Nan Mufeng frowned and softly said, "Why do men rarely come?"
"No idea!" Jian Xi shrugged, she had always thought husbands should accompany their wives for pregnancy check-ups. But arriving at the hospital, it seemed different. Was her thinking too peculiar? She tugged at Nan Mufeng's sleeve and quietly asked, "Do you feel awkward?"
"No. I just feel that at times like these, a husband should be by his wife's side," Nan Mufeng said.
"Ha, you're really perceptive! Worthy of praise." Jian Xi laughed, happily leaning against him, waiting for the doctor to call their number.
To avoid drawing any resentment, they talked quietly.
Just then, a pregnant woman walked out of the examination room with her belly out, crying while making a phone call to her man, "Honey, the doctor says there are signs of early birth, hurry to the hospital... What? You can't come? Then what should I do?"
Jian Xi and Nan Mufeng exchanged glances, she instinctively touched her own belly.
