Chapter 117: Chapter 114: Even More Refined Than a Woman 2
About fifteen minutes later, the old doctor emerged with the test results, walking briskly, beads of sweat on his face, likely rushing with all his might.
Seeing him, Jin Jumo straightened her back, staring unblinkingly at the report in his hand.
Rong Mochen glanced at her, stood up, and looked at the old doctor.
The old doctor smiled kindly, "This young lady is in good health, quite robust. It’s just that she might have been overworked recently, a bit irregular in life habits, but adjusting should resolve it."
"What about the child?" Jin Jumo couldn’t wait and asked anxiously.
The old doctor understood her urgent feelings and didn’t hesitate, saying, "The child is also well, very healthy. Just do regular checkups, supplement nutrition, no need to worry."
Jin Jumo breathed a sigh of relief.
"But..." the old doctor suddenly knitted his brows in a serious way.
"But what?" Jin Jumo’s heart leapt to her throat.
"It’s just that you need to be mentally prepared," the old doctor said.
"..." Jin Jumo’s heart almost stopped because of his broken sentences. Also, what does being prepared mean? Why does it sound so ominous?
Rong Mochen held Jin Jumo’s hand, sensing her trembling, his dark brows furrowed as he pursed his lips looking at the old doctor, "Mr. Ning, please just say it directly."
Ning Wenqing saw Jin Jumo’s face turning pale with tension making it stiff; he suddenly felt a sense of guilt, covered his mouth and cleared his throat, saying apologetically, "My point is, when preparing for baby items, remember to prepare double."
"..."
Jin Jumo was stunned, not quite understanding, or maybe she did but dared not believe, "Prepare double?"
Ning Wenqing smiled, looking at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen’s sharp features unconsciously softened, dark eyes lowering as he looked at Jin Jumo’s stomach, a slight curve on his thin lips.
...
Leaving the research institution and sitting in the car, Jin Jumo held the ultrasound image, staring intently at the two small dark shadows on the picture, breathing very lightly, still unable to believe.
Rong Mochen glanced at Jin Jumo, his expression much gentler than usual, placing his slender, white hands on the steering wheel, "What would you like to eat?"
Since she had a medical checkup, Jin Jumo hadn’t eaten anything that morning.
Jin Jumo took a deep breath, her eyes still on the ultrasound image, "I want to go to the hospital."
Rong Mochen was slightly taken aback, turning his eyes to her.
Jin Jumo gently curved the corners of her lips, her profile gentle and tender, "Grandfather would be the happiest upon hearing this news."
Shouldn’t he be the happiest one?
Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow, his gaze scanning the ultrasound image in her hand, "Let’s eat first, then I’ll take you to the hospital."
Jin Jumo blinked, only shifting her sight from the ultrasound image to glance at Rong Mochen, "Mr. Rong, you’re not going to work?"
Rong Mochen pursed his lips, "It won’t collapse from missing one day."
Uh...
Jin Jumo twitched the corners of her mouth, saying no more.
Vegetarian Restaurant.
Perhaps because she knew she had two little ones in her belly, Jin Jumo’s appetite increased significantly too.
A plate of crispy meat rolls, a bowl of glutinous corn and lean meat porridge, two small bowls of black chicken mushroom soup, along with a few appetizers, followed by a plate of sliced pear for dessert.
Rong Mochen looked at the empty plates on the table, slightly raised his dark brows, gently watching Jin Jumo entertaining herself, softly poking the ultrasound image with her slender finger, "Are you full?"
"Mmm." Jin Jumo nodded, putting down the bamboo skewer, clapping her hands together, and picked up the ultrasound image that hadn’t left her sight since leaving the medical institution, smiling at Rong Mochen, "Let’s go."
Rong Mochen’s dark eyes held a touch of a smile as he stood up, accepted their coats from the server, his gaze slowly turned to Jin Jumo, "Come here."
Jin Jumo walked over.
Rong Mochen shook open her coat and draped it over her shoulders from behind, "Slip your hands in yourself."
His hand held the collar, not letting go, leaning down to softly say beside Jin Jumo’s ear.
Jin Jumo smiled back at him, doing as he said.
The lines at the corners of Rong Mochen’s mouth deepened, a hint of sexy lines appeared at the corners of his mature eyes as he wore his black coat, holding Jin Jumo’s soft hand as they walked out.
Linx Hospital.
Jin Jiancheng remained unconscious in the intensive care unit, and Jin Jumo was granted permission to stay in the ICU for half an hour.
Rong Mochen watched Jin Jumo from outside the ICU through a protective glass window.
Jin Jumo sat at Jin Jiancheng’s bedside, with her back to him, so he couldn’t see her expression.
Inside the ICU, Jin Jumo held Jin Jiancheng’s hand, the ultrasound image placed beside his pillow, "Grandfather, I told you before, I’m pregnant. The check-up today, the doctor said it’s twins. Grandfather, isn’t Little Mo amazing?"
"Please wake up soon, Grandfather. Little Mo has something very important needing your advice, something she can’t decide on her own."
Jin Jumo’s eyes held laughter, she truly felt happy. Jin Jiancheng’s successful surgery and the news of not just one little one but two in her belly.
Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction; how could she not be happy...
Half an hour later, Jin Jumo stepped out of the ICU, saw Rong Mochen, and her lips curved up, "Where are we going next?"
Rong Mochen, seeing the smile at her lips, lightly tugged up his thin lips, "First, let’s go change clothes."
Jin Jumo only then noticed she was still in her sterile gown. She bashfully scratched her head and handed the B-ultrasound image to Rong Mochen, "Can you hold this for me?"
"Willing to give it to me now?" Rong Mochen teased.
Jin Jumo blushed, placed the item in his hand, and walked into the adjacent sterile room to change clothes.
As soon as Jin Jumo went in, a tall and elegant figure walked over.
Rong Mochen lifted his gaze to look at the newcomer.
Ying Jingyao frowned, staring at the sterile room.
Rong Mochen casually flipped through the B-ultrasound image, making a slight rustling sound.
Ying Jingyao squinted his eyes, looking at Rong Mochen. His gaze paused abruptly when it landed on the B-ultrasound image in Rong Mochen’s hand.
His dark pupils seemed to have been stabbed by a knife, quickly filling with blood. His hands clenched tightly at his sides as he looked up at Rong Mochen, "Mr. Rong finds this amusing?"
His previous behavior was clearly to attract his attention, deliberately provoking him, wanting him to back off, right?
Rong Mochen frowned, looking puzzled as Ying Jingyao tore away his gentle facade to reveal a furious side, "What do you mean, Young Master Ying?"
Ying Jingyao sneered, "Mr. Rong, don’t you find this kind of childish trick quite immature and boring?"
Rong Mochen still looked at Ying Jingyao with that same confused expression.
"Playing this trick, Mr. Rong, only makes me think you lack confidence, or perhaps, you don’t have assurance with Momo at all." Ying Jingyao mocked.
Rong Mochen squinted slightly, a hint of malice slipping through his eyes, "Or maybe, I just dislike other men coveting my woman. If I’m unhappy, I want to drag a few people down with me."
"Rong Mochen..."
"Brother Ying."
Ying Jingyao’s deep voice was interrupted by a soft voice.
Ying Jingyao’s handsome, dark face stiffened as he looked at Jin Jumo coming out of the sterile room.
Jin Jumo looked blankly at Ying Jingyao’s still angry face, then at Rong Mochen’s tense face, puzzled, "Did something happen?"
"Nothing," Rong Mochen said calmly.
Jin Jumo blinked and looked at Ying Jingyao.
Ying Jingyao squinted and shook his head, "Nothing happened."
"..." Jin Jumo pressed her lips together, glanced again at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen furrowed his brows and stepped forward to take Jin Jumo’s arm, "Let’s go."
"...Oh." Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered, and she turned to look at Ying Jingyao, "Brother Ying, I..."
"Momo, in a few days I’m going back to the UK. Before I leave, could you go somewhere with me?" Ying Jingyao stared straight at Jin Jumo, the pleading in his eyes making Jin Jumo’s heart ache.
"Where to?" Jin Jumo asked.
Ying Jingyao smiled warmly, "A place that’s very important to me."
"..." Jin Jumo hesitated, unconsciously looking at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen’s profile was cold and tense, his thin lips pressed into a line, his dark eyes on Jin Jumo exuding a chilly glint.
Jin Jumo took a light breath and looked at Ying Jingyao, "Brother Ying, I..."
"Momo, this is my last wish before I leave Z City." Ying Jingyao’s face showed a hint of desolation.
Jin Jumo, feeling a lump in her throat, couldn’t find the words to refuse when faced with Ying Jingyao like this.
After leaving the hospital and getting into the Spyker, no matter what Jin Jumo said, Rong Mochen didn’t respond to her at all.
Jin Jumo, feeling helpless, looked at his blade-sharp profile, with many words rolling through her throat, finally uttering, "Mr. Rong, do you prefer a boy or a girl?"
"..." Rong Mochen’s brows furrowed sharply, not expecting Jin Jumo would try to change the subject to gloss things over.
Jin Jumo intended to ease the tension, but unexpectedly made things worse, biting her tongue lightly, she whispered, "Mr. Rong, anger is harmful to the body."
"If you know I’m angry, why did you agree?" Rong Mochen stared sternly at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo didn’t think her words would provoke such a reaction, staring blankly at him for a long while, murmuring, "Why is Mr. Rong angry?"
After all, he doesn’t really like her...
"You’re pregnant with my child and going on a date with another man. Should I be happy?" Rong Mochen sneered.
So, it was a man’s ego at play.
Moreover, this man was none other than Rong Mochen, the powerful tycoon who could control everything in Z City!
Even if he doesn’t like her, for the sake of his face, how could he possibly be happy with her associating with other men?
Currently, there was nothing between them. If they were really to get married in the future...
Jin Jumo stared at him for a few seconds and calmly said, "I understand, Mr. Rong. For the meeting in a few days, I’ll bring Liang Tong along with me."
Rong Mochen looked at her serene face, frowning deeply, shifting his dark eyes to look straight ahead, "In a couple of days, come with me to the Rong Family."
"For what?" Jin Jumo frowned, asked in a low voice.
"Grandfather wants to see you." He said.