The next day, Murong Cheng took Mu Zi to the hospital and was diagnosed with pregnancy.
It's just that the days are short and it is estimated that it will not even be two weeks, so the marks on the pregnancy test stick are very shallow.
When the couple walked out of the hospital, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside, they were a little confused, as if they didn't know what to do next.
The bodyguard opened the car door for them, and the two of them got into the car one after another, their expressions dignified and silent.
The driver in front couldn't help but look at it twice, and thought to himself: Is there something serious?
Mu Zi was in panic.
There was something in my stomach, and I felt that the whole person was different, but I couldn't tell the difference.
I can't experience the excitement of upgrading to become a mother for the time being, it's strange...
Turning to look at Murong Cheng again, it seemed that she was not much better than her.
"Murongcheng." Mu Zi asked him hesitantly, "Will you raise children?"
Murong Cheng looked back at her: "What do you think?"
Both of them are the first time, Liushen has no master.
Speaking of joy, it is indeed joy, but the joy came suddenly, but it was a little overwhelmed and unprepared.
Murong Cheng took out his cell phone and called Wang Zhan: "Check out which fund-raising projects have recently been available, and fund my personal account, donate some for each project."
If doing good deeds can really make up for the yin, he is thankful that he has a lot of money to do good deeds.
Wang Zhan knew that Murong Cheng had become addicted to doing charity recently, and he was not surprised, and asked: "How much is the allocation?"
"Two billion," Murong Cheng said.
Wang Zhan's heart trembled suddenly, and his throat seemed to be pinched: "Master?! What's wrong with you?"
Murong Cheng's voice was cold and hard: "I'm happy."
Wang Zhan's heart and liver trembled more severely. Is this a happy tone? Why do you listen to it whizzing?
When Murong Cheng finished the call, Mu Zi couldn't help but ask him, "We have so much money?"
Murong Cheng stared at her belly, "Yeah."
"What about getting pregnant next time?" Mu Zi was curious, would he go bankrupt if he donated 2 billion yuan every time?
Murong Cheng finally moved his gaze away from her belly and fell on her face, "Don't worry, it will be enough for you to give birth to at least ten times."
Mu Zi silently covered his poor belly.
Ten times... Then she really became a pig.
...
After returning home, after a journey of precipitation in the car, Murong Cheng's tense mood finally returned to normal.
He made a lot of calls in a row, with childcare teachers, nutritionists, doctors, etc., making the calls while taking notes seriously.
Mu Zi felt that after everyone worked so hard, she should be conscious of herself, so she turned on her mobile phone and checked the precautions during pregnancy on the Internet.
Just after reading a few words, the phone was taken away.
"There is radiation." Murong Cheng said.
Mu Zi: "..."
This begins to enter the role?
"Then...can't you use your mobile phone anymore?" Mu Zi asked hesitantly.
Murongcheng said, "We will use the radiation protection suit after it is delivered."
Then I took the list I wrote down and went to see Aunt Qin. They were all dietary taboos for pregnant women. All ginseng and longans were eliminated. Coffee and alcoholic beverages were not allowed. In addition, there were also precautions such as fried eggs and steaks that must be cooked thoroughly.
Mu Zi sat on the sofa, silently thinking about any other taboos.
It seems that apart from the fried eggs that made her a little bit disappointed, she doesn't care about other taboos. Anyway, she doesn't like those foods very much.
But she prefers fried eggs that are half-rare or undercooked. Just poke the yolk of the egg, and the golden liquid will flow out... How do you take the cooked egg?
Murong Cheng came back and saw Mu Zi sitting in a daze, and asked her, "Aren't you sleepy?"
It is said that pregnant women are prone to sleepiness and sleepiness.
Mu Zi shook his head, indicating that he was quite energetic.
Murong Cheng pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do you want to vomit?"
Mu Zi still shook his head.
Murong Cheng felt that the knowledge he had just absorbed had nowhere to be used.