Qin Youbei arrived at the city center hospital, registered, and got in line.
In the obstetrics and gynecology corridor, expectant mothers sat in rows, exchanging knowledge and experience about pregnancy in groups of threes and twos.
Qin Youbei felt that sitting in the middle made her particularly conspicuous and uneasy, glancing left and right as if she had done something wrong.
Facing her nervousness, the doctor, who was used to seeing pregnant women, simply assumed she was worried about not being pregnant and handed her a chemical test form, comforting her, "Don't be nervous, you're still young. Even if you're not pregnant this time, you will surely be able to conceive the next!"
Qin Youbei: "..."
Doctor, which eye of yours sees that I want to be pregnant? I don't want to be pregnant at all!
