The old lady's eyes widened. "Morning sickness? Young people nowadays don't even know that they're pregnant?" Ye Qingqiu was stunned for a long time before she shook her head. "No…"
The old lady frowned and took Ye Qingqiu's arm, placing her fingers on it.
"I've been a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner all my life and I've given birth to six children. My son and daughter have given birth to more than ten grandchildren for me. I've also treated so many pregnant women. I've misjudged such a small matter. I've wasted my life… Look, it's just a happy pulse. It's only been 40 days. Your happy pulse is a little early."
Ye Qingqiu was in a daze again as she caressed her flat stomach.
Pregnant…
She seemed to have lost her senses.
Why… did everything have to happen today…
Children…
The old lady had seen too many reactions when she heard that she was pregnant.
Ye Qingqiu's appearance was not unfamiliar to her.
