Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad)
Chapter 741

Chapter 741

"When you're pregnant, the hormones in your body will spike and that will stimulate the growth of your breast, which will cause nodules to become worse. However since Mrs.

Maxwell's is benign, it'll be fine." The doctor repeatedly told Fia it was a small matter, that it would not be a tumor, that it's not malignant, and all that.

"Fia." Conrad looked at Fia immediately and held her hand tight.

Fia exchanged a gaze with him and suddenly guessed his thoughts.

She shook her head. "I'm fine. Everything is fine.

Conrad swallowed. "Alright, let's go home first."

"Alright!"

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The doctor looked at Conrad holding Fia's hand as they left and could not help but say, Remember to stay happy. Don't stay up late. You need to watch your diet! Also, now is the early trimester of your pregnancy, so you must take good care of the fetal growth."

Fia suppressed her terrible mood and turned her head back to say thanks with a smile.

The hospital director and the specialist looked at each other, both feeling as if they had just survived a narrow brush with death.

The doctor said, "Director, Mrs. Maxwell has always been Doctor Sally's patient. Why don't we call Doctor Sally and tell her, and let her follow up with her situation later on?"

The hospital director immediately nodded. "Alright, I'll call now! Doctor Sally has quite a good relationship with them. It'll be more secure.

***

At the Halls' residence.

After Sally received a call from the hospital, she hugged a book and sat at the balcony in a daze.

The words Fia had mentioned early on made her suspicious and unable to be at peace. When she was in surgery, something almost went wrong and that's why she took quite a few days off. "Sally?" Peter came to the balcony on the third floor. "Why are you hiding here? You really made me look for you."

Sally looked over, her gaze still a little dazed as the image of two nights ago appeared in her mind.

She put down the book, got up, and walked to him, staring at his brows.

"Pete, I want to ask you something."

"Sure, but let me tell you something first." Peter's gaze was gentle and warm, his smile a lot

purer.

Each time he faced his sister, his expression would be the purest, gentlest, and warmest. "Alright, you go first."

Peter took out a bank card and looked at his sister gently.

Sally, there's some money on this card for you to use."

Peter stuffed the card into Sally's hand.

Sally lowered her head to look at the card in her hands and felt a baffling sadness.

She recalled the time when she was studying and because their father had injured his leg and her mother had to care for him, their family did not have an income.

It was her elder brother who had studied and worked part time to raise her.

Recalling this, as a student, his results were not affected, yet he earned quite decently. It was only natural that he had suffered quite a fair bit.

"Peter, I'm already grown up." She raised her head and smiled at Peter. "I have my own salary now from work. I don't need to spend your money. Your money should be kept for my future sister-in-law."

She tried to stuff the card back into Peter's hands.

Peter put both of his hands behind his back and said solemnly, "This money is not for you to use. It's for Dad and Mom. I want you to help me take good care of our parents.

Sally was speechless as she stared at him, feeling at a loss. "You have returned and we can look after them together. I can't use up my salary alone. I can provide financially as well."

'Silly girl. It's your money. Of course you have to keep it for yourself as a dowry!" Peter tapped Sally's forehead as he said somewhat jokingly, "My money is for our parents' old age. You know the nature of my work. I work in research. Who knows if an accident would happen?"

There were tears in Sally's eyes. "What nonsense are you talking about? How is there someone like you who curses himself?"

"I'm not cursing myself. I'm speaking from my heart." Peter sighed. "In our line, it appears to be very glorious and we have quite a few secrets in our hands. Who knows when we'll be eyed by bad people? Or when we conduct experiments and an accident happens? All of them are possibilities