I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

"I'll arrange it. I'll prepare a full Manchu Han Imperial Feast for you." Jiang Chen hugged her tighter, resting his chin on the top of her head.

The Black Hawk helicopter roared loudly.

It landed smoothly on the private helipad in Jiangjia Village.

The gale-force winds stirred up by the propellers gradually subsided.

Jiang Chen took Su Qing's hand and walked off the plane.

"It still feels so good to be home." Su Qing stretched.

"Although we encountered a few clueless thugs on this honeymoon trip along the Sichuan-Tibet Highway, it ended well." Jiang Chen smiled.

"I just didn't get to enjoy myself enough," Su Qing said with some regret.

"What kind of fancy meal do you want to eat? I'll have Jiang Youfu prepare it," Jiang Chen asked.

"Forget it, the Manchu Han Imperial Feast is too greasy. I just want something light now." Su Qing rubbed her stomach.

"Would chicken soup work?"

"Hmm. Add some wild mushrooms and plenty of cilantro."

"Okay. I'll do as you say." Jiang Chen took out his phone and sent a message to Jiang Youfu.

The couple returned to the village happily.

Everything returned to its peaceful routine.

I've only been back in the village for two days.

The sunlight was just right in the courtyard of the large apartment.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

Su Qing was lying on a leather recliner.

A thin wool blanket covered her body.

She was holding a white jade plate in her hand.

The plate contains top-quality purple jade grapes that were just picked from a super farm.

Jiang Chen sat on the rattan chair next to him.

He was wearing a simple white shirt.

The cuffs were rolled up to the elbows.

Long, slender fingers were holding a grape.

Carefully peel off that purple outer skin.

Then use a small silver toothpick.

They patiently picked out the seeds from inside.

"You're using those hands to negotiate deals worth billions, and now you're using them to peel grapes? Isn't that a huge waste of talent?" Su Qing joked.

"Peeling grapes for you gives me more satisfaction than earning a billion dollars," Jiang Chen said without looking up.

"Don't peel them. I can do it myself."

"No. You just got your nails done; it'll easily get ruined."

"That's peeling too slowly. I can't wait."

"Slow and steady wins the race. This is a new variety grown with spiritual spring water, and it even has seeds."

"Open your mouth." Jiang Chen handed over the peeled seedless grapes.

Su Qing naturally opened her small mouth.

Take a bite.

Juice overflows.

"So sweet." Su Qing squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"I'll stop after a few more. This stuff is too high in sugar." Jiang Chen pulled out a tissue and wiped the juice from the corner of her lips.

"I want to eat more," Su Qing insisted.

"No. Listen to me." Jiang Chen's tone was calm, but persuasive.

"Just one. How about the last one?" Su Qing tugged at his sleeve and shook it.

"I really can't do anything with you." Jiang Chen sighed and picked up another grape to peel.

"My husband is the best," Su Qing said with a sweet smile.

"Why are these grapes so sweet?" she asked again.

"It was specially bred for you. You can't buy it anywhere else."

"Then sell it for more money! This is a good product; you can make a lot of money from it."

"Not for sale. I'm keeping it for you to eat alone."

"You're such a spendthrift."

"Isn't all that money I earn just so you can spend it all?" Jiang Chen put a piece of fruit into her mouth.

Su Qing chewed twice.

Just as she swallowed the exquisite purple grape...

Her expression suddenly changed.

It was as white as a sheet of paper.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen keenly sensed that something was amiss.

Su Qing did not speak.

She pushed Jiang Chen's hand away.

He jumped up directly from the recliner.

He rushed to the carved trash can next to him.

He gripped the edge tightly with both hands.

He lowered his head and started vomiting violently.

"vomit--"

Violent vomiting sounds echoed in the quiet courtyard.

Su Qing's thin shoulders twitched incessantly.

My stomach is churning.

I threw up all my breakfast.

In the end, he almost vomited bile.

Jiang Chen was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.

He is usually decisive and ruthless in the business world.

He doesn't even flinch when faced with a financial attack worth tens of billions.

But now.

He watched as his wife vomited until her face turned deathly pale.

His hands were shaking violently.

They didn't even bother to pick up their phones that had fallen to the ground.

Jiang Chen rushed over and hugged Su Qing's swaying body.

"Wife! Don't scare me!" Jiang Chen's voice changed.

Su Qing leaned weakly against his chest.

He didn't even have the strength to speak.

He just closed his eyes and gasped for breath.

"Ugh—" She dry-heaved for a while.

Jiang Chen panicked completely.

He turned his head.

He yelled at the top of his lungs towards the outside of the yard.

"Ding Xiu! Where the hell have you been?!"

"Go to Changsheng Hospital! Get me the best doctors! Quickly!"

That shout was punctuated by a crack in his voice.

The shockwave sent all the birds out of the big tree outside the yard flying away.

"Received! On my way!" Ding Xiu's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

Jiang Chen picked Su Qing up horizontally.

He strode into the house.

Gently place her on the soft, large bed.

"Are you still feeling unwell?" Jiang Chen wiped her face with a warm towel.

"I feel terrible. My stomach hurts so much." Su Qing said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Did you eat something bad? Is there something wrong with those grapes?" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth.

"I don't know. I just can't stand the smell of fish, and I feel like vomiting if I swallow it," Su Qing replied weakly.

"I'll never eat those rotten grapes again." Jiang Chen held her hand tightly.

"I'll go get you a glass of warm water." Jiang Chen turned around in a fluster.

"Don't go. Stay with me." Su Qing grabbed him.

"Okay. I won't leave. I'll stay here and watch over you." Jiang Chen sat on the edge of the bed.

Less than five minutes.

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

The renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor at Changsheng Hospital, who earns a multi-million yuan annual salary.

He was carrying a huge wooden medicine box on his back.

I ran into the large apartment, panting.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

They were afraid of delaying Madam Jiang's treatment.

"Doctor! Please take a look at her!" Jiang Chen hurriedly made way for her.

"Chieftain, please don't be anxious. Let this old man catch his breath." The old Chinese medicine doctor put down his medicine box.

"Stop breathing! Get to the doctor first!" Jiang Chen urged.

The old Chinese medicine doctor didn't even bother to wipe his sweat.

He walked to the bedside.

He pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Madam, please extend your wrist."

Su Qing extended her slender, white wrist.

The old Chinese medicine doctor calmed his mind and breath.

He placed three fingers on Su Qing's wrist.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Jiang Chen stood to the side.

His fists were clenched tightly.

He stared intently at the old man's fingers.

"What exactly happened?" Jiang Chen asked.

The old Chinese medicine doctor kept his eyes closed and did not answer.

"Say something! You're driving me crazy!" Jiang Chen paced anxiously in circles beside him.

"Chieftain, one must calm the mind to take a pulse," the old man reminded him.

Jiang Chen suppressed his anger.

Shut up.

The old Chinese medicine doctor stroked his beard and looked at Su Qing.

"Has Madam been experiencing fatigue and excessive sleepiness lately?"

Su Qing thought for a moment.

"Yes. I've been feeling sleepy a lot on the bus these past few days, and I thought it was altitude sickness."

"And your appetite? Do you prefer sour and spicy food?" the old man continued to ask.

"I've been craving sour things these past few days. Jiang Chen peeled some grapes for me just now, but I still thought they weren't sour enough," Su Qing replied.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but interject.

"These grapes are cloyingly sweet, and you still say they're sour?"

The old man smiled but said nothing.

Then ask.

Has your period been delayed?

Su Qing blushed.

"It's been delayed by about ten days. But I've never been very accurate with my predictions before, so I didn't take it seriously."

Jiang Chen frowned again.

"Doctor, what's wrong with my wife? Did she eat something bad?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor withdrew his hand.

He slowly stroked his beard.

Half a minute passed.

The old man's white beard suddenly stood up.

His eyes were wide open, bigger than copper bells.

He looked at Su Qing with a bewildered expression.

"Madam, please have your other hand examined," the old Chinese medicine doctor requested.

Su Qing did as instructed.

The old man took his pulse again.

Jiang Chen couldn't hold back any longer.

"What exactly happened? Should we go to the provincial capital for a full medical checkup?"

"There's no need to go to the provincial capital," the old man replied.

"Is that food poisoning?" Jiang Chen asked.

The old man withdrew his hand.

"No, no."

"If you keep keeping me in suspense, I'll tear your hospital down today!" Jiang Chen threatened.

The old man's face was glowing.

They were not afraid of Jiang Chen's threats at all.

He slapped his thigh.

He stood up and bowed to Jiang Chen.

Congratulations, Clan Chief!

"Congratulations, Chief!" the old man shouted in a loud voice.

"What's the joy about?" Jiang Chen was stunned.

"Madam, your pulse is slippery! You're pregnant!" the old man shouted.

"What?" Jiang Chen didn't hear clearly.

"She's pregnant! Chieftain, the lady is pregnant! And her pulse is strong, the fetus is very stable!" the old man confirmed again.

As soon as those words were spoken...

A loud "buzz" went off in Jiang Chen's head.

It looked like countless fireworks exploding at the same time.

He stood there completely dumbfounded.

He remained in that stiff posture.

It took me a full minute to react.

His face, which had been restrained and calm, was now pale.

His smile grew wider and wider.

He was laughing so hard his mouth almost reached his ears.

"I have a child?" Jiang Chen asked the old Chinese medicine doctor.

"Absolutely true. There's no mistake." The old man nodded.

"I'm going to be a dad? Hahaha!" Jiang Chen burst into wild laughter.

He rushed to the bedside.

The person and the blanket.

He picked up Su Qing, who was still in shock.

He rushed straight into the yard.

They shouted with joy under the bright sunshine.

"I'm going to be a dad!"

"Su Qing is pregnant!"

"I have an heir!"

Jiang Chen held her and spun her around continuously.

His hearty laughter filled the spacious courtyard.

The news spread like wildfire.

It flew out of the yard.

Su Qing was completely disoriented from being spun around.

She wrapped her arms around Jiang Chen's neck.

"Jiang Chen, slow down!"

"Put me down!"

"I won't let go! I want to hold you for the rest of my life!" Jiang Chen shouted back.

"Stop spinning, I'm dizzy!" Su Qing blushed and patted his shoulder.