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Nora stared at Mrs. Livingstone and said, âYou have no problem.â
Mrs. Livingstone was stunned. She hadnât expected this answer, so she asked again, âWhat do you mean, you donât have any problem? If thereâs no problem, why canât she get pregnant?â.
Nora looked at Helen and asked, âHas her family been blessed with male children?â
Hearing this, Helen looked at Mrs. Livingstone and nodded.
Mrs. Livingstone scoffed. âBack then, our family took a liking to her family because they were blessed with sons. Thatâs why we married her into our family-her oldest sister always gave birth to triplets! Her second sister was even more ridiculous. She had triplets and even quadruplets. Our family no longer longs for that. Canât she at least give birth to one? But itâs been three years, and not a shadow of a child! How good for nothing! Or is she a mutant of her familyâs genes?â
Mrs. Livingstone was really anxious.
When Helen came into the family, she had wanted to hug six children in three years. It was just perfect. She could also break the curse of her familyâs third generation.
That was why, when they were first married, she had been affectionate with Helen. The two had lived in harmony for half a year. Half a year later, Helenâs stomach still hadnât changed. Her attitude changed drastically. He started urging her and found all kinds of recipes for her to eat.
Helen put her head down.
She didnât know what was wrong with her or why she couldnât conceive.
She had been to many doctors, taken many medications and even used many methods, but none of them worked.
She was already trying to have test-tube babies.
But the procedure for the test tube baby was too painful.
She had to take ovulation injections every monthâ¦.
As I was thinking, I hear Nora say, âMrs. Livingstone, it takes two people to conceive a child. Itâs not your fault.â
When she said this, Mrs. Livingstone was stunned.
She reacted for a moment before suddenly understanding. She was stunned. âWhat do you mean, youâre suspecting something is wrong with my son?â Helen also looked up suddenly.
She bit her lip.
In fact, she had raised this question a few times over the years, but Mrs. Livingstone always teased and interrupted her. âThereâs nothing wrong with my son. You canât give birth, so you blame the man? He only provides the sperm. It must be your problem.â
She had seen many doctors. Most of the doctors had persuaded her to let her husband go with them, but Mrs. Livingstone and her husband never listened to her. They even teased her every time.
Her husband would sneer and say, âFive years ago I got a girl pregnant. If it wasnât because her status was low and because she was with me only for my money, I would have married her long ago. Now, you dare to doubt me! Ridiculous.â
So, the Livingstones had never admitted that there was anything wrong with her, and they had never made her husband visit the doctor.
She looked at Mrs. Livingstone and bit her lip. âGrandma, let him come and get it checked out. Miss Smithâs medical knowledge is superb. Just by taking my pulse, she could tell that my family is endowed with childrenâ¦â
âShut up!â shouted Mrs. Livingstone angrily.
Helen bit her lip and plucked up courage to say, âGrandmother, I have suffered so much all these years to have a child, but I have never said a word about those hardships! But donât you want to have a child? If it is really about my husband, canât you let Miss Smith treat him as soon as possible?â
These words made Mrs. Livingstoneâs eyes narrow. Beside her, Mrs. Hunt said, âHelen is right. Ask your great-nephew to come. Miss Smith is Doctor Zabeâs disciple and a godly surgeon, Anti. If there is no problem, of course, it will be a happy ending. If there really is a problem, it will be easier to deal with it sooner rather than later!â
Mrs. Livingstone was silent for a moment. When she saw that even Elder Mrs. Hunt had spoken, she could only say, âEven if I called him, he wouldnât come!â
Mrs. Hunt frowned. âTell him I want to see him!â
Mrs. Hunt was Justinâs grandmother and was well respected. The other party would not dare ignore her command.
Mrs. Livingstone nodded with a smile and then looked at Helen. She picked up her phone and went to the side to make a call.
After going to the side, Nora looked at Elder Mrs. Hunt.
Elder Mrs. Hunt was sitting looking very weak and a little pale. No matter the reason, she was really good with Pete. Nora walked over to her and said nothing. She took his hand and checked his pulse.
Elderly Mrs. Hunt was stunned.
She stared at Nora.
The womanâs almond-shaped eyes were closed and her long eyelashes hung over her face. She was obedient, sensitive and beautiful. When her eyes were closed, she looked like a peaceful fairy in a beautiful portrait.
This appearance really made the heart soften.
I was thinking when Nora suddenly opened her eyes. A hint of coldness shot out of them. She removed the gentleness from before and became a little more firm and indifferent.
Elder Mrs. Hunt quickly withdrew her gaze and listened to her tsk. âDonât worry. You wonât die soon.â
Elderly Mrs. Hunt: ââ¦â
After getting so old, hearing things about life and death was the last thing she wanted. Noraâs words stabbed at her heart.
Elder Mrs. Hunt snorted, âThereâs so much going on at home, how can I not worry? So, can you get married early and raise that illegitimate son of Justinâs as your own? That way, Iâll be fine tooâ¦â
Before he could finish speaking, Nora suddenly turned around and headed for the fish tank in the room.
Elderly Mrs. Hunt: ââ¦â
So⦠Her obedience and sensitivity from before were fake!
Helen saw Nora walking alone. She thought about it and followed her to her side.
She whispered, âThank you.â
Nora raised her eyebrows. âItâs just my job.â
Helen smiled bitterly. âIâve seen a lot of doctors. Every time they raise this issue, I ask them to tell my mother-in-law, but she doesnât agreeâ¦youâre the only one who can persuade her.â
When Nora heard this, she gave him a warning. âThere may be nothing wrong with your husband. Maybe itâs for psychological reasons that they couldnât get you pregnant for a long time.â
Helen nodded. âI know. I just wanted him to get checked outâ¦â
Half an hour later, a loud argument came from outside the door. A man shouted, âYou called me just to give me a checkup? Mom, I think Helenâs crazy, how can I be sick?â
Mrs. Livingstone whispered, âI know youâre not sick too, but that Miss Smith is a divine doctor. You should let her take a look at you. It is also your Great Auntâs wish.â
Hearing this, the man scoffed. âSure, letâs go check it out. If thereâs nothing wrong with me, Then our family can let Helen go! She canât even have a child, is she even a woman?â
A man in his twenties was wearing a suit, but he looked very greasy. He said this as he walked in.
After he came in, he looked at Nora.
He walked over and sneered at her. He reached out and let Nora take his pulse. âHelen, you donât want to admit you have a problem, do you? All right, Iâll make you give up today!â
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