Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

Chapter 538: Chapter 531: Slippery Pulse

Sisi had already packed her bags and was ready to leave at any moment, but because Old Man and Granny Zhao were feeling down these days, she decided to stay home and keep them company, bringing Du Du along with her. With the adorable little chubby one around, the spirits of the two elderly people improved a lot.

Having too much free time these days, Sisi started wandering around, frequently visiting the Shangguan Family’s place. Shangguan and Yang Shu, the couple, had been married for three years without any news, making the Yang Family worry whether Yang Shu’s previous injury had affected his fertility. Thus, they dared not press the couple, fearing it would upset them, and were mentally preparing for the possibility of adopting a child.

Moreover, due to their guilt towards Shangguan, the Yang Family treated her even better than their own daughter. Basking in the dual nourishment of love and familial affection, Shangguan was living a very comfortable life, her face always radiant and cheerful, clearly a happy woman.

Today, Sisi wanted to go shopping with Shangguan. Just as she was entering the yard, she was surprised to find Yang Shu, who should have been at the factory, still at home with a worried look on his face.

"Brother Yang, why aren’t you at the factory yet?" Sisi asked curiously.

Upon seeing Sisi, Yang Shu immediately smiled, relieved.

"Sisi, you came just in time, help me persuade Feifei to go to the hospital with me."

"Hospital? Brother Yang, is Feifei feeling unwell?"

Sisi found it hard to believe because, in her impression, Shangguan was stronger than a bull, and even common colds would steer clear of her.

"Yes, Feifei has had a poor appetite since the day before yesterday, and this morning she even refused to eat meat, which is definitely not normal," Yang Shu said with concern.

Sisi unconsciously asked, "Feifei has a poor appetite? She refuses to eat?"

For the food-loving Shangguan Feifei to lose her appetite was indeed a serious matter!

However, Yang Shu’s response made Sisi both laugh and cry.

"That’s not it. She just isn’t eating much meat. Before, she could finish a big bowl of meat I cooked in one meal, but now she only eats half, and this morning she outright refused to eat steak."

A meal with a big bowl of meat?

Steak for breakfast?

Sisi felt full just hearing about it, and glanced at Miss Shangguan, who was slurping porridge and devouring meat buns at the dining table, along with her plump double chin. She shot an odd look at Yang Shu, thinking, "Does he have a problem in his head?"

Just in the short time Sisi stood at the doorway, Miss Shangguan had already polished off four meat buns and three bowls of corn porridge, and breakfast was still ongoing. Poor appetite?

Sisi didn’t want to look at Yang Shu’s troubled face anymore, thinking damn it, showing off their love when she knows her husband isn’t around!

This is so annoying!

When Shangguan saw Sisi, she showed a brilliant smile and generously invited her to join for breakfast, handing her a plump white meat bun.

"Feifei, Brother Yang said your appetite has worsened?" Sisi took a bite of the meat bun and asked with a smile.

Shangguan swallowed the bun she was holding in one bite, followed by a big gulp of porridge, and then contentedly patted her belly, solemnly nodding her head.

"I’ve lost my taste for meat. I didn’t eat even a bite of the steak Ah Shu fried this morning."

Afterwards, Shangguan showed a rather distressed expression, sighing at the sight of others enjoying meat while she couldn’t stomach it. Such heartbreak!

Sisi glanced at the greasy meat filling in her bun and twitched the corner of her eye!

A person who ate six meat buns still claimed to have a poor appetite?

Looking at Yang Shu beside her, nodding in agreement, Sisi felt that birds of a feather really do flock together!

Yang Shu isn’t nurturing a wife; he’s raising a pig!

But truly, Shangguan had been fattened up – originally a slender Lady Enforcer, she had been turned into an adorably plump succulent by Yang Shu, demonstrating just how much meat he had fed her.

"Feifei, let’s go to the hospital and get it checked? You not being able to eat meat isn’t good; you’ll be lacking in nutrition," Yang Shu still voiced his concerns.

"I’m not going, I hate the smell of antiseptic in hospitals," Shangguan retorted with a dismissive glance, firmly unwilling to go.

Sisi sneered, not expecting that Shangguan would act coquettishly?

Hate the smell of antiseptic in hospitals?

Back when they were in a warzone hospital, Shangguan used to visit more frequently than she and Zhang Jie did! She never mentioned hating the smell of antiseptic then.

And wasn’t their defining kiss also in a hospital?

It’s really blatant lying!

Yet, there always seems to be someone who falls for this act.

"Alright, alright, if you hate the smell of antiseptic, then we won’t go. How about I have the doctor come to our house to check on you?"

Watching this display, Sisi felt so cringy she couldn’t take it; she decided that she had to ask Tian Xinhua to learn from Yang Shu’s way of pampering his wife!

Sisi, feeling unbearably saccharine, interrupted the lovey-dovey couple, "Never mind, don’t bother the doctor in this bloody hot weather; I’ll check on Feifei myself."

"Are you sure you can do it?" Yang Shu was very skeptical of Sisi’s abilities.

Sisi glared at him fiercely, causing Yang Shu to shrink back instinctively, knowing better than to offend his wife’s close friend.

Sisi then picked up Shangguan’s wrist and feigned checking her pulse, though she seemed more like a quack than a practitioner, with Shangguan playing along, giggling as if it were all just a game.

Yang Shu, swallowing hard, mustered the courage to say, "Sisi, shouldn’t the pulse be checked on the left hand?"

Sisi choked and stubbornly retorted, "Ever heard of ’left for men and right for women’?"

Yang Shu promptly shut his mouth, resolved to call a doctor to check on his wife at home later since he didn’t trust Sisi, the amateur quack doctor at all.

Sisi was just testing for fun too; she had briefly read some things in a book and didn’t really understand how to take pulses.

But why was the pulse obviously faster than normal?

And that rolling sensation seemed like the ’bead-rolling-under-fingers’ described in the book. Sisi pressed down a bit more with her fingers, yes, it was rolling.

A slippery pulse!

Sisi was inwardly thrilled; she was a genius to detect a slippery pulse on her first try—tsk, she definitely deserved a big red envelope from Yang Shu.

Recalling that Shangguan suddenly disliked meat and had gained quite a bit of weight, Sisi felt somewhat certain about what was going on, though she wasn’t a doctor and couldn’t be absolutely sure.

"Feifei, when did you last have your period?" Sisi asked the most straightforward question.

Hearing this, Shangguan was momentarily confused, instinctively turning to Yang Shu, who promptly answered, "It’s been almost two months."

Sisi shook her head and sighed, these two goofballs!

"Go to the hospital’s obstetrics and gynecology department for a urine test, Feifei is most likely pregnant."

Sisi’s bombshell left the clueless couple dazed, remaining stupefied even as they got into the car.

"I’m going to be a dad? Can I really be a dad?"

Yang Shu repeated the line like an idiot, and Sisi didn’t have the heart to tease him, understanding that Yang Shu might have believed he couldn’t have kids. The sudden good news making him react this way was quite understandable.