At first, she subjectively assud that the pregnant woman’s husband knew the child wasn’t his, and forcibly made her take abortion pills, leading to the child being lost.
But now, it seems clear her husband doesn’t know about this yet.
Looks like the pregnant woman acted on her own, feeling guilty, perhaps?
The doctor sighed again and said:
"Yes, the child was lost due to dical abortion."
As soon as he finished speaking, Evelyn Taylor, who was beside him, asked:
"Doctor, the symptoms of a dical abortion and a miscarriage from a fall are different, aren’t they?"
"Of course."
The doctor didn’t understand why Evelyn Taylor would ask this and said:
"These two situations are completely different."
After hearing the doctor’s answer, Evelyn Taylor was more convinced of her suspicion.
"Doctor, could you please issue us a diagnostic report?"
Evelyn didn’t need to say this, as the hospital system would definitely record the patient’s condition.
The doctor nodded and then went on to arrange the curettage surgery.
Evelyn Taylor had long seen through Olivia Smith, so no matter how maliciously she speculated about her, she didn’t feel it was too much.
Therefore, when the doctor said Olivia had used drugs on the child, she wasn’t very shocked.
She just patted Thomas Smith’s back comfortingly upon seeing his despondent look and said:
"At least you recognized her early; otherwise, if you really married her, there would be no peace at ho."
Evelyn Taylor said half-jokingly and half-seriously, and Thomas Smith barely managed a smile but couldn’t bring himself to laugh.
Back then, everyone called him a fool, but only he wouldn’t accept it. Now it seems, he can’t even recognize his own foolishness, isn’t that just foolish to the core?
The curettage surgery was quickly arranged.
Initially, the curettage could be done with intravenous anesthesia, but because Olivia Smith had already eaten lunch and her stomach hadn’t fully digested the food,
there would be vomiting reactions during intravenous injection, and to prevent food from flowing back and causing suffocation, the doctor didn’t perform the painless curettage.
Because she’d taken dication earlier, her cervix had softened, and the pain from the curettage was bearable, but it still made Olivia writhe in agony.
When she was wheeled out of the operating room, it was like she had shed a layer of skin, so weak that she couldn’t even lift her eyelids.
In the mont of opening her eyes, she vaguely saw Thomas Smith’s face, and a slight curve slowly appeared on her lips.
Whether it was the pride of a sche succeeding or the joy of seeing Thomas, only Olivia knew.
When Olivia woke up, she was lying in a hospital room.
The snow-white ceiling above and the pungent sll of dicine in the room clearly reminded her that the child was gone; no, her plan was half-successful.
Why only half?
Wasn’t it because that old hag, Evelyn Taylor, insisted on protecting that little bitch, Helen lendy?
She just wanted to see how she could protect Helen.
"You’re awake?"
Thomas Smith’s deep voice ca from her bedside, and her heart sank. She quickly turned her head, her face showing an expression of utter sorrow.
"Brother, our child... is our child gone?"
She clutched her flat stomach, tears streaming down her face.
Thomas Smith looked at her quietly, feeling calr than ever.
He thought he would be angry and leave in a huff, but he didn’t. He just watched her quietly... act.
He even cooperated with her performance.
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