This question plunged the hospital room into silence, and Qiao Jing's expression turned somewhat ugly.
Today, she had already let two people know about her pregnancy, and if one more person knew, the mere thought gave her a headache.
Especially Xu Moqian, if he found out, he would definitely make a fuss, shouting and yelling, and she was sure that soon everyone at the institute would know about it.
Wait a second, how did Xu Moqian know about her fainting and come to the hospital?
Faced with the question, Lu Zijiao remembered what his own brother had just instructed him, and promptly started playing dumb.
"What pregnancy? Why are you looking at me? Could it be that I am pregnant?"
Xu Moqian glanced at Lu Zijiao's stomach.
"You just said something about being pregnant for a few months."
Lu Zijiao noticed Xu Moqian's gaze and immediately covered his stomach, visibly annoyed.
