Dr. Jiang Is Pregnant With His Nemesis's Child

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He walked out of the inpatient building numbly, called a taxi numbly, pushed open the door numbly, and finally sat down on the sofa numbly and poured himself a glass of wine.

This was the day Kenn's article was published, and Shen Fangyu drank the rest of the wine alone at home.

Jiang Xu stared at the bright red and clear liquid for a long time, but in the end, he still didn't take a sip.

His mentality cannot collapse, at least not now.

No matter how anxious or worried he was right now, it was useless, he couldn't contact Shen Fangyu at all, he couldn't mess up by himself.

He had to think about smiling.

The human spirit often easily induces pain in the body, and the lumbosacral pain during pregnancy that has been haunting him like Siamese twins is very clear in his emotions that are on the verge of collapse.

Jiang Xu knew that he had to fall asleep quickly before the pain got worse, otherwise, after the pain intensified further, the worsening pain would fall into a vicious circle together with his bad mood.

But sleepiness is always more difficult to have sometimes.

His hands and feet were cold, as if he was walking in the wet winter in single clothes, even his bones were soaked.

The dull thoughts stagnated for a long time, and Jiang Xu suddenly remembered that when Shen Fangyu coaxed him to sleep on the high-speed rail, the scent on his body played a big role.

He sprayed Shen Fangyu's perfume on the bed, trying to ease his mood a little

But the smell of the perfume is wrong.

I don't know what went wrong, it's obviously very similar, but it's not right.

That subtle difference is difficult to detect, but once discovered, it is difficult to ignore the gap.

The night shrouded Jiang Xu, and his eyelashes like crow feathers cast a shadow under his eyes.

After a while, he walked straight to the living room as if he suddenly remembered something, and looked at the soft sofa.

Ever since they kissed that day, Shen Fangyu has been sleeping on the sofa. He left in a hurry, and the quilt on the sofa was still confiscated.

If it was Jiang Xu before, he would not let himself do this, but today's Jiang Xu only hesitated for half a minute, then lifted Shen Fangyu's quilt to wrap himself up.

And as soon as he closed his eyes, he smelled the smell he wanted.

The pale-faced Jiang Xu curled up and bit his teeth marks on his bent knuckles. The pain that accompanied him seemed to hit a layer of barrier and was blocked from the familiar breath.

He suddenly felt that his nose was sore, and his bones and blood vessels seemed to be corroded.

It's like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for a long time and saw a crescent spring.

Under the comfort of the spring water, his heart gradually calmed down. The tiredness caused by overly complicated thoughts and crazy emotional consumption finally swallowed his waking mind. As the external consciousness weakened after falling into a dream, the tormenting pain Finally faded.

But Jiang Xu still frowned tightly, stuck in a grotesque dream.

Near an abandoned workshop, multiple police cars surround an old car covered in mud and dust.

The doors of the old cars were all open, and there was no one in the car. After the EOD personnel confirmed the situation, the police officer with live ammunition signaled to a car parked in the distance.