Chapter 937
"Perhaps this is unnecessary?" said Catelyn as she heard Harry's words, fearing that this would reveal that Joanne was actually not pregnant." Joanne just needs to rest, and she'll be fine."
Old Madam Atherton was not usually on the same page as Harry. Today, however, she stood by and agreed with her son. The old lady retorted with disapproval. "Unnecessary? Joanne is pregnant! She must be treated with care!"
Harry responded and called the doctor. With the situation at hand, Catelyn could not do anything to stop this.
What if everyone finds out that Joanne was faking the pregnancy?
Thinking of it, Catelyn quickly sat up from the edge of the bed.
Her actions suddenly caused an inexplicable pain in her lower abdomen. The pain made her unable to speak for the moment, and she could only watch as Harry invited in a middle-aged doctor.
He was not the usual family doctor of the Athertons, but another medical director from the hospital who happened to be present at the birthday party.
"Doctor Rudolf, please have a look at her. Is she okay? How is the baby?" said Old Madam Atherton.
The doctor made a simple diagnosis. When he heard the old lady's words, he looked at her curiously. "You mean... this young lady is pregnant?"
"Yes, my granddaughter-in-law has been pregnant for two or three months, isn't it?" Old Madam Atherton was slightly startled, not understanding the meaning of Doctor Rudolfs words.
"Please wait a moment. Let me take another look," he said, his facial expression looking stiff.
He grabbed Joanne's wrist and continued to feel the pulse. It sure did not seem like she was pregnant.
For the moment, Doctor Rudolf was speechless.
After waiting for a long time, Harry got impatient and shouted, "It's just a simple question! Is she pregnant or not?!"
"Well..." stammered Doctor Rudolf.
Before he could continue speaking, Edwin came back in time, and his calm voice interrupted the doctor. "Of course, my wife is pregnant!"
All eyes were on him now.
Doctor Rudolf stuttered, "Ed... Edwin? Your wife... She..."
Edwin raised his eyebrows as he looked at the doctor. He said lightly, "My wife is nearly three months pregnant. She is in good health. On her last checkup, the doctor also mentioned that her fetus was in a stable condition. Is that right, Doctor Rudolf?"
Doctor Rudolf could vaguely hear the threat in Edwin's words, and his knees almost went limp.
"Yes, yes. Your wife and the baby are in good health. It's just that she had been a little too active physically, which probably affected the fetal
condition a little. Don't worry, I will prescribe her some medicine, and she will be okay."
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