Xu Xiaoya urgently asked, "What's wrong?"
Yan Xixi turned deathly pale.
The report clearly stated her HCG levels were too low, nowhere near the indicators for pregnancy.
That was bad enough, but the results of other tests were ironclad proof: it was clearly infertility.
Actually, she had been worried because she hadn't conceived for so long; otherwise, she wouldn't have undergone all these tests. The results confirmed her worst fears.
"Xixi, what does this mean?"
She shook her head dejectedly. "I don't know either. I'm going to ask the doctor."
The queue was long, and it seemed to take forever before it was her turn.
The doctor took one look at her test results. Their expression turned grim. Yan Xixi, her heart pounding with anxiety, asked softly, "Doctor, is there something wrong with me?"
The doctor carefully reviewed all the indicators before asking, "Have you ever been pregnant before?"
