Chapter 665
Chapter 665
“The current situation is manageable, but we need to administer some progesterone shots. You need to
have one every day for a week, and then we will reassess. These shots will be given in the abdominal
area, so the pain sensation will be more pronouncedpared to shots in the arm or buttocks.” The
doctor warned her, “You need to be mentally prepared.”
“Sure,” Rosalie readily agreed. She was willing to endure the pain as long as it meant her children
could safelye into this world.
However, when the slender needle was about to prate Rosalie’s slightly rounded abdomen, she
remained calm, but Jonathan grew anxious. He grabbed the nurse’s hand tightly and asked, “Is this
needle going to be inserted like that?”
“Y-Yes,” the nurse replied in a trembling voice.
“Is it safe to use such a long needle on the stomach?” Jonathan inquired.
The nurse was bewildered as she wondered, “Aren’t all needles supposed to be this length?”
Rosalie, on the other hand, tried to reassure Jonathan casually, “Jon, the doctor and nurse won’t make
a mistake. Don’t worry.”
Jonathan finally released the nurse’s hand but remained tense, his entire body taut. His gaze was fixed
on the needle in the nurse’s hand to the point where she felt stiff and didn’t know how to proceed.
“Jon, why don’t you wait for me outside? If you keep staring at the nurse like this, she’ll get nervous,”
Rosalie suggested Jonathan.
“I’ll stay here, but I won’t watch her administer the shot,” Jonathan said, shifting his gaze to Rosalie’s
face.
Relieved, the nurse quickly administered the shot into Rosalie’s abdomen.
When the needle pierced her stomach, Rosalie furrowed her brows and involuntarily clenched her
teeth.
Getting a shot in the abdomen was indeed more painful, but this level of pain was manageable for her.
After enduring three years of
imprisonment, she developed a high tolerance for pain.
Once the shot was done, Jonathan immediately asked nervously, “Did it hurt a lot?”
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“It’s not too bad, just a bit more painful than a regr shot,” Rosalie smiled, downying it. “I’ll need to
have this shot for a while. If you get so nervous every time, you might be hospitalized due to anxiety
before our child is born.”
Jonathan lowered his head, looking at the spot on Rosalie’s abdomen where the needle had just been
inserted. “I’m only nervous about you.”
“I know,” she replied softly, adjusting her clothing. “It’s just a shot, nothing to worry about. We have a
ss to attend shortly. Shall we?”
“Sure,” Jonathan agreed.
The two of them arrived at the room where the pregnancy ss was held at the hospital. It was arge
conference room with a semicircr design, and in the center of the semicircle was a projection screen
and a lectern. There was also an open space in front with teaching props and rows of seats arranged in
a circr fashion around the lectern.
Rosalie estimated that the room could easily amodate over a hundred people.
The hospital Jonathan had chosen was a well-known private maternity hospital in Strico.
Due to its high fees, most of the patients here came from affluent families in Strico, including some
local celebrities.
As a result, when a scion from Strico came to the ss with his wife and saw Jonathan already seated
in the room, he felt like he had been struck by lightning.
He thought, “What is going on? Isn’t that Mr. Youngblood? How could Mr. Youngblood be sitting in a
ce like this? This is a pregnancy ss! Is Mr. Youngblood here to attend a ss?”
The scion blinked repeatedly, trying to confirm whether what he was seeing was real or not.
“What’s wrong with you? Your eyes seem to be twitching,” his wife asked in confusion.
“N-Nothing at all!” the scion hurriedly replied. It was definitely an unusual situation! In this situation, no
one would be calm.
He quickly led his wife to a seat in the back row and then took a close look at Jonathan. He wondered,
“It really seems like Mr. Youngblood, and he also seemed to be apanying the woman in loose,
light-colored clothing. That woman… Is she pregnant? Could she be Mr. Youngblood’s
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rtive? She couldn’t be his wife, could she? If Mr. Youngblood had really gotten married, the inte
would have exploded!”
Rosalie had brought a notepad with her, intending to take notes if the teacher mentioned anything
important.
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Seeing her so focused on the ss, Jonathan couldn’t help but smile.
“If you miss something, I’ll have someonee to our house to give you private lessons again,”
Jonathan said.
“It’s different. Having ss alone at home is different from the
atmosphere here,” Rosalie told him. It was a novel feeling to be with so many pregnantdies here.
“Is that so?” Jonathan said. Although he didn’t think much of the
atmosphere here, if she liked it, he would apany her to the sses in the future.
When it was time, the specialist who was going to teach the ss entered the room. When she saw
Jonathan in the audience, she was momentarily stunned.
While this specialist wasn’t Rosalie’s attending physician, she had been involved in Rosalie’s
consultation before and recognized Jonathan.
She wondered, “Is Mr. Youngblood here for my lecture? How shocking. I didn’t expect that Mr.
Youngblood, a well-known figure in Strico, would apany his wife to a ss like this. Previously,
rumors had it that Mr. Youngblood was uninterested in women, even when his fiancée had passed
away. He had always appeared emotionless. But now, it seemed like Mr. Youngblood might have a soft
spot for his wife.”
When the specialist began her lecture and mentioned some key points about pregnancy, Rosalie
attentively took notes.
Some of the knowledge had been covered in pregnancy books, but there were also some practical tips
based on the specialist’s experience.
After discussing important matters that pregnant women should be aware of, the specialist moved on to
basic infant care topics. Then, she turned to the audience and said, “Would any expectant fathers like
to demonstrate how to hold a baby? Just as I mentioned earlier, let’s see if the expectant fathers have
grasped the technique.”
None of the expectant fathers in the room volunteered.
The nurse and the specialist had to encourage them, and finally, one expectant father raised his hand
and stepped up to the front.
“Let’s have another expectant father, shall we? Two expectant fathers can demonstrate,” the specialist
suggested.