CHAPTER 764: CHAPTER 763 UNABLE TO GET PREGNANT (3)

Ling Chuxia walked straight toward the nurse’s desk, as many people were fetching their reports at this time, so Ling Chuxia headed to the back of the line.

Most people who came for this kind of physical examination were checking their ability to get pregnant. Ling Chuxia watched the people in front of her; some screamed excitedly after seeing their reports, while others wept silently after reading theirs.

Although she kept giving herself affirmations, seeing these reactions, her heart still couldn’t help but pound violently—wondering whether her results would make her scream with excitement or sob in despair.

As the line in front of her dwindled, Ling Chuxia’s heart increasingly tensed. When she heard the nurse call out her name, her heart reached her throat.

Her voice trembled slightly as she responded, "I am Ling Chuxia."

The nurse glanced at her, her eyes flickering with something that quickly disappeared. Then she handed over the report, "Ling Chuxia, here is your report."

Ling Chuxia slowly raised her hand to take the report. The paper was so thin; yet, at that moment, it felt immensely heavy in her hands, making her almost afraid to look at the results.

Ling Chuxia stood still, took several deep breaths, closed her eyes briefly, and then slowly opened them. She held the report for several seconds before finally, resolutely picking it up.

After all, the results were already there; she had to face them eventually.

Ling Chuxia’s dark eyes moved to the report. The beginning was filled with medical jargon she couldn’t understand, but she meticulously read each word, line by line, like someone scratching a lottery ticket who dared not scrape off all the grey material at once for fear of disappointment. Instead, they scratch little by little, hoping for a joyful surprise.

Thus, Ling Chuxia felt both anxious and hopeful, thinking of the good but also dreading the bad.

Finally, Ling Chuxia reached the ultimate result. She read each word one by one, but she did not receive the good news she hoped for. Instead, with every word she read, her face grew paler, and by the time she finished reading, she stood there like she’d been struck by lightning.

Report Result: Essentially infertile.

Such simple words, yet they sentenced Ling Chuxia to a harsh reality. Even though she had known her situation wasn’t optimistic, facing it head on, she still couldn’t accept it.

Could she really never be a mother?

She’d lost her child and, along with it, her right to be a mother?

How could this be... Why did this happen...

Ling Chuxia stood there numbly, her gaze fixed on the results of the report, hoping against all hope that the words were false. But the sharp, clear black on white print was undeniably real.

What was she to do? She really couldn’t get pregnant, couldn’t give Shi Che a child; what should she do?

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When Ling Chuxia returned to the villa, it was already past eight in the evening. She was utterly drained and dispirited. She tried to change her shoes in the foyer, but her hands trembled so much that she struggled for several minutes without success.

Suddenly, a tall figure approached and knelt down. Ling Chuxia felt her foot being gently lifted by a warm palm.