Chapter 17 Gao Yinxi's Sky Has Collapsed

Do I need an injection or some medicine?

Gao Yinxi sensed from Lin Ying's words that she wanted to have the baby, and she seemed quite concerned about the child.

"I'll prescribe some supplements for you. Just take them according to the instructions," the doctor said calmly. "Remember to get plenty of rest and avoid overexertion."

"I know that, but I have to work a regular job, so it's quite tiring."

"It's normal for first-time mothers to feel this way, don't be nervous. Babies are sometimes more resilient than we imagine." Perhaps sensing the woman's worry, the doctor smiled and reassured her, "A good mood during pregnancy is very important."

Then, Chen Li's voice pierced through the thin barrier of the screen, each word like a poisoned ice needle, precisely stabbing Gao Yinxi's eardrums.

"Don't be afraid, Yingying." His voice was unusually gentle. "I'm here. This time it's different. I promise."

He paused, each syllable carrying a nauseating solemnity and determination, "You just focus on taking care of your health, leave the rest to me. I will definitely give you, and our child, a proper and respectable status."

The female doctor paused in her typing, perhaps having gleaned something from Chen Li and Lin Ying's conversation, and her smile faded.

She reached out and slapped the paper that had just been ejected from the printer in front of Lin Ying, saying in a businesslike tone, "The medicine is ready. After you pay, go downstairs to the pharmacy to pick it up."

"Doctor, is there anything else I should be careful about?"

"I've said everything I needed to say. Go back and take good care of yourself." The doctor's voice was somewhat stiff. "The pregnancy is unstable, so you should abstain from sexual intercourse."

Gao Yinxi quietly left the specialist's office and hid in a secluded corner. Only after Chen Li and Lin Ying had gone far away did she return to the consultation hall with heavy steps and print out her test report.

Polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS).

"This isn't the main cause of your menstrual irregularities," the doctor said, holding Gao Yinxi's report. "It's psychological. You need to pay attention to managing stress and sleep. Poor sleep and lack of rest are also major problems."

"I slept very well."

"You probably go to bed late."

"It is indeed a bit late." Gao Yinxi thought about how she usually goes to bed at one or two in the morning and felt slightly troubled. "What time do you think would be better for me to go to bed at night?"

The doctor smiled and said, "If possible, it's best to go to bed before nine o'clock, but ten o'clock is also fine."

"I'm usually still at get off work around this time," Gao Yinxi said with a helpless expression.

"Right?" The doctor touched his increasingly thinning hair, indicating understanding, and then asked, "Are you married and have children?"

Not yet.

Do you have a stable relationship?

"have."

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, "Luckily, you caught it early during the examination."

"What do you mean?" Gao Yinxi's expression tightened.

The doctor looked down at her slender and toned waist. "You exercise regularly, right?"

"I go to the gym regularly every week and run every morning." When it comes to both her career and maintaining her beauty, Gao Yinxi is always the ultimate champion, willing to spend money and put in hard work, and she is very confident in this.

"I can tell." The doctor smiled as he looked at her delicate and sculpted face. "Otherwise, conservatively speaking, you would be at least a third heavier than you are now."

With Gao Yinxi looking on in disbelief, the doctor opened a new page on the computer and began typing, "Your illness is difficult to treat. If you were already married and had children, it wouldn't be such a big problem."

"Will it hinder fertility?" Gao Yinxi has concerns about this, as she doesn't plan to be childless.

"That depends on your partner." The doctor typed the information on the keyboard. "If your partner is healthy and you plan to get married, you should settle down as soon as possible and have a child. Otherwise, it will be very difficult for you to conceive naturally in the future, and you will have to resort to appropriate medical means to have children."

"What do you mean by 'difficult to treat'?" Gao Yinxi asked with a serious expression.

"Neither Western medicine nor traditional Chinese medicine, nor medication or injections, can solve the root cause of the illness." The doctor sighed and, upholding his professional ethics as a doctor, suggested to Gao Yinxi, "The best thing you can do is get pregnant now. If you can have a successful pregnancy and childbirth, your body may be cured during the process."

What if I don't have children now?

"It depends on your physical condition, it's hard to say. In any case, the chances of conceiving naturally are much lower than they are now." The doctor looked at her with a hint of pity in his eyes. "It will also cause an unwanted problem."

What's bothering you?

"Gaining weight, even exercising can't stop me from gaining weight." The doctor raised his hand and drew a circle around himself so that Gao Yinxi could clearly see how fat he would become.

"Ah!" Gao Yinxi's world collapsed.

As someone who is obsessed with good looks, for her, even the inability to conceive naturally is not as distressing or frightening as being unable to lose weight.

...

The Splendid Garden.

In the clean and bright kitchen, Li's mother's hands moved quickly and steadily, smoothly slicing green peppers into thin strips and crushing garlic cloves, leaving only a slightly spicy aroma to quietly permeate the air.

In the blazing hot wok, thinly sliced ​​beef quickly curls up and changes color as it is stir-fried at high temperature.

Seeing her daughter, dressed in a white dress, enter, her slightly relaxed eyes filled with a loving smile. "It's very well cooked. Hurry up and go out. I don't need your help here. There are only two dishes left, it'll be quick."

Outside the door, Li's father also called his daughter out, "An'an, come and drink the soup. Your mother made a good pork rib soup today."

His thin, dark face was full of smiles, and his happiness was clearly visible.

Li Chi'an glanced at his mother, who was wielding a spatula with a blur of motion, and then at his father, who was standing at the dining table serving soup through the glass door.

Slowly squatted down and opened the cabinet door.

Upon seeing this, Li's mother asked softly, "Bao'er, what are you looking for?"

A clear, moist light welled up in her eyes. As she lowered her head, she quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Spoon, the soup spoon."

In a quiet environment, Li's mother would definitely be able to tell that her daughter was acting strangely, but right now, she was gently sliding the shredded meat into the pot.

A loud "sizzle" rang out, and not only could one not discern her fluctuating low mood from her trembling voice, but even what she was saying could only be vaguely understood.

"The spoon?" Li's mother guessed, "You go out and have your soup first, I'll come find the spoon after I've served the food."

Using the sound of splattering oil, Li Chi'an quickly calmed himself down, then went to the dish rack, picked up a clean white porcelain plate, and placed it beside his mother.

The spatula flew through Li's mother's hands, and the aroma in the kitchen suddenly intensified. When the final step of thickening the sauce was completed, Li's mother deftly lifted the wok, shook the ladle, and poured the stir-fried beef into a clean white porcelain plate beside her.

"An'an, come and have some soup." Mr. Li was still calling from outside.