Zhao Qiumei was still unaware of the situation and smiled at Yu Xiuxiu.
"I say, the child in your belly is very healthy, rest assured."
"Child, child?"
Yu Xiuxiu touched her own belly, seemingly in disbelief.
"Doctor, you, you said I'm pregnant?"
Zhao Qiumei finally realized.
"You didn't know you were pregnant?"
"You young girls nowadays are really careless, you've been pregnant for almost two months, didn't you notice your period didn't come last month?"
"This is the prenatal check-up form."
Zhao Qiumei handed the check-up form to Yu Xiuxiu.
Yu Xiuxiu quickly took it.
Looking at the small embryo on the ultrasound, touching her own abdomen, her facial expression changed rapidly.
Aghast, shocked, joyful, shy, uneasy, guilty…
Various emotions intertwined complexly.
Pregnancy for a woman her age should be a great joy, and Yu Xiuxiu's heart was naturally extremely happy, but she was also anxious and uneasy.
Because she's a widow.
