"Are you feeling unwell?"

"I feel a little dizzy, want to vomit, and have no appetite," said the woman.

"When did the last period come?" Wenwen asked.

The woman shook her head. "I can't remember exactly. I've never been very stable."

"Go in and check, and take off all your clothes." Wenwen instructed.

The woman was a little shy and kept holding on to her clothes.

Wenwen comforted her, "Don't be nervous. I'm just checking to see if you have any bruises."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and slowly unbuttoned her clothes: "No, I checked it at home." Now everyone in the village knows that if you are infected with the epidemic, you will have bruises on your body.

Wenwen looked at her and nodded, motioning her to put on her clothes.

She sat behind the table and said, "She must be pregnant. She's only been pregnant for about a month, and the pregnancy is still early. Her slippery pulse is not very obvious. She should come back when she's a little more pregnant."

"Are you really pregnant? It's not an infectious disease?" the woman was surprised.

He Yuan held her hand with a look of joy on his face.

Wenwen couldn't bear to disappoint the young couple: "Didn't we ask everyone to take medicine a while ago? This may affect the fetus. You should be mentally prepared."

The joy on He Yuan's face froze: "Doctor Xiao Wen, what does this mean?"

"It's about taking medication during pregnancy and worrying about it causing harm to the fetus. In fact, it's about worrying about fetal deformities in the future."

The woman clenched He Yuan's hand in fear: "A Yuan, what should I do?" She hadn't recovered from the joy of pregnancy yet, and she was already worried about the health of the child.

He Yuan hugged his wife and said, "Xiao Wen, the educated youth, will the fetus be deformed?"

Wenwen shook her head. "Nothing is 100% certain, it's just a possibility. As a doctor, I'm just telling you everything that could happen."