After a series of tests, Gu Qili waited in the doctor's office for the results. The hospital's most authoritative internist, whom Tang Tianyou found, had just returned from overseas, glittering with prestige, making it very difficult to secure an appointment with him.
"Why are you all so nervous? It's just exhaustion; there won't be any serious problems," Gu Qili comforted Mickey, who had been with her for each test, looking even more anxious than her. And there was Tang Tianyou—who kept asking questions until the doctors were almost exasperated.
"We're scared to death, and here you are acting like nothing's wrong," Mickey pursed her lips, her hands gripping Gu Qili's arms, "I just hope nothing is wrong. I was terrified when you fainted."
Gu Qili whispered in her ear, "Maybe I'm really pregnant."
Gu Qili didn't want Mu Shuoqian to worry, so she didn't call him before the results came in, and Mickey said she couldn't get through to his phone.
