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The once sweet and soft pastries now seemed inexplicably pungent, causing turmoil in her stomach and an overwhelming nausea that wouldn't subside.
Zhang was about to put the next batch of pastries into the oven when she heard the sound of vomiting behind her. She quickly took a couple of steps forward, furrowing her brows in concern, and asked, "Siblings, what's wrong?"
"I don't know. I just feel uncomfortable as soon as I smell this. I wonder if I ate something bad. I was originally thinking about how to solve Qingzhi's problem, and suddenly I just felt nauseous."
Zhao herself was baffled. Usually, she was in good health, especially after taking care of herself over the past few years, which had made her even healthier.
"Fourth Sister, I'm fine. Don't worry. I just need to rest for a bit. You keep working; otherwise, we won't have enough to sell later."
That was true; with business being so good, they wouldn't have hired so many people if both of them were fine.
However, it felt as if her body was betraying her. The feeling of nausea grew stronger, making it impossible for her to stay in the kitchen. By the time they finished their morning rush, her face was pale, and she felt like she might faint from vomiting.
"No way, Siblings. We have to see a doctor. If there's something wrong, we should catch it early," Zhang said as she grabbed Zhao's arm and headed toward the apothecary.
Zhao dragged her feet stubbornly, unwilling to go. "Fourth Sister, I'm really fine. There's no need to see anyone." That would mean spending a lot of money, which made her heart ache.
Besides, with her being so healthy, there surely couldn't be any problems.
Unfortunately, since they were the closest ones in town, Zhao ultimately couldn't resist Zhang's determination.
At the entrance of the apothecary, Zhao felt her legs weaken and her lips tremble. For over a decade, she had lived in constant fear while trying to conceive a child. She didn't know how many times she had run here or how many nauseating medicines she had taken.
Yet nothing had worked; those experiences felt like endless nightmares.
Eventually, after leaving Liu Family and starting her own family, Liu Laowu didn't seem to care much about having a son. As a result, she gradually gave up on taking medicine and running around aimlessly.
Now, as she arrived at the pharmacy again, her inner fear manifested in her trembling body, resulting in her pale complexion.
"Alright, alright, look at you. Just come over and let the doctor take a look. It's not like we can't afford to see a doctor. Come on, let's hurry inside," Zhang thought. If there was something wrong with her body, it was better to treat it early.
Inside the pharmacy, more and more people were looking at the two who were dragging their feet. Zhao, feeling helpless, allowed Zhang to pull her along.
Not long after, she was immensely grateful for Zhang's insistence; otherwise, she didn't know how long she would regret it.
In the lobby, three doctors were seated in front of a long line of patients. Zhang chose an older doctor to queue up with; after all, older doctors seemed more reliable, exuding an air of wisdom and exceptional medical skills.
Watching the patients in front of her—some calm, some panicked, some grateful—her heart trembled slightly, and the veins in her hands bulged with an overwhelming sense of fear.
Soon, it was her turn. The Old Doctor sat upright and without raising his eyes said directly, "Next, what's the situation?"
Zhao stammered, while Zhang couldn't help but step forward: "Doctor, she's been feeling nauseous all day. She usually has good health; there shouldn't be anything wrong, right?"
"Extend your hand!" The Old Doctor placed his index and middle fingers on Zhao's wrist to check her pulse carefully. After a moment, he squinted at the woman in front of him.
That scrutinizing gaze made Zhao's heart skip a beat. She wondered if she had some incurable disease.
Just as tears threatened to spill from her eyes, the Old Doctor's words brought her back to calmness.
"Congratulations, you are pregnant!"
"What?" Zhao's mind flashed with unparalleled astonishment.
"What?" This exclamation came from Zhang. "Doctor, you must be mistaken!"
The Old Doctor raised an eyebrow, displeased. "Are you doubting the Old Man's skills? The Old Man has been a doctor his whole life; surely he can diagnose a pregnancy."
Zhang waved his hands repeatedly. "No, no, no, that's not what I meant. It's just that my siblings haven't had any news for over a decade. This sudden announcement is hard for us to accept."
"What is there to accept? This is great news! However, this lady is a bit older. Although the child seems fine now, she must take care not to overexert herself and ensure she gets plenty of nutrition."
"Yes, yes, absolutely! This is indeed a joyous occasion, Doctor. Is there anything we need to pay attention to? What should she eat during this time?" Zhang was genuinely happy for Zhao.
The two sisters-in-law had a very close relationship, almost like real sisters. Zhang had one son and one daughter; although not many, she felt fulfilled. However, Zhao was different—she only had one daughter, which had made her the subject of ridicule in the village for many years.
While feeling sympathy for Zhao, Zhang also felt helpless.
This time, after much difficulty, Zhao was finally pregnant. It was a joyous occasion that surpassed any amount of money.
The Old Doctor understood Zhao's situation and naturally expressed his understanding. After all, many came to him hoping for sons. He carefully outlined precautions for both women and repeatedly emphasized the importance of rest.
Zhang pulled Zhao, who was still in shock and overwhelmed with joy, out of the clinic.
"Siblings, did you hear that? You're pregnant! You have a child now; no one will dare to mock you anymore."
After a long moment, sunlight streamed in from outside, dazzling and bright. Tears of joy welled up in Zhao's eyes—these were tears of happiness.
Huh? Ah! It took Zhao a while to regain her senses and realize what had just happened.
However, the words of the Old Doctor kept replaying in her mind, as if that voice came from a distant place, reminiscent of countless scenes that appeared in her dreams.
When she woke up from the dream, everything was false, merely the result of her daydreams and nightly thoughts.
She feared that this surprise was also an illusion, a bubble that would burst, leaving her to face the bloody reality once again.
"Fourth Sister, is it true? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Zhang was both amused and exasperated: "Of course it's true! Why would I lie to you? They just told us clearly that you're pregnant. Congratulations!"
Hehe! Hehe! Hehehe! Zhao laughed foolishly: "I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant! Finally pregnant! Hahaha!" Standing by the roadside, she looked like a fool under the strange gazes of others.
Zhang understood the repression she had endured for over a decade and recognized her breakdown upon suddenly receiving such good news.
Gently patting her shoulder, he said, "Let it out, just cry it out!" Zhao needed this kind of release.
Only then could the deep-seated repression and pain hidden in her heart dissipate.
On the street, Zhao burst into tears!
A moment later, in the Bakery, Zhang carefully helped Zhao sit down: "You take a break first; I'll make some arrangements."
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