Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 437 - 422 Sangsang, are you pregnant?

Jiang Jinghuai suddenly threw a fist against the wall in regret, not even noticing the blood seeping from the knuckles of his hand. He supported himself with one hand against the wall, his head hanging low. His eyes were bloodshot, and despite being a grown man, he started crying, his shoulders trembling as his hoarse sobs echoed.

As he carefully recalled the family conflicts of this period, coupled with the words of his aunt, Sangsang had indeed suffered grievances. He had actually spotted some signs, but due to his excessive concern for his mother and the lingering mistrust in his heart, he had automatically ignored them. He truly was a bastard! He could only see his mother’s sorrow and refused to uncover the deliberately hidden sadness of his wife.

**

When Tian Sangsang woke up, she realized she was in a hospital.

The doctor standing by her bedside was the same female doctor who had diagnosed her pregnancy earlier.

She stared drowsily for a moment, feeling her body fatigued and utterly dispirited.

"You’re awake," the doctor said, seeing her try to get up. She kindly helped her and adjusted the pillow.

Tian Sangsang thanked her and asked, "Doctor, where’s my family?"

"Don’t worry, they were watching over you earlier but just left a little while ago." The doctor looked at her and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

"I..." Tian Sangsang managed to speak, her voice weak and frail, "I feel extremely tired, and a bit sleepy. Doctor, am I okay?" Her hand instinctively reached toward her stomach, "Is my child alright?"

"Finally thinking about your child now, are you?" The doctor sighed helplessly and shook her head. "Your sorrowful emotions affected your pregnancy. Didn’t I warn you before to keep yourself in good spirits? Even if you’re upset, you need to control it—for the sake of the baby. You young people truly don’t know the weight of responsibility."

Tian Sangsang felt a pang in her heart. She had already tried to restrain herself, but she was constantly thrown off balance by repeated upheavals. They always caught her off guard. Fear crept into her as she asked, "Will my emotional swings from before affect my child?"

"For the first three months, the baby absorbs nutrients from the mother’s body without being greatly influenced by emotions. However, prolonged sadness is still harmful. Especially after the three-month mark, the mother’s emotions will indirectly affect the baby’s mental and physical development, and might even impact delivery. Don’t worry too much; just be mindful from now on. I’ll prescribe some traditional medicine for you this time—but you absolutely cannot let your emotions spiral out of control again."

Tian Sangsang expressed her gratitude, "Thank you, thank you so much, Doctor."

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Jiang Jinghuai bumped right into the female doctor on her way out of Tian Sangsang’s hospital room.

As a rugged soldier, he was overwhelmed with guilt at this moment, even his questions were asked cautiously, "Doctor, how is my wife doing?"

He had to ask before he dared to enter.

"The person inside is your wife?" The doctor’s expression instantly became complicated.

As a practitioner, she was less of a doctor and more of an old nurturer, treating every patient like her own child. Seeing the young man, she couldn’t hide her frustration.

Look at what he had done to a pregnant wife!

How could he call himself her husband? How could he act as her child’s father?

Incompetent! He needed a lesson!

But seeing his handsome face filled with exhaustion, the doctor refrained from scolding him outright. She replied, "Your wife’s emotions affected the pregnancy. When you speak with her, be gentle. Don’t upset her anymore."

After saying this, she shook her head and brushed past Jiang Jinghuai.

"...!!!"

Jiang Jinghuai froze in place, his mind a blank void. The unfamiliar, abrupt, and deeply alarming term "emotions affecting pregnancy" left him unable to process. He turned woodenly to look at the doctor and swallowed hard, asking hoarsely, "What does that mean?"

A truly idiotic question!

The doctor was now both amused and exasperated, swearing she’d never seen such a clueless soon-to-be father.

Looking at his startled expression, she couldn’t help but wonder—did this man not even know his wife was pregnant?

"Your wife is two months along. You’re going to be a father. But I don’t feel like congratulating you because your wife’s condition isn’t great. You’d better... Hey!"

Before she could finish, the man in front of her had vanished like a whirlwind, leaving only the sound of the hospital room door slamming shut.

Doctor: "...!"

Considering your whirlwind reaction, I’ll let this slide. Next time, hurt your wife again, and I’ll represent women everywhere in punishing you.

Jiang Jinghuai stood staring at his frail wife, his eyes red and burning. Her once rosy complexion was pale, her previously lively eyes lifeless, and her beautiful lips bore only a faint trace of color. Once more, he felt like a bastard—an unworthy scoundrel, downright inhumane! Ever since he’d brought her to Beijing, he had only brought her sadness. Initially, she suffered grievances but said nothing. While he was away at the military base, she was left at home to face Wenxiu alone. When Wenxiu finally left, he started resenting her for the slightest of reasons. And during his mission trips, she refused to come home for lunch—definitely not without reason—she must have been suffering.

During that time, when she wasn’t home for lunch, where did she eat? What did she eat?

Was she hungry?

He had never cared to ask.

A while ago, when his mother was in a car accident, he treated her like the prime culprit and said countless hurtful things to her. When her relatives visited their home, he hadn’t expressed anything—because he didn’t know how. Instead, his indifferent behavior must have hurt her deeply.

And now, the doctor told him she was pregnant. Beyond his shock, he found that "scoundrel" wasn’t enough to describe himself—he was worthless as a soldier, a miserable excuse for a human being, a downright beast!

She was a pregnant woman; during a time she needed care the most, he had only looked at her with indifference and disregard. He had dreamed countless times of a new life in their home, but when that moment arrived, all he had brought her was heartbreak.

Tian Sangsang was startled by the noise of the door, but seeing who stood at the entrance, her face instantly became expressionless.

Jiang Jinghuai’s burning gaze shifted from her face to her stomach.

His voice was heavy with complex emotion, "Sangsang, you’re pregnant?"

Tian Sangsang’s heart ached fiercely, almost breaking into tears. But remembering the doctor’s reminder, she swore never to shed another tear for him. She had already cried them all away during this time.

If he had asked anything else, she wouldn’t feel this hurt. But he had asked, "Sangsang, you’re pregnant?" Yes, pregnancy was the source. That day after his mother fled, she had wanted to tell them, or at least wait for him to notice—but he never did. Now, finally, he had found out? Too bad she no longer held any expectations.

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with you anymore." She blinked her dry eyes.

"I’m sorry." He moved to her bedside and suddenly dropped to his knees. His large hands grasped hers, his eyes red as he confessed in a low voice: "Sangsang, I’m sorry. I’m a bastard. I’ve wronged you."

"Why didn’t you say it earlier?"

Had she considered saying it? Of course. But he had rejected her. And the chance only ever comes once.