Chapter 402: Chapter 402 - 396: Hidden Prenatal Checkup Records

Jing Jihan was looking at her, his gaze as dark as the midnight sea.

Calm and unwavering.

Yet profound and unfathomable.

Shi Su’s eyes fell on him, confirming he had fastened his seatbelt. She quickly retracted her gaze and looked ahead, merging into the traffic on the road opposite the Kaixing Mansion.

She couldn’t tell if Jing Jihan was in a strange mood today or caught up in something bizarre. Sitting in the car was one thing, but actually appearing to enjoy his time in her little worn-out car was another. What’s more, he continuously cast his gaze on her without the slightest embarrassment, even when Shi Su occasionally glanced sideways at him with undisguised curiosity. He remained unfazed, simply watching her.

She focused on driving, more attentive to traffic safety, leaving no time to scrutinize the deep meaning in his eyes. Yet being watched the entire journey raised the hairs on her skin.

Finally, they arrived at a red traffic light, and Shi Su stopped the car and turned her eyes to meet the man’s gaze.

He was still watching her.

Suddenly, she felt a bit suffocated in the car, struggling for air. She simply lowered the windows on both sides during the brief stop.

Sunlight instantly spilled into the car, bathing the man seated beside her, surrounding him in brightness.

Shi Su avoided his gaze, coughed lightly, and said while looking ahead, "If anything feels uncomfortable, make sure to tell the doctor when we get to the hospital. After all, that metal hook was quite dangerous, and metal objects rust easily. The doctors in Hong Kong said it was fine back then, but I’m not sure how you’ve been recovering at home recently."

"Okay."

He agreed effortlessly.

But it tormented Shi Su the whole drive, trying to ignore his presence.

Upon reaching the hospital, the doctor they had scheduled was already waiting. The reason for coming directly to the hospital for a follow-up was that the medical environment and examination equipment here were more precise than the home-based equipment by family doctors.

Jing Jihan’s wound had healed, allowing normal movement. A hospital visit was simply to ensure safety in every aspect.

He went inside for a check-up while Shi Su waited outside the examination room.

It seemed she was the only "patient’s family" standing conspicuously in the corridor wearing huge sunglasses, a mask, and a hat, attracting curious glances from various patients and their families as well as the medical personnel passing by.

Shi Su decisively turned to face the wall near the examination room door, trying to prevent people from seeing her face.

Yet, behind her, she could vaguely hear someone not far away discussing: "Is she a celebrity..."

"Her figure is good, and she looks well-dressed. Her face is covered so tightly; maybe she’s really a celebrity~"

"Should we ask for an autograph or something?"

"Do you know which celebrity she is? What if she’s a big shot with a temper?"

"It’s the first time I’ve seen a celebrity; I really want to know who she is..."

If they were Shi Su’s fans, they’d easily recognize her from her silhouette, but if they were other passersby, they’d believe that every female star in the entertainment industry was tall with a good figure, making it impossible to tell who she was solely based on her silhouette.

Shi Su remained facing the wall, unmoving, and those occasionally gossipy family members weren’t bold enough to approach her for an autograph—fearing the embarrassment if she wasn’t a celebrity.

After a while, those people left, and Shi Su sighed in relief.

About twenty minutes later, Jing Jihan emerged from the examination room and saw Shi Su standing outside, his clear eyebrows slightly twitching: "Reflecting on your mistakes?"

Shi Su had been standing stiffly, tired from standing, she glanced at him: "Finished the check-up? What did the doctor say? Anything to keep in mind?"

The man casually closed the clinic door behind him and said lightly, "The wound has healed well."

Shi Su had guessed as much. After all, she had seen him move freely when getting out of the car, and Aunt Hui had told her the other day that Jing Jihan had returned to the company recently and hadn’t considered himself a patient.

Except for the first week after the injury, when movement was difficult.

"It’s good that everything is fine. I need to return to the film crew in the afternoon for the shoot; it’s a major production, so I can’t just take leave whenever. Today’s opportunity arose only because my co-star took leave due to a gastrointestinal flu, allowing me to spare the morning." Shi Su looked down at the time: "I need to be at the set by 1:30 PM. Are you heading back to the company or Kaixing Mansion? I’ll drive you first..."

At this moment, the clinic door abruptly opened, and the doctor walked out: "Mr. Jing, although the wound has healed quite well, it was deep, and this month’s recuperation was merely external healing. You should avoid lifting heavy objects or pulling anything for the next one to two months, and refrain from driving for now."

Jing Jihan responded calmly and indifferently, "Alright."

Shi Su turned to the doctor: "Anything else to watch out for?"

Doctor: "Mr. Jing has a good physical condition. Although he didn’t injure any tendons or bones back then, it’s inevitable there were some impacts. The saying ’it takes one hundred days for bone injuries’ applies, so be careful not to exert excessively for the next month or two—then there won’t be any major concerns."

Shi Su nodded: "Thank you, doctor."

After the doctor nodded politely to Jing Jihan and turned back to the clinic, Shi Su finally felt a weight she’d been carrying for over a month lifting.

The two entered the elevator to descend, and it suddenly stopped on the third floor of the hospital.

The third floor belonged to the gynecological and obstetrics department of Jiang City Central Hospital. A young gentleman supporting his wife, who was about to give birth, entered the elevator.

Seeing the wife’s rounded belly and her face pale with pain, it seemed the cervix had begun to open. Possibly hoping for a natural birth, she persevered by walking, resisting the urge to enter the delivery room. She must be in considerable pain.

Shi Su backed away inside the elevator, avoiding touching them.

"Thank you." The young gentleman said politely to Shi Su upon seeing her moving back.

Shi Su smiled slightly, remained silent, and backed further away, her mask covering her smile.

Jing Jihan noticed the wife being supported, let his gaze linger on her pale, sweat-filled face due to the pain for a mere few seconds, but considering he seldom paid focused attention to anyone, it seemed lengthy.

Shi Su was puzzled, wondering if Jing Jihan was interested in the pretty pregnant lady.

Otherwise, why had he not just looked once but continued to watch for quite a while?

The next day.

Yu Jing Group had a routine morning meeting on Monday, and Jing Jihan exited the meeting room, returning to the CEO’s office around ten o’clock.

It was nighttime for Qin Zhifeng; two hours ago, emails from the United States were flashing in the bottom corner of his computer screen.

The secretary was about to enter to report but saw Mr. Jing slightly raise his hand, signaling for them to leave first. Not daring to disturb him, the secretary hurriedly retreated with the meeting files.

The email from Qin Zhifeng contained over a dozen pregnancy records for Shi Su from several hospitals in the United States, including all registered documents from the day Shi Mianmian was born.

His phone also held a message from Qin Zhifeng: [No wonder that woman Shi Su has been so fearless since returning home; Wen Ke helped her keep all records from these American hospitals confidential. The originals are with Wen Ke, and only because you asked did I investigate this matter. No one else could obtain these originals from Wen Ke. I’m sending you the scanned copies now; as for the originals, you’ll have them when you come to the United States.]

Jing Jihan opened the email, linking all the pregnancy check-ups from the first time Shi Su arrived in the United States to the later prenatal examinations, including the timeline when Shi Mianmian was born, together.

Until the last two scanned documents in the email.

The content included the surgical consent form signed by Shi Su herself on the day Shi Mianmian was born.

The family member section was utterly blank, with only her signature at the bottom.

From the start of her pregnancy until the birth of Shi Mianmian, all records where family signature was required only showed Shi Su’s signature.

Ten months of pregnancy, including the moment when facing all unknown dangers lying in the delivery room, she managed everything by herself.

She was her only family.

Jing Jihan stared at those scanned original documents repeatedly for a long time, slowly raising his hand and pressing it against his brow bone.