The two pregnant women in front were laughing and chatting. Cheng Ning touched her belly anxiously, imagining whether she would suddenly become pregnant.
Her forehead was sweating nervously. Wang Jiaqi comforted her attentively, "Don't worry too much, maybe it's not the case."
As soon as the words came out, Wu Yuehua glared at her with disdain, "You idiot, you haven't been here for three months and you feel sick and vomited. Isn't it weird?"
It's better to be honest as a person. You have to accept this fact sooner or later anyway, so why bother saying those comforting words like floating clouds.
Classmate Wu has an upright personality and speaks straightforwardly. Classmate Wang raised his fist at her and glared at her.
She also wanted Sister You to stop being so nervous.
Please ask Cheng Ningyou from the expert clinic No. 13 to the second clinic for treatment!
The voice broadcast announced that Cheng Ning was worried. When he heard the two numbers, Cheng Ning was embarrassed.
puff----
Wu Yuehua couldn't control it and burst out laughing, "Sister You, 13,2, you are really lucky."
Wang Jiaqi smiled more reservedly than Wu Yuehua.
Cheng Ningyou frowned and looked at the registration slip in her hand, 13, how did she get this number exactly? Damn, it seems that the winning rate is indeed very high. After checking it for a while, she must buy a lottery ticket when she goes out.
Please ask Cheng Ningyou from the expert clinic No. 13 to the second clinic for treatment!
Because the three figures were dawdling for a while, the voice started to notify Cheng Ningyou for the second time.
"Go quickly, go quickly."
Wang and Wu walked her to the door of the consulting room and patted her on the shoulder, "Sister You, don't be afraid. We will be his godmother after he is born."
Cheng Ning is worried!
Entering the consulting room, a female gynecologist in her fifties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and kind eyes, smiled at her.
He pointed to the chair beside him and said, "Sit."
Cheng Ningyou walked slowly to the chair and sat down, his hands nervously clasped together and resting on the table.
The female doctor looked at her registration form, then put the medical record aside, looked at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Retching, I haven't had my period for a few months." Cheng Ningyou answered truthfully about his condition, biting his lip with his teeth, feeling very uneasy.
She really hoped that this kind-hearted aunt could tell her, 'Little girl, you may have suffered premature menopause.'
Although this possibility is almost zero, it is also a good way for her to comfort herself before the doctor answers her.
The female doctor heard this and nodded, "Well, did you come alone?"
Cheng Ning worriedly shook his head, "No."
She wanted to ask: Doctor, what do you mean by nodding your head? Does this symptom have anything to do with whether it is one person or two people?
The doctor's lips raised slightly, looking more kind, "Are you here to create a prenatal check-up card?"
Cheng Ningyou immediately waved his hand and replied, "No, no, no."
Jian Mao’s prenatal check-up card, I don’t know if it is or what she is giving birth to.
Even if it is, we can't have this child. His father doesn't know whether it is domestically produced or imported. What will this child be like when he is born?
Could it be that he had blue eyes, a high nose, and fair skin? As for his hair, it should be black, because although she didn't see the man's appearance clearly that day, she did see his hair, which was black.
The kind-hearted female doctor was confused, "What is that?"
He reached out and lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Cheng Ningyou touched her belly and whispered, "I want to check if I'm pregnant."
The female doctor understood what was said and opened Cheng Ningyou's medical record.
