Fortunately, Si Yang had quick eyes and hands and supported her. He felt the heat coming from her shoulder and looked at Si Ning in surprise, "She has a fever."

Si Ning was stunned, "Go find a doctor quickly!"

Jiang Lan seemed to have had a long dream, in which he went back to his childhood.

She was placed in the storage room by Lu Wanrou. The house was very dark, and she was swallowed up by the darkness, as if she had fallen into a black vortex.

She banged on the door desperately, but no one answered her.

When she was desperate, the closed door slowly opened, and a beam of light came through the crack in the door. The beam of light became bigger and brighter, illuminating her gray eyes.

That tall and majestic figure was bathed in the holy light, like a god descending, dispelling the haze around her.

He stretched out his hand, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and his slender white fingers fell in front of her, breaking down all the defenses in her heart.

Like God's hand to save the common people, she became his most devout believer from then on.

When she stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to grab it, the hand suddenly withdrew.

She hurriedly got up and tried to grab the hand, but she missed it, and finally even the door was closed.

She was back in the darkness again.

Jiang Lan opened her eyes suddenly, and the glare above her head was dazzling. She gasped for air, and the panic in her dream still lingered.

"Wake up." Si Ning's voice came from the side.

"You tell her."

"I...brother, it's up to you to tell me."

"...do you think it's appropriate?"

Jiang Lan turned around and saw Si Yang and Si Ning standing in front of the bed, arguing about something.

Si Yangqing coughed, patted Si Ning's shoulder, turned around and walked out.

Jiang Lan sat up and gestured to Si Ning: What are you talking about?

Si Ning looked unnatural. She sat down beside the bed angrily, held Jiang Lan's hand, and stopped talking.

Jiang Lan stared at her, but after waiting for a long time, he still couldn't wait for what Si Ning wanted to say.

She let go of Si Ning's hand and gestured: Si Ning, don't I have a terminal illness? It doesn't matter, just tell me, I'm mentally prepared.

It would be nice if it was really a terminal illness, so that she wouldn't have to think about the meaning of life every day.

Si Ning patted her hand and said, "Bah, don't talk nonsense. You don't have a terminal disease, you just got pregnant."

After Si Ning finished speaking, she closed her eyes in annoyance. She might as well have been terminally ill.

There was a buzz in Jiang Lan's head, as if a thunderbolt would fall on her head. She sat on the bed in shock and stared at Si Ning blankly.

After a while, she regained consciousness and gesticulated with her fingers in a panic.

"Slow down, you are too fast and I can't understand you."

Si Ning has only learned sign language for more than a year, and she has to think about many things before she can remember them. How can she understand the speed with which she plays the piano?

Jiang Lan paused. She tried to calm down and slowed down her sign language.

Jiang Lan: Did the doctor misdiagnose me? I took medicine and we took protective measures.

Si Ning understood it this time. She took out the test sheet next to her and handed it to Jiang Lan: "Then, take a look at it yourself."

Jiang Lan took the test form and read the words on it carefully. It said 5 weeks of pregnancy.

More than a month ago.

She pressed her heart that was beating violently on her chest, closed her eyes, and thought carefully about what happened more than a month ago.

It was Lu Jingchi's birthday and they went back to Lu's house. Lu Jingchi drank a little too much that night.

She got up too late the next day, was scolded by Mrs. Lu, and forgot about it when she went back.

It must have happened that time.
Chapter completed!