When He Jiarong heard this tone, he understood. Jiang Wan didn't know Chen Ping's identity and hurriedly replied: "It's nothing, oh, I have something to do here, so I'll die first."

After hanging up the phone, He Jiarong left Juxian Pavilion with a cold look on his face.

And here, after Chen Ping returned to the hospital, he happened to run into Jiang Wan.

The two are still in the Cold War and don't pay attention to each other.

But today Jiang Wan obviously put down her posture and came over and said: "Chen Ping, can't I be wrong?"

Chen Ping didn't want to be angry with Jiang Wan anymore. He deliberately hugged his arms and asked coldly: "Where was wrong?"

Jiang Wan hooked Chen Ping's arm and said aggrievedly: "I should trust my husband unconditionally. I should discuss everything with my husband. I should not meet He Jiarong privately, and I should not lie to you."

Chen Ping smiled gently and said softly: "Tell me, what do you think."

When Jiang Wan heard Chen Ping's tone, she knew that he had forgiven herself. She immediately smiled and said, "Husband, I was actually selfish when He Jiarong came to me that day. I want to use his connections and funds to help the company overcome difficulties. But you must believe me, I really have nothing to him. I only love you in my heart now, and you are my good husband."

Chen Ping gave her a blank look, scratched her nose, and said, "I know you are under great pressure recently, but if you have anything to do in the future, remember to discuss with me. Can I help you, do you understand?"

Jiang Wan nodded umm, held Chen Ping's arm tightly, leaned in his arms, squinted her eyes, and said with a sweet and happy smile on her lips: "Chen Ping, it's great to have you by my side."

The two of them said nothing and just leaned together.

This is a small and sweet life.

But suddenly, Jiang Wan hurriedly got up, covered her mouth, rushed into the bathroom, and retching again.

Chen Ping browsed and was so worried that he chased after him, patted Jiang Wan's back and asked, "Wan'er, are you okay? Why have you been retching recently?"

Jiang Wan shook her head, washed her cold face, and said, "It's okay, maybe she's under great pressure recently, so she doesn't eat well."

"Really?"

Chen Ping was very worried about Jiang Wan's health. He knew that she had been staying up until early in the morning these days.

Jiang Wan was about to say something, but suddenly her head shook, her eyes widened and said in surprise: "Chen... Chen Ping, I, I won't be pregnant..."

Damn it!

Chen Ping was stunned and stared at Jiang Wan on the spot.

Without saying a word, Chen Ping suddenly hugged Princess Jiang Wan and went straight to the emergency room: "Doctor, hurry up, check my wife!"

Gynecology.

Jiang Wan sat, very nervous, an elderly middle-aged man opposite her was pursuing her pulse, and her face was silent.

Chen Ping stood anxiously beside Jiang Wan, pressing her shoulder, looking very anxious.

It was too late, and there were no people in each department of the hospital, only a few doctors on duty.
Chapter completed!