Raising Baby in Apocalypse

Three Hundred and Nine 0 Waste to Be Done

An Ran stood at the end of the corridor and glanced at the situation inside, smelling the smell of disinfectant between her nostrils, holding the doll in one hand, and holding the hand of Little Mint behind her with the other free hand, followed the military doctor up the stairs stairs. 』 』Extracurricular books%Ww*W. ┡Ke Wai Shu . O R ? G【No pop-up novel network】

The air in the health center is very bad, but the doll was carried out safely from the hospital full of zombies. She and the doll are not afraid of this place, but the little mint behind them, a childish little picture. His face was as pale as paper, and as soon as he smelled the disinfectant, he couldn't help but bent over and vomited.

"Come on, this way."

After she vomited, An Ran put her arms around Xiao Minhe's thin body with one hand, firmly grasped Xiao Minhe's shoulders, and with a strong expression on her face, she took Xiao Minhe up to the third floor.

The third floor is the laboratory, and the environment is so-so, just like the old tube building style of the village health center. There is a small guardrail facing the backyard. The guardrail is made of cement and has not been painted.

There was a smell of disinfectant and blood in the air, and there were few people. There were voices of someone talking and crying in a certain room, which may be due to the back of the sun, and the temperature here is also a few degrees lower than downstairs.

The military doctor brought An Ran, Little Mint, and Doll to a wooden door, knocked on the door, and an old man's kind voice came from inside,

"Come in."

He pushed open the door, saluted the old man sitting inside, turned around, and said to An Ran who was standing outside the door: "Sister-in-law, this is Dr. Zhao, then you look first, I'm right outside the door."

"OK, thanks."

An Ran nodded to the military doctor, pulled Mint into the door, looked around, and found that the room was very crowded, an old woman with gray hair and glasses, was thin and thin, wearing a White coat, sitting behind a desk.

She was holding a pen in her hand, and a prescription was spread on the table. Behind was a blue curtain, and behind the curtain was a bed for women to examine their lower body.

He looked like an old doctor, with a sense of authority all over his body.

The old authority had a serious face, adjusted the glasses on his face, glanced at An Ran, nodded, and asked with bitterness and hatred:

"You are the captain of the team? Is there any problem?"

An Ran smiled politely at the old authority, turned around,

Pushing the numb and silent little mint behind him, he said:

"Hi doctor, this is my little sister. Something happened to her in the last days. I want to bring her here for a checkup to make sure."

Who is the old authority? Before the end of the world, she could be regarded as a well-known expert in obstetrics and gynecology in China. She probably knew what An Ran wanted to confirm after hearing only a few words from An Ran, so she nodded and lowered her eyes seriously. On the prescription form on the desktop, a few words were manually written, "Early pregnancy?".

Then I asked, "What are your symptoms?"

"I vomited a little, just like when I was pregnant at that time, I vomited a lot."

Little Mint didn't answer, An Ran answered for Little Mint.

The old authority frowned and said, "Just vomiting, there is no way to determine whether it is pregnancy, let's do a simple examination first."

It's the end of the world, it's the end of the world, before the end of the world, things that can be confirmed by a blood test and a B-ultrasound, after the end of the world, it's as difficult as going to heaven, because there is no need for a blood test in this barbed wire village Hormone equipment, not even an early pregnancy test strip.

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