CHAPTER 675: 422 WANWAN PREGNANT? STUNNED JIANG WUYE [MUST CLICK]_2

It was only around seven in the morning, and many drugstores hadn’t yet opened. Shen Shuci, anxious and panicked, rushed out only to find that two drugstores were still closed. Then she suddenly remembered there was a 24-hour pharmacy nearby so she ran there, slippers slapping against the pavement, attracting quite a few stares with her frantic demeanor.

"Welcome." The duty chemist, a woman in her forties or fifties, sized her up as she jogged in, sweat beading on her forehead and her clothes hinting at an emergency. "Young lady, what would you like to buy?"

"Do you have pregnancy tests?"

"Uh?" The chemist was obviously taken aback. The first transaction at dawn was for a pregnancy test? "Yes, we have several brands, and also pregnancy test papers. Which would you prefer?"

She brought out seven or eight different boxes and laid them in front of her. Shen Shuci, not knowing much about these products, was unsure which was good or bad. "I’ll... take one of each."

"These pregnancy tests are all very accurate. If you’re really not at ease, you could buy two instead of so many. It’s best to go to the hospital for a check-up."

"I know, please help me check out."

"Sure, just a moment." The chemist started ringing her up, sizing her up again. Shen Shuci was young, and her panic led to inevitable suspicions... "In the early stages of pregnancy, avoid vigorous exercise and running."

Shen Shuci nodded, paid, and left the pharmacy. Passing a breakfast shop, she picked up a bowl of porridge for Tang Wan before rushing back into her residential complex.

On the street, she saw a father sending his child to school and suddenly remembered that she should inform Jiang Jinsang about such a significant matter...

She immediately pulled out her phone and dialed his number.

**

Jiang Mansion

Jiang Jinsang hadn’t slept well last night and got up early. After finishing his rehabilitation, he was helping his grandmother move flower pots, as she said the weather was good and wanted the flowers taken out to bask in the sun.

Ordinarily, he wouldn’t be asked to do such tasks, but he insisted his recovery was going well and that moving a few pots would be no problem.

"Be careful, this orchid is very delicate. Yes, move it over there." His grandmother, seeing her grandson getting healthier day by day, was naturally delighted. At this moment, Jiang Jinsang’s phone rang inconveniently.

He was moving a pot when he answered the call.

"Hello—" why was Shen Shuci calling him so early?

She rarely contacted him and never at this hour.

"Wanwan is in trouble. You better come quickly."

Her tone was urgent, slightly breathless.

"What? Hello—"

Jiang Jinsang hadn’t finished speaking when the call got disconnected. As he hastily stood up, he accidentally knocked over his grandmother’s delicate orchid...

In an instant, both flower and pot shattered on the ground.

"Good heavens, you reckless boy, do you know how expensive that flower was..." His grandmother, furious, lifted her cane as if to strike him.

Jiang Jinsang rushed back inside, grabbed his car keys, and walked out.

"Jiang Jinsang, you stop right there, Jiang Xiaowu—" His grandmother frowned. The lad was still in his home clothes and slippers. Where was he driving to like this?

He was rarely this flustered.

Jiang Jinsang was usually a very proper and dignified person, unaccustomed to leaving the house casually.

Jiang Cuo and Jiang Jiu were busy "rescuing" the orchid. Jiang Jinsang hadn’t said a word about leaving, so they hadn’t realized what was happening.

"What are you two dallying for? Hurry up and follow him. Something must have happened so early in the morning." Their grandmother urged them to catch up, watching the car drive off before she lowered her head sadly to look at her orchid.

"This damned boy, I’ve cared for this plant for seven or eight years. If this isn’t a big deal, when you return, I’ll skin you..."

The old lady looked at her orchid, feeling the pain.

...

It wasn’t that Shen Shuci deliberately hung up the phone; another call came in that took over Jiang Jinsang’s line—a work call. The manager told her that President Huang was very satisfied with their cooperation and asked her to continue managing the project.

Deep down, Shen Shuci didn’t want to be in charge of this project, but things were quite complicated. She didn’t have the heart to chat much with her manager and just said she would report to the office later, then hurried home.

The man who had been following her got into his car as well.

"What’s that woman up to now?"

"She went to a drugstore."

"Hmm." He was still examining a bruise on his face; that bastard had aimed right at his face, making it like this, and he probably couldn’t be seen in public for a while.

"Then she bought a pregnancy test..."

"Ah—" His finger paused, poking at his injured spot, "What did you say she bought?"

"A pregnancy test! Sir, could she be..."