Back in bed, Zhang Hao lay on his side, embracing He Qianhui with a hand gently massaging her abdomen.
It seemed this could alleviate her discomfort.
"Do you think our female neighbor really wants a baby?" He Qianhui chatted.
Zhang Hao shook his head, "It's just a normal delay in her menstrual cycle, given the changes in her daily routine and life situation lately."
"The body is a very precise instrument, and adjusts according to your own physical condition."
"If she really were pregnant, don't you think my medical skills would have detected it?"
He Qianhui had no comeback to that.
"I almost forgot you're a doctor. So why did you ask her to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow? What if the results disappoint her hopes?" He Qianhui asked worriedly.
"A check-up can determine her body's recovery status, thus improving her chances of getting pregnant."
