Chapter 396: Fighting to Undergo the Ligation Surgery

"It's already okay," Si Rong said, resting her chin on Jiang Cheng's shoulder, "The doctor said, once the postpartum month is over, it's fine."

Jiang Cheng's Adam's apple bobbed, "It has to be forty-two days. Wife, you gave birth to twins, the damage to your body is greater, endure it a little longer."

He pressed Si Rong's head against his chest, forcibly suppressing the palpitations in his heart.

"Right, I want to discuss something with you. I want to go get a tubal ligation."

Si Rong looked up at him. Unlike her previous life, this time Jiang Cheng had discussed it with her in advance.

Thinking of how his lower abdomen would be sliced open by a knife, leaving a scar—she felt distressed every time she saw it—Si Rong said, "Not allowed."

"I'm doing it for myself," Jiang Cheng leaned close to her ear, whispering the reason he had already thought out, "If we don't get a ligation, then we have to use..."

"Can we?"

Si Rong looked at the man's serious expression and couldn't help but laugh, "Back then, I heard many female classmates discussing you, saying you were different from other male classmates—aloof, self-restrained, the ascetic type. I never expected you to actually be..."

She deliberately paused.

Then her bottom was lightly patted by Jiang Cheng, "Actually be what?"

"A big pervert!"

Following this, this title was proven true by Jiang Cheng's actions. The two laughed and joked for a while before seriously continuing to discuss the topic from just before.

"How about we wait a while longer? If the effectiveness of contraceptives is truly not good, then you can go..."

But when Si Rong said this, she already had her own plans in mind.

Jiang Cheng was in the Air Force; being so young, if his body had a scar, it would definitely affect his work.

In her previous life, Jiang Cheng had the ligation; this time, she would be the one to do it.

Although she thought heroically, Si Rong was actually a person very afraid of pain. In the middle of the night, she even had dreams where she dreamt the doctor raised a large machete to perform the ligation surgery on her, scaring her to death.

Fortunately, fortunately, when she woke up, she was in Jiang Cheng's arms.

The man's embrace was warm and broad, able to give her endless security.

They didn't try for long, only twice, and then they discovered that Si Rong was allergic to contraceptives.

Uh...

Picking a sunny day, Si Rong dragged Ming Zi to accompany her to the hospital.

"You really want to get a ligation?"

Ming Zi now really kept her distance from this thing called 'love'.

Little Princess Si Rong was so afraid of pain; in gym class, if she was bitten by a tiny ant, her eyes would turn red. Now, she was actually going to endure a knife for a man.

"Sigh, how about forget it." Ming Zi couldn't bear it, especially when looking at her expression, which looked as if she were about to heroically sacrifice herself.

Si Rong had already made up her mind, "No, today I must get a ligation."

"My godson and goddaughter are still at home waiting for you to go back and feed them," Ming Zi tried to persuade her using the children, "If the ligation takes too long, won't they starve? Especially my goddaughter!"

On this point, Ming Zi was indeed not wrong; the daughter had a huge appetite, almost twice that of her brother.

"It's fine, there's milk powder prepared for her at home!"

Si Rong made up her mind, and after communicating with the gynecologist, she lay on the operating table.

"Endure it a little, we are doing this surgery under local anesthesia," the doctor said after sterilizing all the tools, then prepared to begin.

Just at this moment, the door to the operating room was pushed open.

Jiang Cheng ran over, panting, "No!"

A young nurse had an expression of having done something wrong, "Ma Yisheng, this person is really too unreasonable, I couldn't stop him!"

"Jiang Cheng? Why did you come? Hurry out, I'll be done with this small surgery in a moment."

Si Rong didn't know how he had inexplicably found the hospital. At the door, Ming Zi waved her hands, "It wasn't me."

Although she truly didn't want Si Rong to have this ligation surgery, she still respected Si Rong's decision.

"Sorry, Doctor, we aren't doing it." Jiang Cheng carried Si Rong down from the operating table, hesitated, then asked the doctor, "That, can it be changed to me instead?"

Ma Yisheng:...

Even though she had been in the industry for many years and was well-experienced, this was the first time she had seen a couple fighting over who would get a ligation surgery.

There were cases like today where a man stopped his wife from getting a ligation, but that was usually to make the wife continue having children.

What was even rarer was that this man was willing to undergo the ligation surgery that most men were unwilling to do.

Many men made excuses, saying that after having a ligation surgery, they wouldn't be able to do heavy labor.

They also said this surgery could only be done by women.

"That will probably take a while; the tools needed for men's and women's ligation surgeries are different."

"Fine, then I'll wait."

Jiang Cheng carried Si Rong to the chairs outside the door, "Wait for me here."

Then he said to Ming Zi, "Sorry to trouble you to look after my wife."

"Mm, okay."

Ming Zi now seemed to understand a little why Si Rong had chosen him so resolutely back then.

He was indeed very responsible, much better than that trash Shen Lan.

Si Rong waited on the chair, watching the operating room door slowly close, and her eyes gradually turned red.

"He's really stupid, really..."

Ming Zi patted her head comfortingly, "He's not stupid. It's just a small surgery. Now aren't you even more devoted to him? He got what he wanted; he's not at a loss."

Anyway, Ming Zi felt this was quite good. From her perspective, there was nothing to worry about.

Although it was a small surgery, if the scalpel cut into Si Rong, she would feel heartache and Si Rong would feel physical pain; now that it was cutting into Jiang Cheng, only Si Rong felt the heartache.

Si Rong knew she hadn't understood her meaning—this was already Jiang Cheng's second ligation.

In less than half an hour, Jiang Cheng was wheeled out.

To let him rest a while longer, Si Rong had the doctor hang two bottles of anti-inflammatory IV drips for him, and she sat by the bedside to keep him company.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "Just a little."

"If you kiss me, then it won't hurt at all."

Ming Zi had gone out to buy them lunch, and there was no one else in the hospital room, so Si Rong gave him a deep kiss on his forehead.

"I feel much better now; not only does it not hurt, I can even..."

Si Rong shot him a reproachful look, "This surgery requires a month of recovery, so don't even think about it during this time."

One month later.

The two babies grew by the day and were soon three months old.

That evening, Jiang Cheng returned from the military early; he had promised his wife he would build a swing for her in the courtyard.

He also had to plant an osmanthus tree like the one in their courtyard from their past life.

Besides that, once he finished the work early, he had other things he wanted to be busy with.

"What are you clanging and banging about here?" Old Madam Jiang, who had come to stay at her youngest son's house again, asked when she saw her grandson busy in the courtyard.

"Making a swing." Jiang Cheng didn't even look up; the swing was already taking shape, but he still had to carefully handle the fine details.

For instance, the grip areas on the ropes on both sides had to be wrapped in cloth; his wife's hands were delicate and must not be chafed.

"A swing? Is it edible?" Old Madam Jiang looked disdainful, "Those two babies of yours are still small; having this in the courtyard now is just in the way."