Chapter 859
The Runaway Groom Chapter 859
Irene headed to the gynecologist’s clinic and went through several tests before heading to the waiting
area for her results.
It was after over an hour when she was given her medical slips, and she took them to the doctor.
After screening through them, the doctor looked up at her and said, “The tests showed that you had a
biochemical pregnancy… But what made you suspect it? Most patients wouldn’t even feel it.”
Irene breathed a deep sigh—her hunch was right.
Even if her period was punctual, she was bleeding more than usual and there were chunks.
Though her speciality was cardiovascr diseases and not gynecology, she more or less had the
basics and definitely knew more than the average woman.
As Irene stayed silent, the doctor simply presumed that it was just a shot in the dark and patiently
exined, “They’ve named biochemical pregnancy after the development of HCG tests, and in such
cases, you won’t notice any signs of pregnancy, or it was such a short pregnancy it doesn’t interrupt
your menstruation. However, the embryo would in turn quickly die of natural courses—it’s both atypical
and a natural variant of miscarriage. Under normal circumstances, no one would go through HCG tests
or pay it attention, and they’d just presume it’s an odd session of menstruation where they bleed more
and for longer than usual. You shoulde again in a few days. After you bleed everything out, future
pregnancies won’t be affected, but…”
Holding her gaze just then, the doctor finished, “The scans suggest that your uterus lining is too thin for
pregnancy.”
Irene certainly knew that herself. “Yeah, I know.”
“In that case, you should always use protection,” the doctor lowered her head and wrote something. “I’ll
give you a prescription for a diuretic to clear everything out.”
As Irene nodded, the doctor reminded her, “But it’s no different from a typical miscarriage. You need to
be careful and stay healthy.”
“Yeah,” Irene murmured softly.
After leaving the clinic, she headed downstairs for her medicine, touching her belly gently as she stood
in queue.
Her fingers clenching as she spaced out, as if she was having a dream.
She would actually think it was one if she was not queuing up at the pharmacy—it was simply unreal.
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After getting her medicine, she left and headed home, though herplexion remained slightly pale.
Sheryl Harris saw her and asked, “Are you sick?”
When Irene shook her head, she nced pointedly at the bag of medicine she was carrying. “What are
those, then?”
Irene lowered her gaze, her eyes widening in realization.
Still, she smiled. “I was having my period, but my hip was hurting too. So I got some medicine.”
Sheryl nodded. “I’ll make you some cranberry juice.”
“Okay.”
“Now go upstairs and rest!”
…
Irene felt cold even as shey under the warm nket, so she curled up.
“Mommy.”
She opened her eyes when she heard that sweet, tender voice.
Seeing Tommy sprawled on the edge of the bed and staring innocently at him, she reached out to pat
his head.
“Do you want to take a nap with me?” she asked mildly.
Tommy shook his head. “I don’t want a nap.”
Irene pursed her lips and pinched his soft cheeks. “Okay, then will you watch me sleep?”
Tommy instead asked, “Can you y with me?”
Irene certainly could not bear to reject her adorable son.
Pulling off her nket, she got off bed and scooped Tommy up in her arms. “What do you want to
y?”
Tommy tilted his head in thought just as Sheryl arrived upstairs.
Seeing her carry Tommy, she asked, “Does your hip not hurt anymore?”