When she put it in the box, it was clearly showing two lines.

In this process, there was no possibility of a switch.

Could it really be that there was a problem with her urine?

Tang Li began to deeply doubt herself.

Song Baiyan didn’t think that way.

When Tang Li said "I’m the one showing two lines," Song Baiyan understood — there’s an eighty to ninety percent chance that there’s a problem with this pregnancy test stick.

Instead of questioning where the pregnancy test stick came from, Song Baiyan picked up the landline phone and immediately dialed the medical office’s extension.

Tan Palace has a dedicated medical area.

Ultrasounds and other sonographic examinations can be done there.

Wives of former presidents have also given birth at Tan Palace.

The matter of pregnancy certainly needed clarification.

So, after Song Baiyan hung up the phone, Tang Li obediently followed him for the examination.

When Tang Li was brought in, Pei Shiyu was already prepared.

Seeing the ultrasound machine, Tang Li inevitably felt a bit nervous. When she laid down, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a tall silhouette.

The white shirt and black trousers were familiar to Tang Li.

Song Baiyan stayed in the room, too.

Realizing this, her heart finally settled.

The coupling gel was applied to her lower abdomen, cold at first, and then the ultrasound probe was placed on it.

For a moment, the room was so quiet one could hear everyone’s breathing.

To Tang Li, every second felt like an execution.

Finally —

Two minutes later, Pei Shiyu moved his gaze away from the screen and looked towards Song Baiyan. Even with a mask on, he could sense his smile: "From the color Doppler imaging, it appears to be about six weeks pregnant."

Tang Li couldn’t help but tilt her head slightly, wanting to see the gestational sac.

The next second, her shoulder was supported.

Tang Li sat up in response, turning back to see the image on the screen.

In the fan-shaped view, a little bean sprout was clearly visible.

"To see the fetal heartbeat and germ, you’ll need another half month or so," Pei Shiyu explained professionally from the side.

Tang Li continued gazing at the screen, not knowing when, but her left hand was already held by a big hand.

Song Baiyan’s query came from behind her: "Is the baby fairly healthy?"

"Since it’s early pregnancy, some issues might not be visible yet."

Such as the Tang screen test, which is done after 15 weeks of pregnancy.

Pei Shiyu continued, "But we can do a blood test first."

This involves checking the HCG and progesterone levels in the mother.

When Tang Li went for the blood test, Song Baiyan didn’t accompany her.

When she pressed on her arm and came out of the sampling room, she saw Song Baiyan standing not far away, smoking.

At the moment she noticed him, Song Baiyan stubbed out his cigarette on the corridor’s handrail. The PVC material couldn’t withstand the burn, leaving a dark mark.

Looking at Song Baiyan at this moment, Tang Li felt tenderness, and it was an unprecedented kind of tenderness. Yet she didn’t forget the doctor’s advice: "The doctor advised you to quit smoking."

Song Baiyan didn’t argue, "Yes, it’s my fault for not holding back."

With such a good attitude in admitting his mistake, Tang Li couldn’t bear to nag any further.

She just reminded him: "From now on, you’re not allowed to smoke anymore."

Afraid her words wouldn’t be enough, she cupped her flat belly with both hands, looking down and saying, "Son, your dad’s really something. You just got here and he’s already exposing you to second-hand smoke."

As the father, he immediately promised: "From now on, I won’t smoke anymore."

"Okay."

Song Baiyan saw Tang Li’s unconcerned expression, and the corners of his eyes softened with a smile, saying further: "Even if we don’t have a child, I should quit smoking entirely for you."

Between the lines, the child was not placed before her.

Tang Li’s expression improved, deciding not to be too tough on the father.

The blood test result came out half an hour later.

So, Tang Li decided to wait here.

Seeing Song Baiyan not planning to leave either, she couldn’t help but urge: "You should go back to work. I’ll deliver the report to you when it’s ready."

"It won’t make much difference to wait a little while longer."

Song Baiyan sat down in the chair next to her.

Once again, Tang Li’s hand was grasped.

Song Baiyan’s palm was hot, covering her fingers silently, allowing Tang Li’s somewhat anxious heart due to the waiting to settle down again.

Actually, the blood test report came out in less than twenty minutes.

Tang Li’s HCG was low.

This explained the change in the pregnancy test stick.

The red line on the pregnancy test stick is shown based on HCG levels.

Even if Pei Shiyu phrased it courteously, Tang Li understood that low HCG could lead to threatened miscarriage or embryonic arrest.

"But don’t worry, this blood HCG can double in three days; perhaps the pregnancy is at a shorter term, leading to these results."

At this point, the doctor’s reassurance didn’t seem to work.

Unlike the soon-to-be mom who turned crestfallen, the soon-to-be dad didn’t say it, but he wasn’t much better off either.

After returning, Song Baiyan had the kitchen prepare a few dishes with tofu for lunch.

Xiao Minglan picked up her bowl, looking at the table of stewed meat with vegetarian knots, stir-fried celery with dried tofu shreds, chilled bamboo shoots, and braised veggie chicken, she was momentarily speechless.

She wondered why she didn’t know that someone at home liked eating tofu products so much?

Tang Li’s pregnancy was unstable, and Song Baiyan didn’t plan on telling Xiao Minglan about it now. He just mentioned that in a certain place where the typhoon hit, a tofu company donated five million worth of goods, and upon remembering it today, decided to purchase their products and have the kitchen cook a few dishes to try.

Thus, that evening, the dishes were still made with tofu.

Tang Li ate two meals of celery dried tofu, and her heart was still beating wildly.

After dinner, she chewed on two large apples.

Before going to sleep, she made a significant decision.

——To name the child Tudan.

Child’s father: "..."

"Isn’t it said that giving a child an unflattering name helps them thrive?" Tang Li fretted endlessly for her son: "When King Yan hears a name like Tudan, he’d surely find it displeasing, and wouldn’t want to bother with him. If it were a good name, he might just want to claim the child for a look."

In naming, Tang Li didn’t act arbitrarily.

"If you think Tudan isn’t good, there’s Shuazi, Tietou, Youcai, or Biandan."

These are names she deemed relatively pleasing among unflattering ones. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Actually, Biandan sounds quite good," Tang Li said, "Song Biandan, Song Biandan, sounds like a sturdy child."

Song Baiyan saw that Tang Li was determined to give their child a name that would hold strong.

As a couple, there was certainly no need to argue bitterly over a name.

In this matter, he was willing to go along with his little wife.

However —

As ’Song Biandan’ was about to be settled, Song Baiyan aimed for a different name for the child: "How about Xiaohua?"

Xiaohua.

Though the name sounded feminine, Tang Li had no objection.

She realized that Song Baiyan had thought it through thoroughly.

King Yan, an old-fashioned relic, might be biased towards males, giving the son a feminine name, especially one that was so ridiculously simple, would definitely not be well received.

Most importantly.

If the child blamed someone in the future, she could shove the responsibility onto Song Baiyan.

"What are you scheming as your eyes roll?"

Upon hearing the question, Tang Li regained focus, leaned over, and kissed Song Baiyan, saying consistent with her actions: "Just thinking, my husband treats me really well."

——

Goodnight!