As it turns out, the test kit Xia Siyu bought last night didn't need to be used at all.
The next day, she got up to go to the bathroom, and Bo Yan also woke up, feeling a bit nervous. As she came out, he directly asked, "How is it, how is it? Did it turn red?"
He had also read the instructions, knowing that two red lines would be a sure sign.
Xia Siyu's expression was somewhat indescribable: "It did turn red..."
At her words, Bo Yan's heart was in suspense. If it was one line, she probably wouldn't say it like that. But if it was two lines, her expression seemed a bit strange.
"Was it two red lines?"
Xia Siyu indeed didn't seem well, and her temper flared up: "It turned into a big red patch, satisfied now?"
"A big red patch?" Bo Yan shivered; could it be a...miscarriage?
Wait, that shouldn't be possible. Suddenly, something dawned on him, and he gave Xia Siyu a silent side-eye.
