Chapter 889
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Mo Ying update:2022-08-22 12:53
Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION
Dongfang Mo and Xi Muru went to the hospital the next day for a pregnancy test. Of course, they didn’t go to any public hospital because those hospitals couldn’t give mu ru the best care.
They went to Renhe Hospital, which was the hospital that Qiao Feifan invested in. Renhe Hospital’s director, Jing ruiming, personally met them and arranged for the most famous expert in the obstetrics and gynecology department, Zeng Hongxia, to give mu ru a pregnancy test.
Zeng Hongxia was the best obstetrician and gynecologist in any hospital. Of course, she was also the most famous obstetrician and gynecologist in Binhai. Many rich people’s wives were sent to her for pregnancy tests when they got pregnant.
She had heard about Xi Muru and Dongfang Mo before. Of course, she also knew about the Dongfang family’s recent troubles, so when she saw Xi Muru, she felt that this girl was more friendly than she had expected.
The first pregnancy test was very comprehensive. There were many kinds of tests. Zeng Hongxia was very responsible. She quickly checked her usual physical condition. When she knew that she was always dizzy, she said that it was probably caused by anemia However, she still had to check whether it was thalassemia.
Mu Ru thanked doctor Zeng Hongxia and immediately took out a stack of documents that needed to be checked. Dongfang Mo was shocked when he saw it, and he could not help but take the documents from her hands and read them.
Ultrasound, electrocardiogram, liver function, kidney function, Thalassemia, HIV, and so on.
His head immediately swelled up when he saw it. He had never thought that there would be so many things to do during pregnancy. It was not as easy as he thought to have a child.
Of course, the first thing to do was to take a blood sample because the results of the blood test would take a little longer. Dongfang Mo was a celebrity, and he had called Jing ruiming before he came, so he received special care. They could go to the emergency department to take blood, and there was no need to queue up.
The director of the emergency medical building’s laboratory had already received Zeng Hongxia’s call and was waiting for them. As soon as the two of them arrived, they were immediately invited into the blood drawing room. Then, the blood drawing doctor brought a pillow and a tube to hold the blood.
There were six tubes in total. Dongfang Mo’s brows furrowed instinctively, but when he saw Xi Muru roll up her sleeves without a change in expression, revealing her fair arms, he could not help but clench his fists.
The nurse took a rubber band and tied it around Mu Ru’s arm. Then, she gently patted it with her hand. Finally, she found a protruding tendon at the bend of her hand, and just like that, she stabbed it in.
His heart could not help but skip a beat. When he looked at her again, he did not even frown. On the other end of the needle, dark red blood had already flowed into the test tube like water in a water pipe.
There were six tubes of blood. She did not change her expression when she drew them, but he was terrified. When she finished drawing them, his heart seemed to tighten. When he saw the doctor give her a cotton swab, he immediately went over to help her press it down.
“Does it hurt? ” Seeing that the blood drawing doctor had already turned around and left, he squatted down beside her and pressed the cotton swab down for her tightly. His voice trembled as he asked.
“It doesn’t hurt. ” Her voice was very low. because he held the cotton swab for her, her other free hand passed through his hair. She said softly, “just a little bit. ”
Just a little bit, but he felt uncomfortable listening to it. His other hand pulled her hand down from his hair and held it tightly in his palm. “But I’m in a lot of pain, Mu Ru. Every time you’re in pain, actually, I’m in more pain! ”
Every time She was in pain, but he was in more pain?
Her heart instinctively tightened. There was no one in the blood drawing room and it was very quiet. Her hand was in so much pain from his grip that she couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “including, seven years ago, when our first child was aborted? ”