My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 859

Hendrix didn't come into the bedroom. He was probably resting in the study.

The next day.

Despite the clear and bright season, there was a slight drizzle.

I woke up with a sore throat. Insomnia was enough to weaken my immune system, and I was afraid that I caught a cold. There seemed to be a correlation somewhere. As I opened my eyes, Hendrix's face in front of me sank as his hand touched my forehead.

"I might have a fever but I think I'm fine!" I said as I got up from bed.

He got up, poured some water, and gave me the medicine, "Take this medicine and rest. I'll take you to the hospital if you still don't feel better when I get back."

I nodded, laid on the bed, and watched him leave.

My fever failed to subside. I grabbed my personal documents and rode a taxi to the hospital.

Instead of going to the pulmonology department, I went straight to the general practitioner, who was an old man.

young man over, saying, "Measure her

turned out, they were training their

me nervously and sat at the table, asking me to stretch my hand

the old man and

indicating that he could be rest

internal injury to your spleen

man to get up. Then, he conducted an examination on me himself. After a while, he

"I'm thirty-one."

nodded and asked, "Do you have

and then shook my head. He frowned and said, "Just answer with a

I don't

and said, "Judging by my examination,

told him the truth, "The foetus

a weak uterus, and it'll be

was stunned and looked at him. Puzzled, I explained, "However, the

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