Chapter 9：

After Gu Yixin beat Lin Rui, he patted his **** and left.

Lin Rui stayed on the bed for two hours before sitting up with her body supported.

With this sitting, he lay down for another four hours.

God!

Lin Rui sighed and sent the meal to the bedside.

He ate on his stomach.

When the servant saw Lin Rui's appearance, his expression was so complicated that Lin Rui wanted to commit suicide on the spot.

Afterwards, the servants gathered together and whispered.

"The boss doesn't seem to be right."

"The boys who are usually served this way are brought back. The boss should be smiling and watching us feeding."

"The boss was...?"

Damn, what a great secret this is.

The news is here.

The news came.

The gossip is coming.

This group of servants hired to serve the canaries are not as firm and loyal to their masters as those in this house. When they play mahjong and jump middle-aged and elderly discos with the servants of other wealthy families, they leak things out without opening the door .

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred, it didn't take long for the whole city to learn the news.

Lin Rui stayed in bed for a week, which directly confirmed the authenticity of this news.

By the time Lin Ruineng went out, he had already been thoroughly criticized.

In the entire city's wealthy family, only Lin Rui and Lu Mingshi were ignorant of this matter.

Lin Rui didn't know because no one dared to tell him, while Lu Mingshi didn't know because he didn't want to know anything.

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Lu Mingshi went to his own hospital and met An Qiao, a young doctor who had returned from the United States. At the age of 28, the doctor of medicine published 19 papers in the top medical journal QWE in the United States, and successfully completed 6 difficult operations that no one had ever successfully performed.

Anqiao pondered over Lu Ming's symptoms for a long time.

Two of his thick hair suddenly fell out.

Looking at An Qiao's heavy and inexplicable expression, Lu Mingshi had already begun to consider how to explain his funeral.

"Doctor An, if you can cure me, I will fulfill all your wishes." Lu Mingshi firmly handed out a blank check.

"..." An Qiao waved his hand and said in confusion, "President Lu is not in a serious condition, he is particularly healthy. From the perspective of symptoms, it is most likely that he is pregnant."

Lu Mingshi's hand holding the check froze in the air.

Beater A raised his ears in shock.

The thug B looked at the boss worriedly.

Lu Mingshi stood up with a cold face: "Doctor An, Lu trusts you... You actually made fun of me!"

An Qiao shook his head vigorously and tried to help Lu Mingshi to prove his innocence, recalling: "Mr. Lu, think about it, what happened to someone two weeks ago?"

Lu Mingshi's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"I'm a man." Lu Mingshi couldn't bear it. "If my common sense is correct, a man won't get pregnant."

An Qiao immediately pulled out a thick collection of essays from the drawer, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, and solemnly said: "Mr. Lu, this is a medical field that has been forgotten by everyone, and I just published the latest one on QWE. The thesis can argue that men are not incapable of getting pregnant, they just need some catalysts that are difficult to achieve—"

QWE will naturally not publish false papers, and Anqiao's academic ability is the world's top, otherwise the Lu family would not use billions of research funds as bait to dig Anqiao over.

Lu Mingshi flipped through the paper quickly, his face turned red and blue before finally turning to true pale.

Fighter A rushed over to support the shaky boss, and said sincerely: "Boss, you are not alone now, take care of yourself!"

Lu Ming raised his finger weakly and pointed out the door. He meant that you all went out and left me alone, but the beater B misunderstood his meaning:

"Boss, who do you say is that guilty man, let's find him for you!"

Lu Mingshi:...

Ah, my heart is so tired, I want to die.