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.

over, saying, "Measure her

out, they were training

sat at the table, asking me to stretch

measuring my blood pressure and conducting some examinations, he glanced at the old man and at me again, seeming to be a little

indicating that he could be

internal injury to your spleen and stomach.

to get up. Then, he

"I'm thirty-one."

asked, "Do you

He frowned and said, "Just answer

I don't

"Judging by

told him the truth, "The foetus suffocated to death in the

do want children in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult. You have a weak uterus, and it'll be easy for two lives to be lost as you're in poor health.

at him. Puzzled, I

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