Chapter 642 I'm going to be a father!
Jianli is pregnant, I'm going to be a father?
After the confusion, there was an indescribable surprise and excitement.
Qin Feng stood up and paced back and forth in the lobby. He was excited and said to himself: "It's not certain yet. It's better to find a doctor to confirm it, so as not to be happy for nothing.
Yes, yes! I have to find a doctor!"
Thinking of this, Qin Feng was about to run out of the Qin Mansion. He even wanted to go to the palace to find an imperial doctor.
However, as soon as he stepped out of the lobby, he was stopped by Qin's father: "Stinky boy, are you too excited? Have you forgotten that you are a doctor!"
Qin Feng paused and reacted. Yes, if it comes to medical skills, who in the whole Fengtian City can compare with him?
Coming to Liu Jianli again, Qin Feng took a few deep breaths, stretched out his right hand, and carefully placed it on the other's white and smooth wrist. At the same time, he also opened his double pupil ability to observe the other's body.
Everyone in the lobby quieted down, with a look of tension and expectation on their faces.
After about twenty breaths, Qin Feng's whole body collapsed like a taut string loosened.
"Son-in-law, what's the result?" Lan Ningshuang clasped her hands together and asked in a low voice.
"Feng'er, you should speak." Er Niang grabbed Qin's sleeves, her palms were sweaty.
The others were also waiting for an answer.
Then Qin Feng smiled foolishly and said, "I'm going to be a father."
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt relieved, and the atmosphere of joy spread instantly in the lobby.
Reliving a new life, this is an experience Qin Feng has never had before. For a moment, the feeling of happiness overflowed in his chest, and the whole person seemed to be floating in the sea of clouds.
He stretched out his hand and slowly placed it on Liu Jianli's abdomen, as if he wanted to feel the fluctuations of the little life.
But he forgot that Liu Jianli had just gotten pregnant, how could the fetus in her belly move?
Liu Jianli smiled, looking at the man in front of her, her eyes full of soft light, and in her heart she was still grateful for the method her mother taught her, otherwise she might not have this result.
Cang Feilan felt quite complicated when she saw this scene. She was happy that Sister Jianli got what she wanted, but she was also angry and worried that her belly had not moved.
Bai Yan smiled and said, "If a woman is pregnant, blood and qi will condense in her abdomen, and when she mobilizes her internal energy, it will also be disordered.
So when you fought with Wushuang the night before, your sword moves suddenly changed."
In fact, as a doctor, Qin Feng should have thought of this possibility at the time, but he was too concerned and thought about it in a different way.
After being overwhelmed by happiness, Qin Feng slowly calmed down and asked, "Senior Bai, after the woman is pregnant, will the fetus take away the ancient divine breath in the mother's body?"
"Ancient divine breath?" Bai Yan was slightly stunned. The reason why he was able to successfully enter the second-grade realm was because the Sword Dao League had found the remnants of the ancient divine breath after going through so much hardship.
"Since ancient times, it is extremely difficult for a woman to reach this level of cultivation and give birth to a child.
So I don't know the specific reason for your situation.
But I have heard that some beings in the world are gifted and have strong bloodlines. That is because when they are still in the mother's body, they will absorb external energy and strengthen themselves, so that they can have an amazing level of cultivation at birth." Bai Yan pondered for a moment and gave this answer.
Cang Feilan on the side said: "Yes, our dragon clan is like this."
"Senior Bai means that Jianli may also be in this situation?"
Bai Yan nodded slightly: "But what is the case now is just speculation, everything will have to wait until the day the child is born to be determined."
Not long after, the Qin family learned that the young lady was pregnant, and for a while, they were surprised and happy.
Er Niang treated Liu Jianli as a fragile item and took care of her. She told her not to catch a cold at night, and ordered the kitchen to make more nutritious food to replenish Jianli's body.
When the mother-in-law of the Liu family, Sheniu, learned about this, she rushed to the Qin Mansion. While caring about Jianli, she also did not forget to communicate with Erniang about the experience and precautions of pregnancy, and gave Liu Jianli many instructions.
The whole Qin Mansion was as lively as the New Year.
When this energy passed, Liu Jianli's ears became quiet. She sat by the bed and stroked her belly, full of tenderness.
At this time, the door of the house was pushed open, and Cang Feilan stood at the door, looking like she wanted to say something but stopped. She came to ask for advice on pregnancy experience.
Liu Jianli replied softly: "I usually practice with you in the forest, and I don't do anything else. I think it's my mother's method that worked."
Your method has always worked for me, and there is no movement in my belly. Cang Feilan sighed secretly, thinking that it was a problem with the dragon bloodline.
But she, who has been strong all her life, did not give up because of this, but asked about details everywhere.
For example, what does Sister Jianli eat on weekdays, what is her daily routine, and whether there is any special luck method when practicing.
She even asked about the postures and duration of Jianli and Qin Feng's sex.
After keeping all these things in mind, Cang Feilan planned to do it from tonight.
After saying goodbye and preparing to leave, she turned around and looked at Jianli's belly. In her light blue eyes, there was unspeakable envy and high fighting spirit.
Time passed quickly, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye.
The dojo of the Sword Dao League was finally built in Fengtian City. Due to its reputation, more than a hundred disciples joined in just half a day.
If this trend continues, the number of people joining will only increase.
However, a tall tree attracts the wind. The dojo of the Sword Alliance is so popular that some people are bound to be jealous.
Especially those local martial arts halls in Fengtian City. They can gain a foothold in Fengtian City. The background behind them is naturally extraordinary, and there are many capable people and masters.
There are even many generals who have retired from the army.
Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
When a new dojo is built, it has long been an unwritten rule for local martial arts halls to come and ask for advice and show off their prestige.
What's more, it is a dragon from across the river like the Sword Alliance?
Senior Bai Yan had long anticipated this situation, so he set up a ring outside the dojo.
The fight on the ring has never stopped since the dojo was built.
Bang!
A burly figure was cut off by the sword energy and flew out of the ring, and the sound of inhalation from the audience came one after another.
"This is the 36th person, right?"
"I didn't expect that anyone from the Kendo League would have such ability."
"You are not talking nonsense. The Kendo League, founded by the three major Kendo families, combines the strengths of the three families. Isn't it reasonable that their disciples have such strength?"
The strong man who broke into the ring was originally a military general. He didn't feel embarrassed after losing the fight, but clasped his fists and said admiringly: "The Kendo League is really not well-known. I'm grateful for your advice."
"I admit it." The disciple on the stage returned the greeting respectfully.
The Kendo League won consecutive battles and was in great glory for a while.
The rest of the people who wanted to fight in the ring looked at each other and backed off.
Why go up and humiliate yourself?
But at this moment, a cold snort sounded: "When will Fengtian City let these young people run wild?"
The disciple guarding the ring frowned when he heard the words, and looked in the direction of the voice. The person who came was a middle-aged man with a scarred face, with a murderous aura, and it was obvious that he had stained his hands with blood.
"There is no point in talking more, please teach me." The disciple of the Kendo League said in a deep voice.
In a moment, blood spilled onto the stage and screams rang out.