bookbashuk Chapter 408 Having a child is a matter for two people
Chapter 408 Having a child is a matter for two people
Dr. Wu looked at her and patiently explained, "Having a child is a matter for two people, not just your problem. Ms. Lan, next time you can bring your husband along for a check-up; maybe the problem lies with him."
Shen Li turned to Lan Wei, her tone urgent: "Has Yan Xiangcheng come to the hospital for a checkup?"
Lan Wei shook her head, her eyes filled with bitterness: "I asked him to come for a check-up before, but he absolutely refused, saying that he was in perfect health and there was definitely no problem. He also cared about me and told me not to be too anxious about the baby."
She paused, then added, "I've had other checkups before, and those doctors all said I have a cold uterus, and that's why I have difficulty getting pregnant."
Dr. Wu frowned, her tone tinged with displeasure: "A cold uterus is a problem that many women have, and it can indeed affect fertility, but it's rare for it to be so severe that it makes it completely impossible to get pregnant."
"Those doctors who say you can't get pregnant because of cold uterus are either incompetent or have ulterior motives."
Shen Li and Lan Wei exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and understanding in each other's eyes—they instantly realized that there was probably a conspiracy involved.
As she left the hospital, the sunlight shone on her, but it couldn't warm Lan Wei's cold heart.
Seeing her distraught state, Shen Li asked softly, "Now, what do you plan to do?"
Lan Wei stood there, her heart filled with mixed feelings, unable to even discern her own emotions.
For so many years, she has felt guilty about her inability to have children, feeling that she owes Yan Xiangcheng and the Yan family a debt. So no matter how much she suffers, she has always silently endured it.
But now it seems that this was all a scam!
The person who is infertile may never have been her, but Yan Xiangcheng!
What chilled her to the bone was that Yan Xiangcheng probably already knew about her health problem.
However, she allowed her mother to make things difficult for her and criticize her at every turn, pushing all the blame onto her, making her bear the stigma of "infertility" and endure the pointing fingers of others.
If last night she was only disappointed in Yan Xiangcheng, today, all that remained in her heart was an icy chill, a chill that reached its extreme.
The only saving grace is that she is healthy and can still have children; she has not wronged anyone.
Shen Li's phone suddenly rang, and the words "Xiangyang" appeared on the screen.
She pressed the answer button, her voice slightly weary from the examination: "Feed... Xiangyang."
Ming Xiangyang's voice on the other end of the phone was gentle and concerned: "Have all the tests been completed?"
"Yes, it just finished," Shen Li replied.
"Shall I come pick you up and take you out to eat?" Ming Xiangyang's tone held a subtle hint of accommodation.
Shen Li raised her wrist and glanced at her watch. The hands were steadily pointing to one o'clock, and her stomach did indeed feel faintly empty.
"No need," she paused, glancing at Lan Wei beside her, "Weiwei and I will go eat together. You do your thing and don't worry about me."
"Okay," Ming Xiangyang didn't insist, only gently reminding him, "Then contact me when you're done. Let's go out for a nice meal tonight, okay?"
Shen Li's lips curved into a smile: "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Li turned to Lan Wei, patted her arm, and said firmly, "Don't overthink it. Let's go eat first, and we'll settle accounts with him properly when we get back this afternoon."
Lan Wei's eyes still held a hint of melancholy, but she still nodded gently.
Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight shone through the car window onto the two of them, so warm it was almost dazzling.
Shen Li gripped the steering wheel, pondering in his mind—he should get Lan Wei home safely first.
She used to think that Yan Xiangcheng seemed honest and reliable, and that he was quite gentle, but after today's incident, she realized that it was all an act.
Weiwei has been out all day, and Yan Xiangcheng hasn't even called once, or offered a word of concern. This in itself is suspicious.
Lan Wei lives in a large single-level apartment in the community, which is about 200 square meters. There is a long corridor between the entrance door and the living room, which provides excellent privacy. However, at this moment, the sound of arguing can be faintly heard coming from the direction of the living room.
As soon as Shen Li and Lan Wei opened the door, the arguing became clearer.
Shen Li subconsciously glanced at Lan Wei, her eyes carrying a hint of warning.
Lan Wei immediately made a shushing gesture, slowed her steps, and quietly pulled Shen Li to stand at the corner of the corridor, holding her breath.
Yan Xiangcheng's voice carried a hint of helplessness and anxiety, with a touch of pleading: "Mom, please stop making a fuss. I'll call again to ask about the situation. I really can't make this decision. You should take the child back first."
The mother's voice was sharp and forceful; her anger could be felt even through the hallway: "Are you even a man?! You can't even make a decision on this trivial matter?"
"Besides, when you adopt a child, you definitely have to adopt someone related by blood. Only those who are related to your own family are truly close. Can you really trust outsiders?"
"If you hadn't been targeting Weiwei and putting her down behind her back all the time, would she be so resentful of these family arrangements and this child?" Yan Xiangcheng's voice finally carried a hint of rebuttal.
"You dare blame me?" The mother's voice rose instantly. "I was only doing this for your own good! If you weren't infertile, would I have gone to such lengths to suppress her?"
"I'm just afraid that if she finds out the truth, she'll divorce you immediately. Then you'll lose everything, and when you're old, you won't even have anyone to see you off!"
She paused, a calculating smugness in her voice: "Only by pressuring and tormenting her like this will she feel guilty towards you and dare not easily mention divorce, do you understand?"
"If you were like this, lacking any manly spirit, who knows how badly she would bully you?"
Silence fell over the living room, broken only by Yan Xiangcheng's suppressed breathing.
Shen Li's heart sank, and she turned to look at Lan Wei—only to see that Lan Wei's eyes were already red.
Crystalline tears, like beads from a broken string, silently filled her eyes and slid down her cheeks.
She bit her lip tightly, trying not to make a sound, her shoulders trembling slightly uncontrollably.
At this moment, the mother's voice rang out again, carrying an undeniable command: "Don't just stand there! Go and complete the adoption procedures for the child right now. What's done is done. Even if she's unhappy, what can she say?"
These words were like the last straw, breaking Lan Wei's tense nerves.
She slowly straightened up, wiped away the tears on her face, her eyes no longer filled with the tenderness of the past, only a cold calm remained, and walked out of the corridor step by step.
The three people in the living room were stunned—the father sat upright on the sofa with a solemn expression, the mother stood with her hands on her hips, looking bewildered, and the child they were discussing was sitting on the carpet, eating snacks with relish, completely unaware of the tense atmosphere.
The moment Yan Xiangcheng saw Lan Wei, his face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror. He abruptly stood up: "Weiwei? You...you're back?"
Lan Wei tugged at the corners of her lips, revealing a cold and mocking smile: "If I hadn't come back, how could I have witnessed such a spectacular show? How could I have known that your family had been hiding so well?"