“It’s the end of the week and Ives Norton asked me to take you to the hospital.” Baird Lane said.
Christine White froze, then remembered that there was indeed such a thing.
Last time Ives Norton had her in for a weekend retest.
“I know, I’ll be right out the door.” Christine White put down the chopsticks in her hands.
Baird Lane hmmm’d, “Have Uncle Luise drive you, I’ll meet you in front of the hospital.”
“Good.”
Hanging up the phone, Christine White got up and went upstairs.
By the time she got changed and came down, Uncle Luise was already waiting at the door.
Christine White said goodbye to Aunt Lucy and got in her car and set off for the hospital.
Baird Lane waited in front of the hospital, just as he’d said on the phone, and saw her coming before he pushed the door open and got out.
“Been waiting long?” Christine White carried her bag and walked up to him.
Baird Lane shot her a look and frowned slightly when he saw she wasn’t looking very well, “It wasn’t a long wait, let’s go.”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded and followed him into the hospital.
Ives Norton knew they were coming and was waiting in his office early, and as soon as he saw the two, he greeted them with a dangling smile, “It’s been a long time.”
Baird Lane pursed his lips, “All right, take her.”
He didn’t want Ives Norton wasting his time here at all, might as well get the checkup done and get back sooner.
A little more time here means a little more time for Ives Norton to see Christine White.
Ives Norton cast a veiled glance toward Baird Lane, guessing about what was in his mind, and a dark light flashed faintly and inaccessibly in his eyes behind his lenses.
Baird, on the alert for him!
Also, any man would be wary.
Thinking about it, Ives Norton couldn’t help but smile smugly, “Okay, I’ll take her now, just wait here for us.”
When he finished, he gathered his expression and looked to Christine White, “Follow me.”
“Good.” Christine White answered and followed him out.
On the way, Ives Norton initiated the conversation, “I heard that Molly Bort knelt in front of your cottage two days ago?”
“Where did you hear that?” Christine White was slightly surprised.
Ives Norton laughed, “It’s all over the circle, as if word got out from your villa district.”
“So, there is indeed such a thing.” Christine White nodded.
It appears that Molly Bort was kneeling just in time to be seen by someone from the cottage area.
“What was the purpose of her kneeling?” Ives Norton asked.
Christine White bristled, “Pleading for her dad.”
“Baird what do you mean?” Ives Norton raised an eyebrow.
Christine White would smile, “He didn’t say yes.”
“Looks like he’s gotten better.” Ives Norton snickered, then asked, “And won’t Molly Bort be harassing you at your door every day for the next few days?”
“That’s not true, she hasn’t been here in the last two days and I haven’t heard her go to Baird,” Christine White said, rubbing her chin.
Of course, it’s also possible that Molly Bort approached Baird Lane and she just didn’t see it, so she doesn’t know.
“This doesn’t fit her style.” Ives Norton pushed up his glasses and looked serious, “Christine, that woman Molly Bort, in order to achieve a certain purpose, is a king’s bite that won’t spill, she shouldn’t give up so easily just like that, so beware of what kind of conspiracies she’ll make.”
He mentions it.
Christine White took it to heart and nodded, “I will.”
“That’s good, and if there’s any problem you can’t solve, you can call me, my cell phone is on for you twenty-four hours a day.” Ives Norton looked at her with serious eyes.
Christine White blinked in a daze.
Here we go again.
That weird feeling came back.
The last time I also finished talking to him, an indescribably strange feeling rose up in my heart, and now this, this feeling, what exactly does it mean?
“Here it is.” Ives Norton interrupted Christine White’s musings with an abrupt stop.
Christine White just had to push the unthinkable thought down for the moment and looked up at the consulting room in front of her, “This is a dialysis unit?”
“Yeah.” Ives Norton removed the medical records from his armpit.
Christine White looked at him quizzically, “What are we doing in the dialysis unit?”
“Of course it’s a checkup, come on in.” Ives Norton pushed open the door to the dialysis room and stepped inside.
Christine White rushed to keep up.
Dialysis last night, it was an hour later.
Ives Norton came out with the checklist and Christine White came up to her, “Well?”
“It’s been a good regimen and the bone marrow has grown, but the growth is not as good as I initially expected, have you stopped the medication?” Ives Norton looked at her gravely.
Christine White’s eyes flickered sheepishly, “Well …”
“Why?” Ives Norton’s face darkened, “How can you stop taking your medication, do you know that once you stop taking your medication for a long time, it won’t do any good to your body, and there will even still be the possibility of after-effects.”
“I didn’t think about that, I thought, in case I got pregnant, so I stopped the pill.” Christine White said in a thin whisper.
She had specifically looked up information that said you can’t take medication during pregnancy or you’ll either have a miscarriage or a defective child.
And she just happens to be trying to get pregnant, so she’s off the pill just in case.
How could Ives Norton not expect that Christine White stopped taking her medication for this reason, and for a moment he didn’t know what to say.
After a long time, he sighed, “When you get stopped later, do as I say and continue to take your medication up, and I’ll let you know when it stops.”
Christine White lowered her eyelids, “I know, but I have a question …”
“You asked.” Ives Norton drew his pen and signed his name to the sheet.
Christine White took a deep breath, “I heard you talking to Baird yesterday, and I wanted to ask if there were any downsides to that test tube?”
Brush!
The fountain pen in Ives Norton’s hand filed, and the tip of the pen cut across half the sheet of paper, leaving a long line of marks on it, “You … know all about it?”
Christine White squeezed her palms, “Yes, I heard it by chance last night.”
“Then you …”
“I’m fine.” Christine White shook her head, “I did have a bit of a conniption last night, but Baird consoled me afterward, and I’ve figured out a lot of things a little bit, but the one thing I can’t let go of is the baby, I really want to get pregnant with one more.”
“But your body, it’s not fit to be pregnant right now.” Ives Norton mentions her.
Christine White closed her eyes, “I know, that’s why I’ve given up on getting pregnant right now, but I just wanted to know if there was any chance I could get pregnant, and if not, I’d like to try in vitro later.”
“Does Baird know about this idea of yours?” Ives Norton asked without answering.
Christine White was silent for two seconds, “He doesn’t know, I didn’t tell him.”
“Then talk to him and ask him what he wants, then I’ll tell you about the IVF side of things, after all the baby is both of yours, Christine do you understand?” Ives Norton patted her on the shoulder.
Christine White thought for a moment and suddenly smiled, “You’re right, I was being a bit paranoid, I’ll talk to Baird about it when I get back.”
“Okay, come on, let’s go find Baird,” Ives Norton said, leading the way.
Back in his office, Baird Lane put down his teacup and stood up, frowning a little at Ives Norton, “What took you so long?”
Ives Norton rolled his eyes, “Come on, we’re there for a full retest, you think it’s as simple as getting a shot?”
Baird Lane grunted and stopped talking, turning his gaze to Christine White, his voice softening, “What are the test results?”
Christine White waved the sheet in her hand, “In better shape than before.”
Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, a slight smile spreading in his eyes, “That’s good.”
“So are we going back now?” Christine White asked him.