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I climbed upstairs and lay down on the bed without even changing my clothes, falling asleep immediately.
When I woke up, it was as dark outside as ink, and the wind passed by the window, making a "hmm hmm" sound. It seemed like it was going to rain again.
I moved a bit but still didn't want to get up. Only when I saw the light rain drifting in through the window did I reluctantly get up to close it. However, I felt cold all over and my mouth was dry and uncomfortable.
I took a thick coat from the closet and put it on before heading downstairs.
Xiao Minxing still hadn't returned; there were no lights in his room or study. I closed all the windows upstairs, including those in the living room, but didn’t see any sign of him.
The living room and kitchen downstairs were pitch black, with not a sound to be heard.
That overwhelming feeling of being in a huge tomb returned; it was too quiet here, devoid of any signs of life, and I felt as if I had long since died in this kind of existence.
I boiled a kettle of hot water in the kitchen and poured myself a cup, staring blankly at the steam rising from it.
After finally drinking a cup of water, I realized that I hadn’t eaten much all day, and now I was starting to feel hungry again.
There were many cold foods in the refrigerator, but they would need to be heated up to eat. At that moment, I didn’t want to move at all; waves of cold kept washing over me. Drinking hot water didn’t help, so I went back upstairs to sleep.
In a daze, I couldn’t tell if I had fallen asleep or not. Regardless, I felt extremely cold; wrapping myself tightly in the blanket didn’t help at all, and my whole body felt like it was about to break apart from soreness.
I got out of bed and managed to find the thermometer from the drawer that I used during my pregnancy.
When I saw the temperature reading, I was shocked—it had risen to thirty-nine degrees. However, the hot water I had boiled earlier was already cold, and there were no medicines at home.
Looking at the time, it was just past one in the morning. It was raining outside again, and Xiao Minxing still hadn’t returned. What should I do?
Carrying the discomfort, I returned upstairs, going back and forth several times until I was almost exhausted. Finally, I found my phone and called Xiao Minxing, but the phone rang for a long time without anyone answering.
I dialed repeatedly, my hands trembling by the end, and tears kept flowing, but on the other end, it went to voicemail.
Sitting on the floor alone, I felt hopeless.
The phone lay on the ground by my feet like a bomb; I no longer wanted to see it because looking at it reminded me of Xiao Minxing's coldness.
But just then, it unexpectedly rang.
I glanced at it and hurriedly answered.
Su Qian's voice immediately came through: "Still awake?"
I couldn't care less about anything else and directly told him, "I'm sick. Can you take me to the hospital?"
He paused for a moment before quickly replying, "Okay, I'll be there soon. Wear more clothes; it's raining outside. Don't wait outside; I'll call you when I arrive."
About ten minutes later, Su Qian's headlights lit up outside the gate.
Shivering, I grabbed an umbrella, carried my bag, and moved towards the entrance while still wearing thick clothes.
He immediately got out of the car and said as he caught me, "Your hands are so hot; you have a fever."
I didn't respond, sitting in the car still shaking. I felt particularly cold; my bones ached from the chill. To endure this cold, I bit down hard on my teeth, and now even my jaw hurt from the strain.
He drove quickly and stopped at the nearest hospital. Without waiting for me to move, he jumped out of the car, grabbed my things, and supported me as we walked inside.
This was a hospital that combined traditional Chinese and Western medicine. The doctor took my temperature again, checked my throat and mouth, then felt my pulse before saying, "You have a high fever, but regular medication can't be used right now."
I hadn't spoken yet when Su Qian asked, "Why?"
The Doctor glanced at him and replied calmly, "She's pregnant. Regular medication is not good for the fetus, so we can only use conservative treatment for now."
I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, frozen in place and unable to move, while Su Qian discussed with the Doctor the safest treatment options.
Although he said medication shouldn't be used, he still prescribed some because my fever was too high, fearing that other issues might arise, but I was only allowed to take it once.
Then I was admitted to the hospital, drank a lot of water, and Su Qian was instructed to use a wet towel for physical cooling.
I felt extremely uncomfortable but lacked the strength to get up and say anything to him. Moreover, the news of being pregnant again was quite a shock to me; my mind was still in a daze. I particularly wanted to ask the Doctor if taking so many contraceptive pills before would have any effect.
However, out of consideration for Su Qian's feelings, I couldn't bring myself to ask. Yet this matter weighed heavily on my heart.
At the same time, I was reflecting on the causes and consequences of this unexpected pregnancy.
I hadn't shared a bed with Xiao Minxing often lately; strictly speaking, it had only been a few times in a month. The main reason was that he was ill, and I really didn't feel like it either.
If there was a lapse, it should have been that time we went to the old house.
That day before we left, we had been intimate more than once. It’s hard to say what happened that day; he seemed particularly needy and kept pushing himself onto me repeatedly until he finally finished inside me.
He had long since stopped using protection and relied on me to take emergency contraception afterward. But that day was too rushed; after we were done, he wouldn't let me leave and took me straight to the bathroom where we showered together. I changed clothes under his watchful gaze before we finally went out together.
On the way back from the old house, he told me that his illness stemmed from me, which put him in an extremely low mood.
In short, I went to sleep without taking any medication. By the next morning, I realized it was already past the optimal time for taking it. At that moment, I foolishly thought that it wouldn't be so unlucky; after all those times without any issues, how could it be this time that I ended up pregnant without taking any pills?
One should never harbor such a sense of luck; I am living proof of that now.
But what should I do?
I keep asking myself this question more and more, always unsure of what to do when something happens.
I also don't know how Xiao Minxing will react to this news. He isn't even answering my calls now. The scene at his office during the day, along with his angry demeanor, is almost reminiscent of the tyrant he used to be.
So should I dare to tell him this news? He is unpredictable; just because he wanted it before doesn't mean he wants it now. It's hard to say whether he would let me down again, especially since he is unwell himself.
Thinking about all these chaotic matters gives me a headache.
Meanwhile, Su Qian has been silent, and Anan quietly keeps changing the towels on my forehead. After a while, he reminds me to check my temperature to see if it has gone down.
I turn to look at his calm face and the concerned expression in his eyes; it would be a lie to say I’m not touched.
He has been misunderstood by Xiao Minxing, and every time I see him, he is neither warm nor cold. He has no obligation to take care of a woman he doesn't know well in the middle of the night. Even if he kindly brought me here, he should have left early, right?
Seeing me looking at him, Su Qian's lips curve slightly upward as he softly asks, "How are you? Is this temperature okay? Do you feel any better? Or is there somewhere else that feels uncomfortable? Should I go find a doctor to take a look?"
I move my hand from the bedside and grab his sleeve.
I reply softly, "I'm fine. Can you help me keep this a secret?"
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