My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston) novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71 Possibly Lifelong Infertility

Cynthia returned to the bedroom. As long as she closed the door, she rushed into the bathroom quickly. She put her fingers into her mouth and pressed her throat. A wave of nausea surged up.

She turned on the faucet, and the sound of water hid the sound of vomiting.

After a long time, she vomited up the medicine with the breakfast. Then she stopped.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her beautiful eyes were full of tears and her face was pale.

Her eyes darkened, and her fingers tightened.

She didn’t trust Stella.

She just teased her yesterday. After one night, she had changed entirely and was friendly and kind to her.

Cynthia was not stupid.

She knew Stella was planning something.

There must be something wrong with that bowl of medicine.

Cynthia changed her clothes and was about to go to work. She accidentally glanced down from the window
and saw a maid rushing to the garden with a bag in her arms. Her expression and movements were very
suspicious.

She buried the bag and put a pot of flowers on it. Then she looked around to make sure no one saw her. She
left in a panic.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, Cynthia witnessed everything.

She sneered and was more sure that something was wrong with the medicine. If there was no problem, why would the maid bury it? She was afraid of being found out.

Cynthia went downstairs, and Stella had already left. The maid was doing the cleaning. Cynthia walked around the main building and went to the garden. She dug out the bag.

She opened it and saw dark medicine residue inside. She put it in her bag. Then she left the house as if nothing had happened.

She did not rush to the obstetrics and gynecology department but went to an old doctor she trusted.

There were not many patients in the morning. The doctor was reading leisurely.

Cynthia knocked on the door. The doctor looked up and smiled kindly, “Ah, it’s you. You are free today?”

Cynthia smiled sweetly. She said, “Mr. Lange, may I ask you something?”

Mr. Lange was a professor from Cynthia’s university. She took several of his classes back then.

Mr. Lange was the chairman of the Doctors Union in Fort. He had many years of clinical experience.

“Sure. What’s the matter?” Mr. Lange put down the book and asked seriously.

Cynthia took out the medicine from her bag and handed it to him, “Could you please tell me what is this for?”

Cynthia was confused. If the medicine had harmful effects on the human body, Stella wouldn’t drink it. As Cynthia knew, Stella cared about her health more than anyone else.

Professor Lange opened the bag, put on his glasses, and looked at it carefully.

Mr. Lange was quite good. Usually, it wouldn’t take him much time to recognize some medicine. But this time,
he stared at the medicine for a long time.

He looked more and more serious.

Cynthia held her breath and asked, “Is there something wrong?”

He paused for a bit, then he frowned and said, “If you take it a few more times, it may lead to lifelong
infertility.”

Cynthia sat on the chair facing him, “I took it this morning, and I felt unwell after it, so I vomited. Will it harm
me?”

Alston just had told her that he wanted to have their baby. If she couldn’t conceive, she would regret it to
death.

Cynthia took it over. Then she thought of something and asked, “If I take that medicine again, I… I will induce
vomiting every time immediately after it. Can I take your medicine to detoxify?”