"The madam's body is pregnant, and the fetus is unstable, so her emotions shouldn't fluctuate too much," the doctor said.
Li Xingle's mind went blank, "She was pregnant before, but not anymore!"
"Sir, my diagnosis is not wrong. The madam is indeed pregnant!"
Li Xingle, of course, didn't believe it. Yesterday, he saw her rise from the operating table with his own eyes. Nowadays, abortions take only a few minutes and are almost painless.
"Sir, would you like to call in a few more doctors to examine the madam?"
"Go call them!" Li Xingle stared intently at the pale little face on the bed.
If the baby is still there, why didn't she say anything?
Is she looking for another chance to abort the baby?
Such a pure and pretty face, but the heart is black and ruthlessly cruel.
One after another, several doctors came and told Li Xingle the same thing.
Li Buyan is pregnant.
The baby is indeed still in her womb.
