Seeing Qin Feimo finally return to the car, Feng Jinglei also let out a sigh of relief.

Qin Feimo glanced at her slightly pale face, with a contemplative expression, as if she was deliberately hiding something from him.

But ultimately, what could be so important that must be concealed from him?

The blue sports car sped all the way toward the Commander Residence, reaching there just at noon.

Seeing the two return, Zhuang Yanyan, who had just hung up the phone on the sofa, immediately turned her head and smiled at them, "You’re back?"

Walking over and noticing Feng Jinglei’s face didn’t look good, Zhuang Yanyan’s smile faltered, and she looked pained, "Jinglei, are you really okay?"

Raising her eyes to meet Zhuang Yanyan’s concerned gaze, Feng Jinglei was taken aback.

She must have noticed her face doesn’t look good. Feng Jinglei smiled faintly, "I’m fine, Grandma. Please don’t worry."

There’s no way Zhuang Yanyan could be at ease, but after thinking, maybe her pallor was due to just visiting her parents’ memorial?

"Uncle Qin."

At this moment, Qin Feimo suddenly spoke to Uncle Qin behind him.

Uncle Qin stepped forward and nodded respectfully, "Young Master."

"Go and call the doctor."

The sudden request made Uncle Qin pause slightly, glancing at Feng Jinglei beside him, then immediately understanding, "Yes."

Feng Jinglei turned her head, surprised that he came back intending to call the family doctor for her.

She felt flustered and hurriedly spoke, "No need, I’m really fine, just need a nap."

Qin Feimo turned his gaze back, eyeing her, "Whether there’s anything wrong will be clear after a check-up."

After speaking, Qin Feimo didn’t stay in the living room, but walked towards the stairs, heading straight to the second floor.

Watching his back smunlikely open to refusal, Feng Jinglei’s face seemed even paler than before.

Beside her, Zhuang Yanyan also noticed her face really didn’t look right, so she held her hand tightly, speaking gently, "Feimo is right. Whether there’s anything wrong, the doctor will find out."

Facing Zhuang Yanyan’s concerned eyes, Feng Jinglei felt anxious.

Soon, the family doctor arrived.

Gazing at her slightly pale face, the doctor looked around before asking her, "Miss Feng, do you feel any discomfort or anything unusual?"

Confronted with the doctor’s inquiry, Feng Jinglei froze.

She naturally didn’t want to tell the doctor she hadn’t had her period in two months. Even if asked, she couldn’t say it in front of Grandma Qin and Grandpa Qin.

Upstairs, Qin Feimo stood at the corridor railing, overlooking the doctor examining Feng Jinglei in front of the living room couch.

Whether coincidentally or not, Feng Jinglei suddenly looked up at the second floor. Their eyes met, causing her to freeze. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

But quickly, to avoid his gaze, Feng Jinglei turned her sight back to the doctor, "I don’t feel any discomfort."

Her response left the doctor puzzled, lightly pursing his lips.

Her complexion indeed doesn’t look good. If she herself doesn’t feel anything wrong, it’s tough to diagnose, especially at home without any medical equipment.

"But your complexion really isn’t great, Dr. Lin, why don’t you check her pulse?" Zhuang Yanyan worried about her, thinking taking her pulse would be safer, in case something truly was amiss.

Hearing this, Feng Jinglei couldn’t help but feel anxious.

It seemed like in ancient times, pregnancy could be detected through pulse.

"Uh," She glanced at Zhuang Yanyan, then at the doctor, her urgent expression tinged with panic, "I- I just feel my throat is slightly sore, my nose seems blocked, and my head feels very heavy."