"Should I wipe down there?" Feng Jia looked and asked.
"No!" Gu Chu tightened her grip on the quilt.
"Then go to sleep," Feng Jia said. "It's already one o'clock in the morning."
Gu Chu hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes, I'm going to sleep."
She had encountered too many things today. If he hadn't teased her just now, she would probably be thinking about the pregnancy for the entire night.
Feng Jia turned off the light, sat on the sofa, and opened his laptop.
There was only one bed in the single-person ward, and he didn't want to sleep in the foldable bed, so he spent several nights on the sofa.
He opened Wechat. Susan had just sent him a message a few minutes ago saying that Feng Huai was out of the police station with his lawyer.
He replied, "Send someone to keep an eye on him."
Susan replied, "Understood."
Then, he sent another message, "Look for a few experienced maternity nurses. I want to pick one myself."
