The following day, before dawn, Zhou Shuren was up; he hadn't slept all night as anxiety consumed him. Before falling asleep, he thought of a possibility. Once Zhulan was sleeping soundly, he just sat up and watched her, even though he couldn't see anything clearly in the dark night.
He wanted to touch Zhulan's belly several times, but with every attempt, his courage failed him, and he withdrew his hand. He endured the entire night; his eye sockets were dark, his eyes bloodshot, even his stubble seemed to have grown longer.
Zhou Shuren carefully dressed himself and called for the steward to summon the doctor. He had to know the exact news, or else he wouldn't feel up to going to the government office.
Alright, even if he received the news, he doubted he would feel up to going to the government office.
