"Mhm, understood." Jun Mochan posed attentively.
Healthcare professionals love compliant patients, so seeing Jun Mochan's good attitude, the doctor's tone softened considerably.
"But don't worry, you are still young. Taking a year or two to recover and to have a child is not late." Being wealthy, they could afford to have children later.
Once the child was born, there will naturally be nannies and servants looking after them. They don't have to worry about taking care of the child themselves, nor the concerns of life.
After the medical imaging and getting some medication, Jun Mochan and Ye Ranran left.
"See, I told you there's nothing wrong. You didn't believe me." Sitting in the car, Ye Ranran was still a bit unsatisfied.
Being dragged out of the blankets early in the morning, anyone would be displeased.
"Even like this, do you still think nothing's wrong? Then what would it take for you to think there's something wrong?" Jun Mochan's tone carried a dangerous hint.
