477 The Secret About the Past 95 (1/2)

An Xiaoning giggled and said, ”You actually know you were childish.”

”Of course…”

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Mo Li went for a prenatal checkup in the morning and returned to the hospital to collect her results in the afternoon.

She was there alone since Ye Xiaotian was busy with work and could not accompany her.

When Mo Li arrived at the gynecologist's office, the gynecologist looked at her with a grave expression and said, ”Ms. Mo, the results show that your fetus has a facial deformity known as a cleft lip.”

Mo Li was dumbfounded to hear the news.

”Is it accurate, Doctor?”

”Yes. I suggest you abort the fetus. With the current medical technology in the country, we still can't treat the fetus' condition completely. But, we will have to seek your agreement before going ahead with the abortion.”

”I want to get an abortion. I don't want to keep the baby,” Mo Li said straight away.

She was firm and steadfast in her decision.

”Alright, the fetus is growing bigger day by day. When would you like to undergo the abortion?”

”As soon as possible. Please make the arrangements, Doctor.”

After discussing with the gynecologist, Mo Li decided to undergo the surgery tomorrow.

Her heart was heavy throughout the entire journey home.

She felt like she was almost suffocated.

Mrs. Ye waited at home for her to return from the checkup.

Upon realizing that Mo Li had gone back to her own house instead of hers, Mrs. Ye had no choice but to go look for her.

”How did the checkup go?”

Staring at her, Mo Li answered, ”The fetus has a cleft lip. I've already arranged with the doctor for an abortion surgery. It's scheduled for tomorrow.”

Mrs. Ye rolled her eyes as soon as she heard the news. ”Since it's a girl, there's no harm in aborting it. A cleft lip is going to be hideous anyway. Rest and recuperate for a while before trying for another baby. I've already sought help from someone to help me find the secret to falling pregnant with a son. Once I get some news, follow the prescription and take the medicine regularly. I heard it's very effective.”

”Okay.”

”Don't look so grumpy all the time. Look how well you're living after marrying Xiaotian. Be more understanding and caring towards Xiaotian. He has a hard time handling the matters at the company every day. Don't just leech off him and spend money mindlessly without doing your part for the family. You'll be rewarded if you give birth to a son,” Mrs. Ye further instructed.

”Mother, I'm human, not a baby-making machine. I can't give birth to a son alone. Don't keep putting the blame on me for not being able to bear a son, I don't get to decide the gender.”

”Mo Li, get your facts straight and please be reminded of your status. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because Xiaotian dotes on you. Don't forget, I only agreed to let Xiaotian marry a divorcee like you because he fancies you.”

Mo Li let out a long sigh and retorted, ”Don't you know that your son was once divorced too?”

”Will you stop talking back to me?”

”Mother, I'm not talking back to you. I'm just stating facts. Stop exaggerating things. I'm not in a good mood, please leave if there's nothing else.” Mo Li turned around to return to her bedroom and closed the door shut.

Mrs. Ye was boiling with anger. To her, Mo Li will never be good enough to deserve her son.

Mo Li sat by her bed, filled with misery upon hearing Mrs. Ye's snide remarks and grumbling outside the room.

She looked down at her baby bump with tears in her eyes.

A while later, Ye Jiani entered the room and said, ”Mommy, come play with me.”

”Jiani, go play by yourself. Mommy would like to take a nap.”

”Hey, Mommy, don't take a nap. You spend every day sleeping. You don't even play with me at all. Let's go, accompany me to go play,” Ye Jiani whined, tugging her hand.

Mo Li had no choice but to go with her.

After playing with her daughter for a while, Mo Li grew vexed and frustrated. She decided to call her mother to tell her about the abortion surgery she would be undergoing tomorrow. Mrs. Mo immediately rushed to Mo Li's place and pulled the latter into the bedroom before asking softly, ”Is the diagnosis accurate?”

”Yes, Mother. The baby has a deformity. I must abort it.”