Uncle Zhang was indeed considering whether to tell the master or not, as the madam’s previous coma had left everyone with psychological trauma, and Uncle Zhang was also afraid.
But upon hearing Ye Wanwan’s words, after being stunned for a few seconds, he still nodded his head, indicating that he understood.
Ye Wanwan got out of the car, and although it had been a long time since her last visit, she managed to get the check-up done smoothly with the help of memory.
Since she hadn’t made an appointment in advance, Ye Wanwan spent over three hours from start to finish before she got her check-up results.
The doctor was saying something, but Ye Wanwan’s gaze was fixed on the check-up report in her hands, her expression slightly solemn, and the atmosphere in the doctor’s office seemed to grow heavier.
It wasn’t until the end that Ye Wanwan heard the doctor ask her, "Are you not planning to keep the baby?"
Ye Wanwan looked up at the doctor, a touch of panic in her eyes, uncertain about what she should do.
Before the baby had come along, she could firmly say she definitely didn’t want a second child, but now that the baby had arrived, a real existing little life, she couldn’t bring herself to say she didn’t want it!
With tears welling up in her eyes, Ye Wanwan looked at the doctor with a pitiful demeanor.
The doctor was a middle-aged woman who looked at Ye Wanwan as if she were looking at her own daughter. At first, judging by her expression, the doctor thought she didn’t want the child, but now, seeing her expression again, she felt it wasn’t quite that simple.
The doctor hesitated over how to comfort her but ultimately didn’t know what would be best. With other patients waiting behind, she could only say, "Take your time to think about it, there’s no rush."
"Okay." Ye Wanwan nodded, then stood up and left the doctor’s office.
Ye Wanwan walked out of the hospital room into the noisy outside where many people were gathered, standing still, not knowing what to do at that moment.
When her phone vibrated, Ye Wanwan instinctively picked it up and glanced at it. It was a message from Shen Yi, along with a picture. It seemed like he was having dinner at a hotel.
Tears slid down from Ye Wanwan’s eyes. She raised her hand to wipe them away with the back of her hand and then walked towards the emergency exit.
It was quiet in the emergency exit, but it was also cold. Ye Wanwan looked around, sat down on the steps, and then called Shen Yi.
While waiting for the call to connect, Ye Wanwan took deep breaths, trying to calm her emotions, hoping to be more composed when she spoke to Shen Yi.
It took a while for the call to be answered, and then Shen Yi’s low and gentle voice came through the phone, "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet." Ye Wanwan replied.
Shen Yi continued, "The hotel today..."
"Shen Yi." Ye Wanwan interrupted him.
The line went quiet for a moment, followed by Shen Yi’s voice, now slightly anxious, "Wanwan, what’s wrong?"
Initially, Shen Yi hadn’t noticed anything amiss with Ye Wanwan, but she had suddenly cut him off, and her voice seemed to carry a sob when she called his name.
Ye Wanwan pursed her lips, struggling to maintain her composure as she didn’t want to be , but she was truly scared.
"Shen Yi!" Ye Wanwan tried to hold back her sob, but when she spoke, she was unable to control herself.