Chapter 22 Her Worst Nightmare
Get Bogus
Upon entering the office, Gavin sat down behind his desk, adjusted his gold–rimmed glasses, and asked, “What’s bothering you, Ms. Spence?”
“I’m pregnant, can you give me a pregnancy laboratory report?” Marie asked.
“Pfft-” Gavin couldn’t hold back his mouthful of water and sprayed it out.
“How old are you this year?” Gavin asked, admiring Marie’s youthful, collagen–filled face.
“What’s wrong with being 18?” Marie asked.
Gavin glanced at Dennis, not daring to ask, and said, “Ms. Spence, please extend your hand, and I’ll perform the pulse diagnosis.”
To Marie’s surprise, Gavin, despite his young age, was knowledgeable in traditional medicine. She extended her hand, and Gavin gently placed his fingers on her wrist.
After a while, Gavin withdrew his hand and said, “Ms. Spence, you’re not pregnant.”
“I know,” Marie said.
“So, what brings you here?” Gavin asked.
“I’m going to start a pregnancy journal,” Marie said.
“Ms. Spence, this goes against the hospital’s regulations,” Gavin said with a troubled expression.
“Dr. Hart doesn’t seem like such a rule–abiding person either,” Marie said.
Gavin turned to look at Dennis, thinking to himself. It’s your call, man. Giving a young girl’a certificate of pregnancy before marriage is no small matter.
Dennis nodded, and Gavin opened the computer, entering Marie’s information.
Marie leaned in, pointing at the screen and said, “Here, the blood type is A.”
Following her instructions, Gavin made the necessary changes and then printed out the document, handing it over to Marie.
Marie happily stuffed things into her bag, when she suddenly noticed a pile of pills inside. She had found them right after her rebirth. Previously, Marie had taken a lot of these pills without knowing what they were.
Marie asked, “Dr. Hart, can you help me analyze these drugs?”
Gavin nodded and said, “As long as it’s not a prohibited drug, it can be tested.”
Marie took out a few bottles of medicine and placed them on the table, pushing them towards Gavin.
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She said, “Here they are. Can you help me figure out what these medicines are?”
Gavin picked it up and looked at it. There was no label on the bottle. He asked, “Whose medicine is
this?”
“I ate it,” Marie said.
“What medicine are you taking, don’t you know?” Gavin asked.
“I wasn’t the smartest before. I ate whatever my stepmother gave me,” Marie shrugged.
“Alright, I’ll take it to the lab,” Gavin said as he stood up and walked out of the office.
Marie knew so many medicines that it would take a while to figure out the results, but she just sat in the office without leaving, chatting with Jolie in a casual and relaxed manner.
Dennis sat on the office couch, tapping away at his laptop without uttering a word.
Jolie felt the atmosphere becoming more and more eerie.
Marie glanced at Dennis with a sidelong look, but he didn’t notice her. She tried again, but still, he didn’t look her way.
What on earth is this man going crazy about?
Just a couple of days ago, they were meddling in everything, even trying to control what major she
chose in college. And now, all of a sudden, they’re acting like they don’t know her?
Marie was unhappy. Who doesn’t have their moments of temper?
So what if I don’t recognize her? I just saved her once, what’s the big deal?
She suddenly stood up, ready to pull Jolie along with her.
Suddenly, Dennis picked up the phone, “I know, transfer the video call to me, I’ll handle it
personally.”
Suddenly, a man’s voice came from the computer: “Mr. Terry, I’ve long admired your reputation.”
Marie stood there, stunned. “Mr. Terry? The Terry Group?”
She quietly sat back down, and Jolie asked, “Ms. Spence, aren’t you leaving?”
Marie said calmly, “I’m tired of sitting, I’ll stand for a while.”
Jolie: “…”
The man’s voice in the video call sounded mature, likely a high–ranking executive from Terry
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