Rebecca Quentin slumped back in her chair, silent for a long time before asking, "Doctor, if I don't want this child, does it mean it'll be more difficult for me to have children in the future?"
The doctor replied truthfully, "It's not to the point of infertility, but the harm from an abortion is significant, and your physical condition is not very good, so I must consider the potential problems that may arise. Of course, if you insist on the operation, I will do my best to minimize the harm."
Rebecca bit her lip and said, "Doctor, I want to think about it."
"Okay, you can go outside to rest for a bit and let me know once you've decided."
"Thank you, doctor."
Sitting on the bench in the corridor, Rebecca rested her hand on her abdomen once more.
She knew the feeling of a tiny life growing inside her...
