After all, if Shi Che had married her elder sister, then where would that leave her child? Besides, this child was conceived through her schemes to trap Shi Che, originally a child shrouded in secrecy.
Yet, the mere thought of not having this child made her whole body tremble uncontrollably.
She struggled to restrain herself, forcing herself to speak, uttering each word with difficulty, "If... if I don’t want this child right now, can I have the surgery now?"
As soon as Ling Chuxia said this, the doctor was taken aback and couldn’t respond immediately.
After a while, the doctor widened her eyes, filled with disbelief, "Miss Ling, you... you want to abort the child? Why?"
Ling Chuxia had endured so much to conceive this child, and the doctor had witnessed all the hardships. Now that she was finally pregnant, she actually wanted to terminate it?
Ling Chuxia lowered her eyes, her teeth tightly biting her lower lip, almost to the point of bleeding. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she closed them and forcefully held them back.
She opened her mouth several times, unable to make any sound, but finally, she spoke.
"Yes, I want to abort the child!"
As if afraid she might regret her decision, Ling Chuxia quickly added, "Doctor, please help me schedule the surgery, the sooner the better!"
After her initial surprise, the doctor was filled with confusion. She wanted to ask more, but seeing Ling Chuxia’s resolute appearance, she swallowed her words.
After all, she was just a doctor, and she could only respect the patient’s wishes.
The doctor composed herself, returning to her usual calm and professional demeanor, and re-examined Ling Chuxia’s report, stating gravely, "The child is only eight weeks along. If you don’t want this child, now is the best time to terminate, as it will cause you the least harm. However, your current physical and emotional state is not good, and having the surgery now could lead to other adverse consequences."
"For instance, you may have difficulty conceiving in the future, or even become infertile."
The doctor’s words, one by one, resonated in her ears, causing Ling Chuxia’s hands to tremble fiercely, and her face turned pale.
"Therefore, my advice is for you to really think it over carefully, whether or not to go through with the surgery."
The doctor’s words echoed in her ears, but Ling Chuxia’s ears were buzzing, and she couldn’t hear clearly. All that occupied her mind were the words about potential infertility.
If she aborted this child, might she never be able to have children of her own?
"How could this be..." Ling Chuxia shook her head unconsciously, her face frightfully pale.
"Of course, that’s the worst-case scenario. It might not happen, but given your current physical condition, it really isn’t advisable to abort the child."
How could she not abort the child?
If she didn’t abort the child, how would she face her elder sister? How would she face Shi Che? And later, how would she face this child?
How could she tell it that it was merely a tool, just part of her scheme?
No, she couldn’t just give birth to it, because if she did, it would be destined to be a child without a father, even without an identity.
She herself had grown up without parents, without a home. She knew the pain of being alone and the humiliation of being ridiculed for not having a family.