Chapter 73 Sad, Very Sad (1/2)

She knew that what Carlos had said just now was because of Sven's injury. She shouldn't feel terrible, and she didn't even have the right to say anything.

But her heart was so painful as if it didn't belong to her anymore. She felt suffocated and couldn't breathe.

Carlos's car had gone far away. Celia was still sitting on the ground in a mess.

Other parents came around and asked about her.

Her face was pale and her chest was blocked. She couldn't say a word.

Everyone didn't dare to do anything to her and just called an ambulance.

No family member. Sitting in the ambulance alone, Celia felt her belly aching, as if there was something to be lifted from her body.

”Stomachache! Are you pregnant?”

According to her symptoms, the doctor made such a judgment.

Celia was a little surprised. She frowned and became more confused.

”When is your last period?”

”Don't you even know that you have menstruation? Did it postpone? ”

The doctor had a look at Celia's age and thought she was still young, so she must have no self-respect for the sake of sex.

Celia endured the pain and tried to recall.

It seemed that it had been nearly ten days late.

But she was quite tired recently and fell asleep as soon as she got home, so she didn't care about it at all.

The thought made Celia's face paler and paler. She clutched her hands falling on both sides involuntarily, which made her lower abdomen even more painful.

”Relax, don't be nervous. There is little blood and it is not serious.”

The doctor comforted her, frowning. Then he asked the nurse to give her a tranquilizer.

A sharp pain grabbed Celia's head. She felt like she had been drained. The doctor's words kept repeating in her head. As a result, Celia, who was usually afraid of having an injection, didn't even notice that the nurse had injected her with tranquilizer.

Pregnant?

She's pregnant?