Chapter 122 Pink Or Blue

Lysander furrowed her brows.

She had thought that Harry would stir up some trouble first. Unexpectedly, the first to cause a scene was her mother, Helen Brooks.

As soon as Lysander led Lynn into the ward, they could hear the voice of a middle–aged woman even through. the closed window.

“If all else fails, why not offer the doctor a little gift? What problem can’t that solve? You are just too young and inexperienced in the ways of the world. In this day and age, who would help you without a little. incentive?”

A gift?

Lysander looked to Lynn for answers, but Lynn, utterly bewildered, could only shake her head in response.

Lysander cleared her throat subtly, then gently pushed open the door to the ward.

Upon entering, she saw Priscilla who was pale and hugging her blanket. She looked like a broken puppet, devoid of spirit. Only when she saw her come in did a faint glimmer of life return to her eyes. “Lysander.”

you feel

lips twitched slightly. “A

you’re the doctor in charge of treating Priscilla,

a surprising strength. Her grip was so tight that it caused Lysander

merely due to pressure, however. It resembled more of a piercing sensation from a sharp object on

had something hidden in the palm of her

a rectangular object and was somewhat

other hand on

to sense

expression, pulling her hand back with force. “Feel free to ask anything you want to know as long as it’s something we can disclose. We’ll tell the expectant mother and

been setting up a nursery at home lately, but I can’t decide on the

immediately understood and

122 Pink

for so many years, naturally,

really matter. But it would be best if

was initially taken aback, but then she chuckled knowingly. “As expected of Central

from her pocket and rubbed it against the palm of

the increasing thickness made its edges all the more piercing against the skin, causing Lysander to wince in

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