boyutpedia Chapter 385 You've come to the wrong place; you should go to the obstetrics and gynecology depa
Chapter 385 You've come to the wrong place; you should go to the obstetrics and gynecology depa
The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, so she quickly said, "Sister Ling, why don't I go with you to the hospital to get checked out? Maybe drinking some traditional Chinese medicine can help regulate your period. You still need to get your headache checked out as soon as possible; you can't put it off."
After saying that, Song Ying glanced at her watch. It was only a little past two o'clock, and there was still time. "Sister Ling, let's go now."
Huang Ling nodded; she had personally witnessed the suffering of women during menopause.
At that time, she and Aunt Li were in the same work group. When Aunt Li was going through menopause, she would experience heart palpitations, anxiety, backache, and poor sleep while working. She was often covered in sweat.
She didn't want to become like that herself.
So she called out to Zhuang Chaoying in front of her, "Chaoying, Song Ying and I have to go out for a bit. You and Engineer Lin can go back first."
Zhuang Chaoying kept looking back at them along the way, and was currently chatting with Engineer Lin about the price breakthrough.
Hearing Huang Ling's words, he felt that Ah Ling had been acting strangely while eating earlier. Could she be sick?
He turned and walked over. "Ah Ling, where are you and Song Ying going?"
Huang Ling pursed her lips, a little embarrassed. "You men don't understand our women's affairs. Let's go home and have something light to eat tonight."
Zhuang Chaoying looked at her, somewhat worried, but Ah Ling didn't say anything, and Song Ying was with her.
"Then I'm going home. Call home if you need anything."
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At Suzhou People's Hospital, Huang Ling and Song Ying registered for an internal medicine appointment.
Huang Ling described her symptoms to the doctor in detail, and after listening, the doctor ordered tests.
Huang Ling had two vials of blood drawn, and then the two sat on chairs in the corridor, anxiously waiting for the results. Time seemed to drag on endlessly.
Song Ying sensed Ling Jie's anxiety and quickly comforted her. "Ling Jie, it's nothing, it's just a minor problem."
"Song Ying, I'm scared..."
"Next, Huang Ling," the nurse's voice rang out in the corridor.
Huang Ling, who was sitting at the door of the consultation room, immediately stood up, and Song Ying hurriedly followed behind.
Huang Ling sat in the chair. "Doctor, what's wrong with my headache? And my chest feels swollen."
The male internist, in his fifties, carefully looked at the blood test report. After understanding the report, he took off his reading glasses, placed them on the table, and handed it to Huang Ling with a smile.
"You've come to the wrong place, lady. You shouldn't be seeing an internal medicine doctor. You should be going to the obstetrics and gynecology department."
Huang Ling looked bewildered, her eyes wide with confusion as she stared at the doctor, not yet fully understanding what he meant.
Then, the doctor's next words startled her so much that she dropped her medical record to the ground.
"Madam, you are pregnant, you are two months along."
Song Ying quickly bent down to pick up the medical records and examination forms on the ground, and then gently helped Sister Ling, who was standing there in shock, out of the consultation room.
On her way home, Huang Ling thought a lot. She was 44 years old this year, and this pregnancy was completely different from her previous pregnancies with Xiao Ting and Tu Nan. Her body was no longer young.
Most importantly, the family planning office has very strict controls. If I have more children than allowed, I will definitely lose my job. Moreover, I am so old and pregnant. If word gets out, I will definitely be laughed at.
She subconsciously touched her still flat belly, her heart conflicted, wondering whether to keep the baby or not.
Song Ying held Huang Ling's hand tightly. "Sister Ling, I won't tell anyone about this, don't worry. To be honest, I really wanted to have a child like Xiaoting and Tunan a few years ago, but my belly hasn't budded for so many years. Then the policy only allowed one child, and I gave up."
Huang Ling grasped Song Ying's hand, staring straight ahead, her mind in turmoil.
I initially thought I was experiencing menopausal symptoms, but I never imagined I was pregnant.
Finally arriving home, Song Ying stood at the gate of the courtyard, cautiously looked around, and whispered.
"Sister Ling, you still need to discuss this matter with Teacher Zhuang. After all, this is a matter between the two of you. Be sure to call me if anything happens."
Huang Ling looked at Song Ying and nodded silently. "Song Ying, I know, I'm going back."
Upon entering the house, one could see Zhuang Chaoying busy cooking in the kitchen.
She walked heavily and plopped down on the sofa, her heart filled with turmoil and troubles, unsure where to begin.
Zhuang Chaoying quickly stirred the bok choy with the spatula in his hand. Looking up, he saw Ah Ling walk into the house, and quickened his pace, scooping out the stir-fried bok choy and placing it on the living room table.
He hurried a few steps, sat down next to Ah Ling, looked at her, and felt very worried.
He leaned down slightly and lowered his voice. "Ah Ling, why are you acting so strangely today? Is something wrong?"
Huang Ling slowly turned her head and looked directly into Zhuang Chaoying's eyes. She knew in her heart that this matter could not be kept from Chaoying, and the sooner it was resolved, the better.
She took a deep breath, her lips trembling. "Chaoying, I...I'm pregnant."
The voice was soft, yet it seemed to grip his heart tightly, making it unable to beat.
She reached into her cloth bag, pulled out a crumpled medical report, and handed it to Zhuang Chaoying.
Zhuang Chaoying subconsciously took the examination form, her eyes quickly scanning the words on it, but her brain was a little slow to process it.
He held his breath and waited for a while before looking at Ah Ling's flat stomach in the direction she was pointing.
Huang Ling followed his gaze to her stomach and said softly, "Two months."
Zhuang Chaoying's throat moved involuntarily, and she nervously swallowed.
Calculating the time, it was two months, which was the time after visiting Wanshu's parents and returning, when he hadn't taken any precautions.
Considering that Ah Ling is already 44 years old, she is considered an elderly mother and faces huge risks during childbirth. What if something happens to Ah Ling?
He was anxious, so he quickly called out to himself.
[System, how is Ah Ling's health?]
[In response to the host, Huang Ling has taken the gene-optimization pill, and her physical condition is currently at its peak, with all her physical indicators at the top level for humans.]
Knowing that Ah Ling's health was perfectly fine, Zhuang Chaoying finally relaxed and breathed a long sigh of relief.
He slowly slid off the chair, knelt down in front of Ah Ling, hugged her knees tightly with both hands, and his eyes were red.
"I'm sorry, Ling, it's all my fault. Your health is the most important thing. Let's go to the hospital for a thorough check-up first. If your health permits, we can then consider whether to keep the baby or not. If we keep the baby, we'll both lose our jobs."
Now that we're financially well-off, I can take good care of you and the children, and I can also focus on my creative work at home.
Ah Ling, don't worry, I'll take care of the baby after it's born. Once the baby is old enough to go to daycare, we can start a small business together.
If you decide not to keep the child, I'll go to the hospital with you. After the surgery, I'll take care of you at home. Once you've finished your postpartum confinement period, I'll have my tubal ligation done to prevent this from happening again.
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