She already had a pretty good idea, but she still didn't dare to be completely sure.
After a moment of hesitation, she cautiously added, "Am I… pregnant?"
"Am I… pregnant?"
Meanwhile, Fei Jin, who had been waiting anxiously outside, rushed in. His face was tense with worry.
He stood by Song Qingya's side and demanded anxiously, "Doctor, what's wrong with her? Just tell us straight. We can handle it."
"Oh, you two," the doctor chuckled. "A bit too tense, aren't you?"
Doctor Wen couldn't help but laugh at the sight of them.
She saw them standing ramrod straight, their expressions so focused you'd think they were facing a formidable enemy.
Doctor Wen shook her head, a smile playing on her lips.
"Don't panic. See for yourselves. It's written as plain as day. What's all the fuss?"
She held the ultrasound report out for them to see.
Song Qingya stared, stunned by the clear image on the page.
A tiny shadow rested quietly within her uterus.
