Inlaid With Jade - Chapter 102

Chapter 102
Pregnancy

Since enjoying Lin Yu’s care when they met at the prison, Li Heming has become addicted to her coaxing and caring for him.

He wanted to use this injury to make Lin Yu pity him, but the doctor drove her out. After treating the wound, he was clean without any blood and didn’t look like a patient who had just been released from prison. He feared he would not be able to ar*use Lin Yu’s sympathy.

Lin Yu brought the old doctor over, and when he left, she also saw him out. Li Heming put on his middle clothes, sat in the chair for a while, and looked at the pile of blood gauze removed from his body on the table.

Uncle Chen was cleaning up the mess in the room and about to throw away the dirty cloth, but Li Heming slowly reached out his hand and casually pulled out a bloody cloth cut into a palm-length.

Uncle Chen knew what Li Heming would do, and he didn’t stop him. He only shook his head helplessly, thinking he was becoming increasingly childish.

After Uncle Chen left, Li Heming casually placed the blood-stained cloth on the table among a pile of medicines.

It was half-hidden, as if the person who cleaned it up had forgotten to take it away. He adjusted the position considerately, waiting for Lin Yu to come back and see it and say a few words of pity to him, unsure where he learned this trick.

Lin Yu sent the old doctor away and went to the kitchen to bring the freshly boiled medicine. Li Heming heard her footsteps and leaned back in the chair as if he had no strength. He tied his clothes loosely to avoid pressing the injury, exposing the Yanzhi jade hanging in front of his collarbone. The white cloth covering the wound under the clothes could be seen through the collar. He only tortured for a while, yet he pretended he would die tomorrow. Uncertain how he pretended so well; even the energy he occasionally showed made people feel he was barely holding on.

Lin Yu hurried into the room, and when she saw him like this, she first said: “Drink the medicine first.”

Lin Yu sat beside him, scooped up a spoonful of black and bitter medicine, blew it cool, and put it in his mouth. Li Heming glanced at her hand holding the spoon, opened his mouth to drink the medicine, and raised his hand to keep her palm with his long fingers, and it seemed that he was not going to let go.

Lin Yu had no choice but to put down the bowl and change her hand to feed him the medicine. Seeing that Li Heming looked sick, she said softly, “When I sent the old doctor out just now, he talked to me.”

Li Heming was still pretending, and his breath was weak when he spoke: “What did he say?”

Lin Yu pinched his fingers and ruthlessly exposed him, “Your injury is not serious. You only need to take good care of it; don’t pretend.”

Li Heming was not embarra$sed or angry when he was exposed. He directly pulled Lin Yu to sit on his legs and said flexibly, “Then I won’t pretend.”

Lin Yu was startled and immediately wanted to get up from him: “What are you doing? You are still injured.”

Li Heming hugged her and refused to let go: “Don’t move. I’ll hold you for a while. My legs are fine.” As he said that, he picked up the remaining half bowl of medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

The medicine was boiled heavily, bitter and sour in the stomach. Li Heming frowned and felt the smell of medicine rising in his nose. But in this bitter smell of medicine, he also smelled a faint fragrance on Lin Yu. He sniffed her clothes, and his broad palm touched her wrist and found a string of prayer beads. His long fingers rubbed the polished sandalwood beads, and Li Heming asked her, “Did you pray to the Buddha?”

Lin Yu nodded: “I did.”

She didn’t believe in gods, but now she had changed her mind, and it was easy to guess who it was for. Li Heming raised his eyebrows slightly and asked knowingly, “Did you pray for me?”

His tone was indifferent, but he sounded proud.

Lin Yu looked into his dark eyes, stroked his thin face with her fingers, raised her head, and kissed him: “Yes, I asked for it for you.”

The young couple reunited, and the dry wood ignited the fire. They kissed each other. It was at this time that Lin Jing came with the gift. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Li Heming holding Lin Yu in his arms and biting her mouth like a playboy.

Lin Jing accidentally saw this scene, and before his brain could react, his body turned away first. He growled: “This is a side hall, not a bedroom. People come and go. You two should also pay attention to the place!”

He couldn’t bear to say anything about Lin Yu, so he scolded Li Heming: “Li Heming, you are shameless! Don’t teach my little sister bad things!”

It sounded like the hands around Li Heming’s neck were not Lin Yu’s.

Lin Yu never thought that Lin Jing would catch her red-handed. When she saw Lin Jing’s back, she immediately buried her face in Li Heming’s neck with red ears, pinching his clothes with both hands and was too embarra$sed to look up.

Li Heming tilted by Lin Yu, so he raised his head. He gently touched her head and protected her in his arms. There was no sign of the previous sick look in the chair.

Li Heming did not argue and took the charge of being a lewd person alone. He cleared his throat and casually said, “Why are you here, Brother?”

He was indeed shameless.

Lin Jing originally came to see how Li Heming was doing, but he didn’t expect to interrupt the couple’s love. However, seeing that Li Heming was vigorous, he estimated that the injury on his body would not be a problem.

He didn’t look back but raised the wooden box in his hand with his back facing them, saying, “My mother asked me to send some medicinal herbs. She carefully selected them from the warehouse. I don’t know what they are. You can drink them casually.”

Lin Jing was so rough; how could one drink tonic casually? But Li Heming was careless, so he agreed directly: “Okay, Brother. Help me to thank my mother-in-law.”

“I know.”

Lin Jing couldn’t stay in this situation for long. He put down his things and was about to leave, but he took two steps and seemed to rem*mber something. He took a booklet from his arms and said to Lin Yu, “This is the record of pregnancy that my sister and your sister-in-law wrote down when they were free in the palace. I put it here. You can take a look. It may be useful.” After saying that, he waved his hand and left.

Li Heming’s hand suddenly stopped stroking Lin Yu’s head. Looking down at Lin Yu, he said in a daze, “What pregnancy record?”

Lin Yu had planned to tell him about this at night, but she didn’t expect to be exposed by Lin Jing. She held Li Heming’s hand and placed it on her belly, smiled slightly, and said softly, “We have a child.”

Li Heming learned he would become a father after being released from prison. His reaction was calmer than that of ordinary people. He took a while to ask, “… When did it happen?”

“It’s too young and still uncertain at the moment.” After speaking, Lin Yu hurriedly said, “You can’t be angry with me because I didn’t tell you in prison.”

Her face was still red with shame and indescribably delicate when she said this. Li Heming couldn’t bear to be angry with her. And she was pregnant, and he, as her husband, was not around, which was his fault.

He said, “No, how could I be angry with you?”

Lin Yu looked at him and smoothed his frown: “Then why don’t you look happy?”

Indeed, Li Heming’s reaction was unhappy, and he was even a little worried. He kissed her forehead: “…Qiqi, I’m a little scared.”

Lin Yu rarely heard the word “scared” from him, and she understood what he was worried about. She held his hand and said slowly: “Since you know how to be afraid, you are not allowed to do anything dangerous again. You must take good care of me in the future.”

Li Heming nodded heavily: “Okay.”