet and deep, with a calmness that did not belong to that age. He said, "I know the source."
Words without any basis are easy to believe.
At that time, she thought, how could he know what she didn't know, but he did make her fall asleep, and it only took ten minutes, the time of a story.
Jiang Jiusheng no longer remembered what story Chang Ming told her at that time, nor what music he played, or what hypnotic ball he used, but she only remembered that she slept for a long, long time.
At the end of the month, when the weather turned warmer, Su Fu's case was held in court, and the final verdict was as follows:
Wen Shihao was convicted of intentional injury. In addition, she was already on probation, and she was sentenced to eight years in prison for both crimes.
Jiang Pingbo was convicted of coercion for smuggling and money laundering, but because of his meritorious service in assisting the police in solving the case, he received a lighter sentence as appropriate, and was finally sentenced to four years in prison.
Su Fu, the mastermind of the case, was sentenced to death for drug trafficking, smuggling, money laundering, and homicide, and was sentenced to death immediately.