The military wife is pregnant and the tycoon, who has no heir, spoils her rotten.

Chapter 90 Heavyweights

Shen Hangzhi smiled calmly, then slowly uttered two words, "Repaying a debt of gratitude."

Xia Zhi saw that he didn't really want to talk about this topic, so she didn't say anything.

At night, the baby's cries and the snoring around her kept Xia Zhi tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

In the end, I forced myself to close my eyes and drifted through the night in a daze, half-awake and half-asleep.

Around four or five o'clock the next afternoon, the two finally arrived in Kunming.

Xia Zhi, carrying her bag, followed Shen Hangzhi off the bus. As soon as they exited the station, a car was already waiting there.

Shen Hangzhi led her over there, introducing them to each other, "This is Uncle Li, Uncle Li, this is Xia Zhi, she is Bei Ting's wife."

"Oh, I see. Well then, young master, Miss Xia, please be seated. I'm starting the car."

Uncle Li's tone was somewhat disappointed after he finished speaking; he had thought it would be the young mistress that the young master brought back.

Xia Zhi greeted him politely, then looked around at the city. There were bicycles and cars coming and going, the sound of newspaper vendors selling newspapers on the roadside, and many tall buildings that were much taller than those in the town.

Xia Zhi watched all the way, and before she knew it, she arrived at Shen Hang's house. When she got out of the car and saw the scene in front of her, she was so shocked that she opened her mouth.

Before her was a duplex villa, and Shen Hangzhi's identity once again refreshed her understanding of him.

"Young Master, Miss Xia, please come in."

After the two entered, a couple was sitting in the living room. Shen Taishan looked up at the door after hearing the noise, and after seeing who it was, he snorted coldly and got up to go upstairs.

Shen Hangzhi seemed to be used to it, and simply greeted another woman, "Mom."

"Yes, you're back." Yu Qing said, her gaze falling on Xia Zhi.

"Mom, this is my colleague, and also Beiting's wife."

"Hello, Aunt Shen," Xia Zhi greeted her quickly.

Yu Qing frowned slightly, nodded faintly, and said nothing.

Xia Zhi sensed the awkward and stiff atmosphere among the family and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Aunt Liu, could you please arrange a guest room for Xia?"

"thanks, thanks."

Xia Zhi thanked her reservedly.

Shen Hangzhi looked at her gently, "Yes, it's okay. Feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything."

After being led to the guest room and having her things put down, Xia Zhi took a deep breath.

It's too depressing.

Dr. Shen seemed gentle and mild-mannered, but the family atmosphere was different from what she had expected.

After putting her things away, Xia Zhi hurriedly went outside.

"Oh, my dear grandson is back. How were things over there? Are you alright?"

An elderly man with gray hair, leaning on a cane, and exuding a stern aura walked in. His steps were steady, and at first glance, he seemed perfectly fine, but upon closer inspection, his hand holding the cane was trembling slightly.

"Grandpa, everything is fine."

Shen Changming nodded, his deep eyes filled with affection.

"Grandpa, this is Xia Zhi, Bei Ting's wife. She's in the city on some business and will be staying for a few days."

Xia Zhi quickly smiled and obediently greeted, "Hello, Grandpa Shen."

“That kid Beiting actually got married, hahaha, that’s great.” Saying this, Shen Changming looked at him and asked, “How is his injury?” “Grandpa, don’t worry, Xia has healed it all.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Changming's gaze fell on the young girl again. She looked quite young, but he hadn't expected her to have such abilities.

Xia Zhi wore a humble smile. Shen Changming, a major contributor to the book, was also a renowned figure in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. During his more than ten years in office, he engaged in fierce debates with the other side to safeguard my country's interests and dignity. He was undoubtedly a great hero.

Moreover, the book states that Shen Changming has always been a figure feared by all parties.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhi became even more determined to save him; good people should live to be a hundred years old.

"Grandpa, let Xia take a look at you, so I can feel at ease."

Yu Qing, who was standing to the side, put down her cup, frowned, raised her head, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but she still didn't say anything.

Xia Zhi quickly got up and walked to Shen Changming's side.

Shen Changming's imposing gaze swept over her for a few moments before he reached out his hand.

Xia Zhi placed her hand on Shen Changming's hand, examined it carefully, asked a few questions, and then let go of his hand.

"So far, apart from the problem that Brother Shen mentioned, everything else seems fine. I wonder if Grandpa Shen has any recent hospital check-up reports?"

"Haha, I was just about to go."

“Grandpa, Xia and I will go with you tomorrow, and we can take a look.” Shen Hangzhi held his hand.

Upon hearing this, Shen Taishan, who was standing at the top of the stairs, sneered, "If you really had that kind of filial piety, you wouldn't have gone to the border."

Xia Zhi pursed her lips, now she understood why the family atmosphere was so strange. But thinking about it carefully, it made sense. Shen Hangzhi was so privileged, and judging from the current situation, he was the only son in the Shen family.

He abandoned his family and went to such a far-off border post. It's normal for his parents to have some complaints.

Shen Hangzhi frowned unhappily, stood up and looked at him, "Do we have to have a fight every time we come back to be happy?"

"Alright, Shen Taishan, if you're bored, get out."

In the end, it was Shen Changming who spoke up to break the tension between father and son.

Shen Taishan took a few deep breaths, and finally walked out angrily.

Yu Qing sighed, got up, and went to the kitchen.

Shen Changming smiled at her, "Xia, I'm sorry you had to see this."

Xia Zhi shook her head, "It's alright, Grandpa Shen."

Xia Zhi listened quietly to Shen Changming and Shen Hangzhi's conversation, without interrupting, her mind preoccupied with her upcoming trip to the auction house.

At night, Xia Zhi thought about Shen Changming's illness. She wished she could have an X-ray taken so she could get a clearer view of the condition inside Shen Changming's brain.

The next day, Xia Zhi accompanied Shen Hangzhi and Shen Changming to the First People's Hospital.

After a series of examinations, Xia Zhi looked at Shen Changming's information in her hand. Fortunately, he had been under control with medication, and the condition in his brain had not yet become malignant.

She learned from Shen Hangzhi that the hospital offered a 20% success rate, which was why Shen Changming was reluctant to accept it.

He felt that if he didn't have the surgery, he could live a longer life, but if he did, he might die in the operating room, so it wasn't worth it.

Xia Zhi looked at Shen Changming, who was asleep on the hospital bed due to exhaustion from the examination. Shen Hangzhi was not in the ward either, presumably he had gone out to find people in the hospital to find out what was going on.

Xia Zhi held her breath and quickly took X-rays of Shen Changming during the break. Looking at the X-rays in her hand, she frowned. It seemed that this situation could not be delayed any longer, otherwise it would compress his nerves.

A conversation came from the doorway. Xia Zhi quickly threw the film into her spatial storage. Then she saw Shen Hangzhi and a doctor behind him walk in with solemn expressions.

Shen Hangzhi looked at her hesitantly, but finally sighed helplessly.

The doctor said that the risks of surgery are much higher now than before, and if anything goes wrong, we may have to prepare for the worst.