Chapter 151: Did She Ask Me?
“Miss Lian Cheng is still recuperating in bed. The progesterone injection she recommended the other day has been thoroughly researched by the doctor. Its overall efficacy is significant, and clinical trials have proven it has no side effects for the fetus, though the maternal reactions can be quite severe.”
After the doctor diagnosed a threatened miscarriage, they had not yet decided on medication, but Lian Cheng’s first reaction was to recommend this progesterone injection, strongly urging the doctor to use it.
Most doctors in Europe and America do not advocate for pregnancy preservation, as early miscarriages are often related to embryonic development. If the embryo is not viable, miscarriage is a natural selection.
Forcibly preserving the pregnancy would inevitably affect the mother’s health, leading to severe harm.
They do not advocate for it, but they have heard of this new type of pregnancy preservation injection and know its side effects are significant.
The doctor immediately refused.
Lian Cheng insisted, frankly stating that she had used it before.
The effect was immediate, and she herself did not have a significant reaction.
The doctor couldn’t refuse her, and Liang Chaosu feared that a forceful rejection would cause her further suspicion, such as thinking that Shen Lichuan would never disobey her.
Two injections were administered for now.
On the phone, the man remained silent, clearly waiting for a detailed explanation.
Wells understood, “It mainly manifests as worsening maternal pregnancy reactions to varying degrees depending on physical condition. According to clinical statistics, the most common worsening reaction is vomiting, accounting for fifty-three percent; twenty percent experience dizziness, and fifteen percent develop a rash, which in severe cases spreads throughout the body, causing edema.”
“The remaining fifteen percent have varied reactions, including difficulty breathing, dizziness, rapid heartbeat, and so on. A very small minority lose their appetite, sense of taste, or smell, or become hypersensitive. Only five percent who maintain long-term exercise and have excellent physical condition experience minor side effects.”
Liang Chaosu’s expression grew increasingly gloomy with each word. The stark white light of the hospital cast upon his face, bringing a chilling intensity.
Wells did not explain the consequences of the worsening symptoms, but Liang Chaosu knew.
He had once deeply researched pregnancy. If pregnancy reactions become severe enough, they can lead to maternal weight loss, elevated ketones in urine, electrolyte imbalance, severe and irreversible damage to health.
As for the rash, considering the fetus, special medication cannot be used. The slow and long healing process, with itching like a persistent parasite, would be unbearable even for the most resolute man.
Let alone her.
Liang Chaosu, “What are her current reactions?”
“Her reactions are not yet obvious. Miss Lian Cheng also stated that her own reactions were not significant; the only possibility is drowsiness.”
Wells’ tone was uncertain, “After the first injection was administered, Miss Lian Cheng slept for an entire day. We immediately arranged for a doctor to examine her, and the result was a normal reaction of the body’s self-protection after excessive mental tension.”
“Starting yesterday afternoon, Miss Lian Cheng’s routine returned to normal, so whether it is related to the injection still requires the doctor’s observation.”
Liang Chaosu rubbed his brow bone. Lian Cheng had used this type of injection before; if there were side effects, they would have appeared already.
In Iceland for the past week and more, she had not developed any rashes. She had vomited a few times, but within the scope of normal morning sickness, not reaching the projectile severity of hyperemesis gravidarum, and she had no symptoms of dizziness or difficulty breathing.
Except—
A small table was placed in front of Liang Chaosu, and the computer on it suddenly emitted a notification ringtone. He remained unmoved.
The sound echoed through the hospital room, and continued for a long time. Coincidentally, Xiao Da pushed the door open and saw the man sitting upright on the hospital bed, on the phone, his posture extremely rigid, like a frozen sculpture.
His gaze fell on the computer screen; a pop-up window flickered with a video request from Mother Liang. He seemed to be watching, yet not watching, a complex and profound chill settling over him.
Xiao Da hesitated for a few seconds before stepping forward.
Liang Chaosu was startled by his footsteps and raised his hand to turn off the computer directly. His gaze fell on the documents in his hand, and his voice, laced with hoarseness, asked, “Have you found anything?”
Xiao Da put down the documents and quickly reported in a low voice, “Yes, as you instructed, I investigated Miss Bai Ying and confirmed the time Miss Lian Cheng first used the pregnancy preservation injection. It completely matches your estimation.”
Liang Chaosu’s five fingers suddenly clenched into fists. The chill in his eyes almost solidified into sharp blades. He waved his hand, signaling Xiao Da to leave.
On the other end of the phone, Wells had been silent, and now finally received a reply.
The man asked, “She has been eating Western food for the past few meals. Has she made any requests for dishes during that time?”
“Yes, Miss Lian Cheng is very easily satisfied with her diet.”
Wells explained cautiously.
“My father had originally hired a Chinese chef, but he was not skilled in light and nourishing cuisine. Considering Miss Lian Cheng’s condition, my father decided to send people to find someone new, and they will soon be replaced with Chinese food more suited to Miss Lian Cheng’s taste.”
Liang Chaosu’s purpose was not this, but to confirm his suspicions.
At this moment, it was confirmed. His chest, which had been bulging, felt like an ever-inflating balloon, stretching to the point of bursting.
“Find a chef as soon as possible, but she used that type of injection in China before. Her sense of taste might already be compromised. Arrange for a doctor to perform a check-up as soon as possible.”
Wells was momentarily stunned, then agreed, “Once there is a result, I will report it to you immediately.”
Liang Chaosu grunted, “More than the child, I value her health.”
Wells paused for a long time this time.
His father had taught him that when communicating with Chinese people, one must fully understand every word they say.
The literal meaning and the true meaning were like an iceberg on the sea; the tip was the mountain, and beneath it was the river.
The implied meaning required sinking oneself and digging deep.
“Please rest assured, I will notify the doctor to prioritize Miss Lian Cheng’s health.” He still hesitated, probing, “But once the pregnancy preservation injection is stopped, it might arouse Miss Lian Cheng’s suspicion.”
“Just now, Miss Lian Cheng already had suspicions. I appeased her temporarily with the words you instructed. But she knows Old Ghost is still in Iceland. If this is prolonged, coupled with the cessation of the injection, I fear Miss Lian Cheng will suspect something.”
At this moment, there was a notification from the receiver; Mother Liang’s persistent call came through. Liang Chaosu pressed to hang up, and before he could reply to Wells, Mother Liang’s call interface reappeared on the screen. He hung up expressionlessly and blocked her number.
When he spoke again, his voice involuntarily carried an extra degree of coldness, “She mentioned Old Ghost, and you mentioned the chaos back home.”
Actually, Liang Chaosu’s original plan did not involve concealing this from Lian Cheng, nor would he have allowed Shen Lichuan to take her away.
His initial plan could be described as simple, not even really a plan.
The whale watching trip was purely so he could meet with the gang leaders on the boat and establish an agreement, ensuring the gang would protect Lian Cheng with all their might.
After all, being so far across the ocean, even with his father’s efforts, it wouldn’t have much effect against local gangs. Even if, regardless of cost, he insisted on confronting the gangs.
At that time, he was confident that the situation in China would have stabilized, and her need for gang protection would be gone.
But unexpectedly, at the restaurant before the whale watching trip, he was trying to lure Old Ghost out, yet he inadvertently learned of her thoughts.
It was surprisingly resolute, even bold, to the point of faking her death to escape him.
Liang Chaosu’s body felt as if a hand had reached in, broken his ribs, clutched his heart, and tightened its grip, suffocating him.
He couldn’t help but ask.
“Did she ask about me?”
What was her reaction when she heard he had vomited blood? Did she applaud, or would she inquire about his injuries?
She probably wouldn’t ask.
Before their separation, her eyes were so bright, so cold, every minute filled with black and white clarity and hatred.
Upon learning of her successful feigned death at the hospital, she was so joyful. In the surveillance video Wells sent, it was a smile he hadn’t seen in four years.
It was like a long, frozen landscape finally feeling the late spring’s first hint of green, a new life of hope, a joyous celebration.
