CEO's Pampered Sweetheart

The ward was very quiet. Mu Shengchen waited by the bed for a while before he controlled the wheelchair to come out of the ward.    

Ye Xi was sitting there waiting for him. When he saw Mu Shengchen come out, Ye Xi immediately stood up. "Young Master Chen!"    

Huh?" Mu Shengchen raised his eyebrows.    

"Boss Heng sent them over." Ye Xi lowered his head.    

Mu Shengchen's face darkened. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.    

At this moment, a soft groan came from the ward.    

Mu Shengchen's eyes narrowed and he turned around instantly. He heard a groan coming from Ning Qianyu's throat.    

Without thinking, Mu Shengchen controlled the wheelchair and came to Ning Qianyu's bed, "Qianyu..."    

Ning Qianyu did not answer, but there was a soft groan coming out of her mouth. At the same time, her body was trembling because of the pain.    

"Young Master Chen, Young Mistress is..." Ye Xi asked in a low voice.    

Mu Shengchen did not answer Ye Xi's question. He only ordered, "Ye Xi, go get a basin of water."    

Ye Xi immediately rushed to the washroom and got a basin of warm water. He wet the towel with warm water and gave it to Mu Shengchen. The latter took the towel and wiped the sweat on Ning Qianyu's forehead.    

Mu Shengchen saw Ning Qianyu's body curled up in pain. His heart was sore and painful. He could not help but say, "I asked Ye Xi to get a nurse to give you an injection."    

Before Mu Shengchen could finish, Ning Qianyu grabbed his wrist.    

"Shengchen, don't stop the pain. It's not good for the baby..." Ning Qianyu's voice was choked with sobs.    

"Okay!" At this time, the joy of Ning Qianyu's pregnancy had long faded away in Mu Shengchen's heart.    

But now seeing Ning Qianyu's small face wrinkling in pain, it was even more painful than cutting open his heart with a knife.    

Mu Shengchen ignored the numbing pain coming from his injured hand and reached out to hug Ning Qianyu's waist. He caressed her back and comforted her. As if Mu Shengchen was making her feel better, Ning Qianyu went into Mu Shengchen's arms. Her face was pressed against Mu Shengchen's shoulder. She breathed softly and made a few soft hums.    

Mu Shengchen avoided her wound and hugged her tighter. He continued to gently stroke her back.    

The ward was very warm, but to Mu Shengchen, it was like an ice cellar.    

The person in his arms was trembling in pain, but he could do nothing about it.    

He really wanted to transfer all the pain from Ning Qianyu to him...    

Ning Qianyu was in pain for the middle of the night. It was only after the latter half of the night that she felt much better.    

She slowly fell asleep in Mu Shengchen's arms. When Mu Shengchen saw that Ning Qianyu was asleep, he gently stroked her hair.    

"Young Master Chen..." Behind him, Ye Xi's eyes fell on Mu Shengchen's blood red arm.    

It turned out that when Mu Shengchen hugged Ning Qianyu, the wound on his arm split open again and dyed his entire sleeve red.    

"Young Master Chen..."    

Mu Shengchen made a shushing gesture and carefully placed Ning Qianyu on the bed. He did not even look at his bleeding arm and carefully covered Ning Qianyu with the blanket.    

After confirming that Ning Qianyu was fine, Mu Shengchen agreed to let Ye Xi send him to the doctor to treat her wound again.    

Ning Qianyu's condition was under Mu Shengchen's care. In a week, she could get out of bed and walk around. She immediately couldn't stay in the hospital anymore and wanted to go back to her apartment.    

In the end, Mu Shengchen could only surrender and bring her back to the apartment to rest.    

Ning Qianyu leaned against the bed and shouted outside, "Shengchen, are you there?"    

"Yes!" The person outside answered. Then she heard the sound of the wheelchair rubbing against each other from afar.    

The door to the room was opened. Mu Shengchen came over with a glass of milk.    

"What's wrong?" Mu Shengchen passed the milk to Ning Qianyu and asked.    

Ning Qianyu took the milk and drank it. "Help me bring my bag over."    

"Bao bag?" Mu Shengchen glanced at Ning Qianyu, then controlled the wheelchair to leave.    

When he came back, Ning Qianyu's Bao was already in his hand.    

"Thank you." Ning Qianyu curled the corner of her mouth and pulled open her bag. She took out the "a mother-to-be's handbook" from inside.    

"You want to see this?" Mu Shengchen took the empty cup from Ning Qianyu's hand and placed it on the table. Then, he leaned his head closer.    

Ning Qianyu raised her eyebrows and asked. "Shall we look at it together?"    

"Okay." Mu Shengchen moved from the wheelchair to the bed. He sat behind Ning Qianyu and hugged her from behind. His eyes fell on the book in Ning Qianyu's hands.    

"How old is our baby?" After reading for a while, Mu Shengchen suddenly asked.    

"Eleven weeks." Ning Qianyu curled the corner of her mouth, her face carrying the radiance of motherhood.    

"Then can I hear the baby's heartbeat?" Mu Shengchen was overjoyed. He struggled to move from Ning Qianyu's back to the front. His ears turned to the side and he carefully pressed his ear against her soft and warm abdomen.    

"You can't hear it now. You have to rely on ultrasound to hear it." Ning Qianyu was furious.    

Mu Shengchen insisted on sticking close to her. Ning Qianyu had no choice but to let Mu Shengchen do as he pleased.    

"By the way, Qianyu, when are you going to do the pregnancy test?" Mu Shengchen, who was originally sticking close to Ning Qianyu's abdomen, suddenly looked up and asked.    

Ning Qianyu blinked her eyes and somewhat puzzled kissed, "Why are you asking this?"    

"I missed it last time. This time I have to accompany you." Mu Shengchen answered matter-of-factly, "Tell me the date. I will plan ahead."    

"It's still more than half a month..."    

"Then I have to prepare myself."    

The next night, Mu Shengchen and Ning Qianyu were about to go to sleep when the doorbell rang.    

Ning Qianyu sat up and was about to open the door but was stopped by Mu Shengchen. "I'll go. It's so late. Ye Xi should be looking for me. Go to sleep first. I'll be right back."    

"Okay." Ning Qianyu nodded obediently and then closed her eyes to continue sleeping.    

"Good." Mu Shengchen leaned over and kissed Ning Qianyu's forehead, then prepared to get up.    

Suddenly Ning Qianyu seemed to have thought of something. She sat up and said, "Shengchen, I'll help you get out of bed."    

"I can do it myself. Continue sleeping. Don't forget, I've been doing it myself these past few days." Mu Shengchen smiled. He propped himself up with his strong arms and slowly moved to the wheelchair next to the bed.    

In the hospital, he was not in a good position due to the injury to his hands, so he ordered Ye Xi for a few days. After returning from the hospital, he immediately chased Ye Xi away.    

He and Qianyu were in a good world. He did not want anyone to disturb them.    

Except for the three meals that were ordered from outside, the rest were all done by Mu Shengchen himself.    

After taking care of Ning Qianyu for a few days, Young Master Mu also became more and more skilled.