The progesterone level is at 26.6.
HCG value 200,000.
There are several other data entries that I can’t quite understand.
But at the bottom of the report, it’s clearly indicated: Pregnant for 8 weeks.
weeks, so that’s two months?
The corners of Jiang Ye’s mouth kept curling up, and he just couldn’t suppress his smile.
Suddenly, as if thinking of sothing, his expression froze stiffly.
He clenched the report in his hand a couple of tis.
Then promptly got up and left.
In the clinic, Lu Jing was busy attending to patients in an orderly fashion.
Then he saw soone with a strange expression walk in, and he blanked out for a mont, feeling a sudden tightening in his heart.
That look... could it be...
She’s not pregnant?
Have I been excited for nothing since last night?
It’s not just the man whose complexion was off; even Lu Jing’s face began showing disappointnt.
But, during work hours, the disappointnt was but a fleeting mont.
"Please roll up your sleeve so I can take a look."
"Ah, sure thing, just a mont, Doctor."
"No rush, take it slowly. It’s already painful, don’t tug on it."
"I know, I know."
Lu Jing’s attitude was kind, so naturally all the patients were very cooperative.
As for Jiang Ye, he didn’t interrupt anything at the mont, just stood there with furrowed brows, silently waiting on the side.
The couple was each unsettled in their own thoughts.
But what they were thinking was worlds apart, not the sa thing at all.
After a while, when it was past ten o’clock and there was finally a break,
Lu Jing was looking for his water cup when it was already being handed to him.
Hm?
He looked up and saw the man extending his hand.
He naturally took the cup and drank a few sips.
"Drink slowly," the man reminded.
Lu Jing took another sip before stopping.
"How did the examination go?" he asked.
After so much ti had passed, his emotions had settled, so his tone was calm.
Jiang Ye glanced around, noticing there were no patients coming in for consultation, except for an intern who was across the room.
However, after catching Jiang Ye’s eye, the intern actively and quickly excused himself.
Lu Jing frowned:
"What’s the matter?"
Could there be another issue?
The man stepped forward, already pulling out the examination report from his pocket.
"Take a look."
???
Look again?
Lu Jing was a bit puzzled about what the man ant, but he still took the report.
He skimd it, almost reading ten lines at a glance, and quickly finished.
"Jiang Ye!"
"Hmm?"
"Are you saying you don’t want it with that expression?"
Don’t want it?
Wait, who doesn’t want it?
After waiting for so long, yearning for stars and moons before it finally happened.
"No, absolutely not!
Wife, where did your thoughts wander off to?"
Lu Jing frowned:
"Then why do you keep making that face? I thought you didn’t want it!"
Tsk, tsk.
Jiang Ye was montarily at a loss for words:
"Wife, I definitely don’t think that way, don’t go slapping your man with unfounded accusations!
I’m just...just worried."
"Worried about what?"
Hiss.
The man suddenly leaned in close, whispering into her ear.
The more she listened, the redder Lu Jing’s face beca.
"Shut up!"
What was this person even saying?
"Doctor Lu, did I say anything wrong?"
He even called her Doctor Lu.
Lu Jing took a deep breath:
"You’re not wrong, but...
I don’t feel any discomfort right now, which ans there’s no problem, no need to go for more check-ups!"
"Are you sure?"
"Of course! Who’s the doctor here, you or ?"
Cough, cough, cough.
"You are."
Well, still got the energy to scold, it seems everything’s indeed okay.
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