Chapter 223 - Infertility (Part Two)
My Secretary is a Little Sweet
Shangguan Ning burst out. âWhat is wrong, Yichen?â
His face had turned pale. It hurt her when she saw him in this condition.
Ignoring Mu Qing, she held his face in her hands and asked in concern, âAre you feeling unwell, Yichen? Does your wound hurt again? Do you need to lie down? Please tell me, I am so scared.â
Jing Yichen buried his face in Shangguan Ningâs chest, trying hard to resist the nausea and replied, âI am fine, donât worry.â
Although Shangguan Ning heard him saying that he was fine, yet her heart told her otherwise.
She looked at Mu Qingâs hand upon Jing Yichenâs wrist. His hand was tightly clenched.
A thought hit her brain all of a sudden â so Jing Yichen couldnât tolerate being touched by anyone?
How come?
He didnât have any problems when she touched him.
Mu Qing stopped joking. Instead, he looked very serious as he touched Jing Yichenâs left hand and then said in a low voice, âMaster Jing, give me your right hand.â
Jing Yichen stretched out his right hand.
Luckily, Shangguan Ning was beside him and held him in her arms, which largely reduced his physical discomfort. Otherwise he would have puked right away.
Luckily, Mu Qing knew about Jing Yichenâs problem, so he finished the examination quickly.
He had identified what the problem was.
Jing Yichen looked up and asked in a low voice. âWhat is it?â
Mu Qing answered seriously, âThe problem lies with you. Sister is fine. But your problem is also curable, not a big deal.â
The healthier one was, the less sick one looked. He had taken long and was careful while checking Ning to make sure that everything was fine. It took Mu Qing only a few seconds before he realized that something was wrong with Jing Yichen.
Hearing his words, Jing Yichen got slightly depressed. He had suspected that the problem was with him, but he had taken Shangguan Ning along just in case.
Shangguan Ning got increasingly confused. She could hear what they were saying, but had no idea what these men were talking about.
What was wrong with Jing Yichen?
âAlright, I see. Give me the prescription and I will get the medicine in two days.â
Having said the words, Jing Yichen was about to take Shangguan Ning away.
But Shangguan Ning wasnât so gullible or easily tricked. She didnât want to leave. Instead, she said to Mu Qing, âDoctor Mu, what is it going on? What is wrong with Yichen? Is he... okay? Please tell me, I have the right to know the truth as his wife!â
Mu Qing smiled. He looked at Jing Yichen whose face had shrunk, âOh, nothing serious. Master Jing doesnât like to be touched, as you know. He has an obsession of tidiness. You may not have noticed that.â
Shangguan Ning had been married to Jing Yichen for so long. Of course she knew that Jing Yichen had the obsession.
She had noticed that he was particular about being clean. He never used anything that had been used before by anyone else. He didnât like touch anyone elseâs things except for hers.
But how Jing Yichen reacted just now couldnât just be a cleanliness obsession. She had seen people who had the obsession â they were people who kept washing hands and who liked everything in white. Although there were some who could be extreme, but no one could get so bad like this when they were touched by others.
Mu Qing wasnât telling the truth!
Shangguan Ning seemed to know that Mu Qing wouldnât answer her. So she frowned at Jing Yichen and asked. âWhat is it going on? Tell me the truth or you will sleep on the street tonight.â
Jing Yichen couldnât help but feel helpless at the sight of his bossy wife. Mu Qing burst into laughter. Yet he stopped instantly at the sight of Jing Yichen who was scowling at him.
Jing Yichen pinched her nose and said calmly, âI know I canât conceal it from you. I donât want to conceal it from you either. After all, it concerns both of us. I just didnât want to tell you because I thought that you would get embarrassed.â
âI wonât! Tell me, what is it going on.â Shangguan Ning wasnât convinced. This was related to Jing Yichen. Her heart wouldnât feel assured without getting a proper answer.
âMu Qing, speak up. What is wrong with us.â
Hearing what Jing Yichen said, Mu Qing stopped smiling. He put his hands into the pocket of his white gown and said in a professional way, âActually, you are suffering from infertility. To put it more accurately, the man is infertile, mainly because his genital organs are full of blood clots, so the environment for sperm to travel and live is destroyed, making the sperm less active.â
âMaster Jingâs genital organs were once injured, but that only affected the sperm production, not your married life. That explains why you are not pregnant even after being married for half a year. Of course, it is not a big deal. It is a common disease that often happens among young men. The rate of occurrence is often 10 %~15% among men, normally, and 19%~41% of men are infertile. But I am 100 % sure that I will be able to cure Master Jing, so donât worry Sister, remember to give me a huge red packet when the little master is born, haha!â
After Mu Qingâs words, Shangguan Ningâs face flushed as red as an apple. Her white earlobes and neck were red too. She wanted to disappear right at this moment.
She didnât expect that Jing Yichen had brought her here today, for this check-up.
It was so embarrassing.
But Jing Yichen wasnât affected at all as if Mu Qing were not talking about him.
Instead, he chuckled. âSee, I told you that you shouldnât have asked. But you still wanted to know the truth. Satisfied now?â
Shangguan Ning ignored him and turned around to walk away.
Without saying goodbye to Mu Qing, Jing Yichen walked out with his wife.
Standing alone in the office, Mu Qing laughed as he thought. âJing Yichen, honestly! Even if you are infertile...â
Afterwards, he started to think about Jing Yichenâs disease.
Theoretically speaking, it wasnât weird if other men got this disease, but Jing Yichen was a man who lived cleanly. How could he have gotten this disease? Could he have been injured in that area?
He had Tiger as his bodyguard and many other protecting him. Who could have hurt him?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Maybe his problem of not tolerating being touched had something to do with this!