Chapter 337 - 337: Check-Up (Part 3) (1/2)
Under this dense silence, the tick and tock sound of the wall clock did nothing to soothe the couple's nerves. They sat there, not retracting from their embrace, waiting uneasily for their doctor friend to return.
Knock knock
Doctor Song Zhihao nearly jumped in fright when two pairs of gleaming eyes stared intently at him as if he had wronged them.
”So-sorry for the wait...” He rubbed the back of his neck in a sheepish manner. ”There were a lot of patients today who came in with similar cases to yours. Looks like this month, we have a lot of expectants.”
Doctor Song naively didn't realized how his statement didn't settled well in the couple's minds.
”The result?” Ethan demanded.
”Here it is, geez. Calm down, will you? Miss Bai is fine.” Doctor Song cleared his throat and opened his clipboard. ”So, I'm not certain if this is good news or not but, what we saw from Miss Bai's blood sample is...”
”Stop with the suspense already,” Ethan glared at his friend who'll soon be pummeled into pulp if he doesn't stop being ridiculous.
He can literally hear the loudness of his heartbeat from his ears with all of this anticipation.
”Well, as I have already guessed since the beginning,” Doctor Song ignored the killing intent directed at him. ”Miss Bai has iron-deficiency. But nothing to worry, it can easily treated with the prescribed diet and supplements.”
Lillie's grip on Ethan's hand tightened unconsciously.
”I'm afraid that's it. You're not pregnant, Miss Bai...” Doctor Song solemnly disclosed. He witnessed two faces crumbled in mixed disappointment and relief.
With various reasons of her not being pregnant, Lillie had expected the content of the result, and yet, it still felt nerve-wracking when fate seem to love surprising her sometimes.
Indeed. Truth to be told, Lillie and Ethan were slightly disappointed. But that disappointment soon changed into determination.
For their baby to have a safe environment once they're born, they'll need to start cleaning up the messes around.
”Thank you, Doctor.”
***
Waving goodbye at his good friends, Song Zhihao walked back to his office. When he plopped on the sofa and felt the softness of it, he let out a tired yet content sigh.