Chapter 117 Allison's Spite
At ten o'clock the next morning, Nortown First People's Hospital, Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology.
Ingrid and Sheila came out of the consulting room.
Sheila held Ingrid's arm and read the B-ultrasound result in her hand. "This black lump is the baby?"
Ingrid rubbed her stomach, which had been feeling uncomfortable since last night, with one hand. The sudden morning sickness made her in a bad state of mind, and she didn't even bother to read the baby's B-ultrasound result.
Seeing her listless expression, Sheila frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Still want to vomit?"
"No. It's just my stomach is feeling uncomfortable all the time, and that kind of depresses me."
"It can't be like this all the time, or you won't be able to take it. Let's ask the doctor later if there is any way to relieve it," Sheila sighed while saying, "You are somehow special. Others have fierce morning sickness in the first three mon

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