"Sir, please go this way."
"Hmm."
As the two of them grew farther and farther apart, Ciel looked up to find that they had reached the corner of the corridor.
The moment she looked up, their backs completely disappeared from view.
"Miss Rist, I've got your medicine back" Cill was in a daze when he heard the voice of his driver-bodyguard coming from behind.
She turned her head to find the bodyguard with a bag of pills, looking at her and giggling a little panting.
"Okay, let's go back then."
Cill stood up, then walked to the other side of the corridor.
The driver followed her with the pills.
Ciel walked absentmindedly, and when he was about to reach a nurse's front desk, he couldn't help but stop, looking at the two nurses at the nurse's front desk who were bowing their heads to do errands in a daze.
The bodyguard who followed her was puzzled and asked, "Miss Rister, what's wrong with you?"
Cill shook his head, then walked to the nurse's front desk with a pale face.
"I'll ask about gynecology in the past, you don't have to come along."
"Oh miss."
The bodyguard nodded a little awkwardly.
When Ciel walked to the nurse's front desk, the two little nurses quickly stopped their work and looked up at her to say hello.
"Good evening, Miss."
"Is there anything you can help me with, miss?"
Ciel hesitated for a moment before asking in a low voice, "I heard that your hospital has a pseudo-maternal-fetal cultivation technique, what is that?"
One of the nurses replied enthusiastically, "Oh miss, imitation mother-fetal cultivation is to use a soft mechanical uterus to simulate the uterus of an adult woman to nurture a child, for example, if a wife is a few months pregnant when the uterus is injured, it stands to reason that the child will not survive, but if the child is taken out and put in the soft uterine simulator, the child can continue to develop until the development is completed." ” "Miss, this imitation maternal-fetal cultivation technique can also be used as a surrogate for some wives who want to have children but are afraid of getting out of shape after giving birth or are afraid of affecting their careers, so they can get their own children without pain.
If you are interested, you can go to the obstetrics and gynecology department to learn more about it."
Cill shook his head, lowered his eyes and said absentmindedly, "No, I don't need to." ” "Then miss, if you need anything, come back to us."
The nurse said politely.
Cill nodded, and walked like a soulless wooden man towards the exit of the hospital.
Her heart was messy.
She had no idea that Becca was born with a soft uterus simulator.
Could it be that Kelly suffered some heavy blow to her body when she was pregnant, so she had to do it But Becca looks exactly like her, and is about the same age as the child in her belly.
How to explain all this.
Cill couldn't walk anymore, leaning against the wall of the corridor and looking out the window at the mountains, his face was white and white.
A bold idea came to her mind.
Could Becca be the same kid she was back then?
"Miss Rist, how are you and do you need me to call you a doctor?"
the bodyguard asked worriedly.
Cill shook his head, turned his head to look at the bodyguard and lied weakly, "I'm a little unwell and want to go to the gynecology department, it's inconvenient for you to follow me alone."
So you get back to the car and I'll call you to pick me up when I'm about to leave the hospital. ” The bodyguard nodded, "Okay Miss Lister, then I'll go back to the car first." ”oshow7 t1706231537: