Aunt Lucy wipes her hands and laughs, “It’s specially made for you ma’am, you’re back, of course we have to celebrate.”
After all!
Christine White raised an eyebrow and cried a little, “Aunt Lucy, it’s not necessary.”
“Yes, yes, sit down, it’s all your favorites.” Aunt Lucy shoved chopsticks into her hand and urged her to eat quickly.
Christine White couldn’t resist such an enthusiastic Aunt Lucy, so she had to sit down with chopsticks, and then put a shrimp into her mouth under Aunt Lucy’s expectant gaze.
“Well?” Aunt Lucy asked, “I haven’t regressed in my craft, have I?”
Christine White swallowed the scare in her mouth and replied with a smile, “No, it’s delicious.”
“Just as long as it’s delicious, take your time ma’am, I’m going to the kitchen to check on the soup.”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded in response.
Aunt Lucy patted her on the shoulder and went to the kitchen.
Christine White gave herself half a bowl of rice and continued to go and clip that plate of shrimp, as for the other meat dishes, it’s not that she didn’t move her chopsticks, just that she didn’t know why, when her chopsticks were just put down, she suddenly felt that she didn’t have any appetite, instead, she still felt that the meat was mushy.
So at the end of the day, she just ate some shrimp with the greens, and the rest, she didn’t eat.
Aunt Lucy came out with the soup and was surprised to see Christine White had already put down her chopsticks, “You’re not eating, ma’am?”
“Already ate.” Christine White replied with a smile as she rubbed her stomach.
Aunt Lucy obviously didn’t believe it, and after putting the soup down, she looked at her bowl, then at the dishes on the table, her brows furrowed, “How can you eat well when so many dishes haven’t even moved, ma’am, don’t you dare lie to me.”
Aunt Lucy grimaced.
Christine White smiled and took her arm, “Aunt Lucy, I’m not lying, I really did eat well.”
“But these dishes …”
“It’s me who doesn’t have an appetite, I feel too greasy.” Christine White let go of Aunt Lucy’s arm and sighed softly, “I don’t know what’s wrong with the past two days, my appetite has been very bad, and yesterday I threw up with a hard stomach.”
“Throwing up?” Aunt Lucy instantly tensed up, “Is it bad food?”
“I was wondering if I had eaten something bad, but it doesn’t seem like it now, I don’t have diarrhea other than nausea and wanting to throw up. “Christine White said as she thought back over the past two days.
Aunt Lucy mused for a few seconds and asked, “Just nausea and wanting to throw up?”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.
“And then don’t want to eat greasy dishes?”
Christine White nodded again.
Aunt Lucy’s eyes lit up and excitement filled her old face, “Ma’am, you’re not pregnant, are you?”
“Pfft!” Christine White had just scooped a spoonful of soup in her mouth and hadn’t had a chance to swallow it yet, so now it all spewed out and choked her throat, coughing and making her little face red.
Aunt Lucy was startled and rushed forward to pat her on the back and help her smooth out the air.
After a while, Christine White finally slowed down and cried, “Aunt Lucy, you almost choked me to death.”
Aunt Lucy’s old face was also a little embarrassed, “Ma’am, I didn’t mean to, who told you to react so much.”
“Can it not be bigger, you said I was pregnant.” Christine White rolled her eyes.
Aunt Lucy looked at her stomach and innocently said, “Ma’am this is a very pregnancy-like situation you’re in.”
“But it’s impossible!” The corners of Christine White’s mouth lowered and her heart filled with sighs, “You know my situation, how could I possibly conceive naturally, and I’ve already made an appointment with Ives for us to go for IVF once Baird has sorted out the Dongs.”
“So it is also …” Aunt Lucy sighed a little regretfully, “How can a child from these test tubes compare to one conceived naturally, and the failure rate of test tubes is actually quite high.”
“It can’t be helped, no one wants in vitro when they can get pregnant naturally.” Christine White said moodily.
Aunt Lucy touched her hair heartily, “Don’t be sad, ma’am.”
“I’m not sad, I’m just …” At this point, Christine White suddenly thought of something and her words came to a screeching halt.
Aunt Lucy looked at her nervously, “Ma’am, what’s wrong with you?”
“I almost forgot!” Christine White slapped the table, “Some time ago Ives said that he was abroad to help me buy some medicines to help with ovulation and improve the success rate of test tubes, and told me to go over and pick them up when I had time, but there were too many things going on during this period of time, so I forgot about it, and fortunately, test tubes were mentioned just now, or else I wouldn’t have been able to think of it.”
Aunt Lucy sniffed in relief, “So that’s what it was, I thought something was wrong and it had me worried.”
“Excuse me Aunt Lucy, I’m going to go to the hospital and get my medicine back.” Christine White smiled apologetically and headed for the restaurant exit.
Aunt Lucy barked, “By the way, have Dr. Norton look at your stomach to see what’s going on?”
“No need, I think it’s just a bad stomach, don’t bother him with this little thing, he’s very busy.” Christine White waved her hand and her figure quickly disappeared in the doorway.
An hour later.
Christine White arrives at the hospital, eases her footsteps to a stop outside Ives Norton’s office, raises her hand and knocks on the door.
Ives Norton was organizing his patient’s information when he heard a knock on the door and, without looking up, simply returned two words, “Come in.”
Christine White smiles and walks over, stopping in front of his desk.
“Where’s the discomfort?” Ives Norton asked casually as he clacked away at his keyboard.
Christine White pulled out her chair and sat down, her eyes rolled and she purposely coughed, lowering her voice to pick up, “Bad throat.”
Ives Norton frowned, “Go to the pharyngologist or stomatologist for a bad throat, I’m a surgical department, no reception, next!”
He gave his expulsion order.
Christine White sat unmoving, staring at him playfully.
Ives Norton noticed that she hadn’t left and a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes behind the mirror as he let go of the mouse and looked up, “Why don’t you … Christine?”
After seeing who the person across from him was, his expression immediately became surprised, and all the displeasure in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a hint of surprise.
“Why you?” He asked.
Christine White is also not changing her voice, and resumed her native voice back, “Came over to get your medicine, didn’t disturb you just now, did I?”
“No, but you just really fooled me, I didn’t really hear it was you.” Ives Norton smiled at her, a bit of favor in his eyes.
Christine White rubbed the tip of her nose in embarrassment, “I just saw how serious you were and thought I’d play a joke on you, it’s good that you don’t blame me.”
“No.” Ives Norton shook his head, then got up and poured her a glass of water, “You just said you came to get your medication didn’t you?”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White took the glass of water.
Ives Norton turned and walked over to the bookcase and unlocked the door with his key, pulling a packet out of it and giving it to her, “Here’s what you asked for, I saw you hadn’t been around these days and didn’t call to ask, thought I’d drop it off for you.”
“Don’t bother, you can just get it yourself.” Christine White put the packet of medicine into her bag.
Luckily, she was carrying a large bag this time, and it just fit in just right.
Dang!
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Christine White and Ives Norton tacitly looked together, only to see a nurse standing in the doorway, looking anxious, “Director Shao, an emergency patient was just received in the operating room, needing to be resuscitated right away, Dr. Li, the emergency physician, took a leave of absence, and the dean is calling for you to go over.”
Ives Norton’s brow furrowed and his face became serious, “I’ll be right there! You go back first.”
“Okay.” The nurse nodded and left.
Ives Norton fished for the stethoscope on the shelf and slung it around his neck while looking over at Christine White, “Christine, I’m going to leave you for a while, I’m waiting over in the operating room.”
“Go on, the patient is important, and it’s time for me to get back.” Christine White smiled understandingly.
“Take care on the road.” Ives Norton rubbed a handful of her hair and sauntered out of the office in the direction of the operating room.
Christine White was the only one left in the office, she pouted and smoothed out her rubbed hair, not staying long, grabbed her bag and left as well.
In the parking lot, Christine White pulled open the door and got in, ready to head back to the cottage.
Uncle Luise watched her fasten her seatbelt before she started to start the car, what she didn’t expect was that the car suddenly stalled just after it started, which made Uncle Luise couldn’t help but eep in confusion.
Christine White heard it and poked her head toward the driver’s seat, “What’s wrong?”