Chapter 687
In contrast, Aman sat in front of the bed like an iceberg. "Cut the crap. Since Dr. Chen is already here, let's make a good diagnosis for my wife. I hope you will have a different opinion this time."
Chloe took a look at her. Aman said fiercely, "You go out. The doctor is here to see me. Why are you so fierce?"
Aman slightly compressed his thin lips and said to Bucky, "Let's start the diagnosis."
"Yes," said Bucky. "However, I estimate that this inspection will have to be done a series of times, including the function of the heart and lungs, as well as the B-mode ultrasound. I've already brought the instruments over with my assistant. Right now, on the car..."
"Bucky, get someone to move it over," Aman said.
"Okay, Young Master."
Bucky made a phone call to the bodyguard outside the villa. "Go to Dr. Chen's car and bring other instruments here."
Fifteen minutes later.
Chloe began to have a series of examinations on the bed. She also had to do heart electricity, test the lung function and blood pressure. She also had to lift her shirt. The doctor said that he wanted to check the width of her abdomen and make it difficult for her to understand.
However, Aman was sitting next to her. He did not object to these unexplainable checks, and Chloe was not in the mood to speak.
In the end, it was a B-mode ultrasound.
When she saw the cold liquid rolling around on her stomach, she couldn't help saying, "Doctor, went to the hospital last time for an examination, and did a B-mode ultrasound at that time. Why do we need to check your lungs now?"
This was because it depended on whether or not she could hold it till the end of the recipe!
"Young Madam, it's to ensure the safety of your production," said Bucky with caution. "You have to do a few more tests.
There won't be any mistakes."
Aman sat next to her with his long legs crossed, and his face was cold and beautiful. "Why are you talking so much? Just let the doctor help you with the examination. You can lie down."
"I'll just ask. Can't I even ask?" Chloe was very depressed. "Besides, why do you object to my question?"
Aman gazed at her, not saying a word.
Bucky stood behind Aman, sweating profusely.
Bucky then turned his head to look at the doctor who was on B-mode ultrasound, who was selling a B-mode ultrasound. His face was not very good, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed. Under his glasses, his eyes were fixed on the black-and-white picture.
The indicator showed the situation in Chloe's son's palace. The three little round shoots were so close to each other...
Chloe was lying on the bed. She turned to the doctor and asked, "Doctor, how is my condition? I mean, how is my baby?"
When it came to her baby, her eyes were shining.
"Mrs. Emperor..." The tenderfaced lady came back to her senses from her guess. She smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
"That's all? Let's talk a little more... Chloe was about to straighten her back and turn to look at the B-mode ultrasound. "I did a B-mode ultrasound in the hospital last time, and Aman didn't show it to me."
When Bucky saw the scene, he quickly used his body to block her line of sight and tried to persuade her. "Young Madam, lie down quickly. It's not easy for the doctor to examine you when you sit up. After the doctor is done, he will explain the situation."
Aman said, "What do you mean I won't show it to you? Didn't you find it when it was mixed up with other documents by John when it was put in the company?"
(John, who is able to handle work perfectly, said: President, I am very wronged.)
"What do you mean 'being a bastard"? You also messed up my B-over deal!" Chloe shouted, "In this case, you can ask the doctor to print another one for me."
"This doctor won't come. There's no need for him to print," Aman said.
Chloe turned to the doctor and said, "Doctor, remember to print a B-Photo for me later."
"Young Madam, please lay down first." Only then did she find out that Young Madam didn't know anything about her situation at all. Mr. Emperor had never told her about this.
Aman looked at Chloe seriously. "Do you hear me? Lie down."
Chloe puffed up her cheeks. Finally, she snorted and had to lie down obediently.
The doctor's B-mode ultrasound was done for almost half an hour before he finally put away the medical equipment on Chloe's abdomen. Two maids who were waiting by the side came over with clean towels that were not prepared in advance to help her wipe the liquid from her stomach.
"Mr. Emperor, I know what's going on," said
Bucky. "The instrument can be moved out."
Aman stood up and said, "Let's go out and talk."
"Yes, sir
After the doctor and Aman went out, Bucky called the two bodyguards at the door and called them in to move the equipment.
Chloe was a little stunned when she saw it. "Hey! Why do you want to go out and talk? If you want to talk here, I want to listen to you too..."
"Young Madam, Young Madam, don't worry." Bucky said quickly, "Big Young Master must be more anxious than you. Let the doctor tell Big Young Master first."
"Tell him first? Can't I hear that? I'm pregnant!" Chloe protested and pointed to the direction of the door. "Didn't you just say that you want to print me a super B super bill? Why don't you print it?"
The elites also came to stabilize her in a hurry. "Young Madam, maybe the doctor brought only B-mode ultrasound and some kind of organs with him. He didn't bring printed equipment, so there is no way to printed them!"
"I have an engine! My studio has!" Chloe tried her best to say, "Wonderful men, tell the doctor that I have an engine and let him print it!
The elite said, "Young Madam, this... Chloe looked at the two of them and said, "You don't want to go, do you? I'll go!" She pretended to get out of bed.
"Aye, aye, aye! Young Madam, I'll go!" Bucky quickly agreed.
In the living room.
Looking at the man sitting on the sofa across from her, a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"What do you think?" Aman drank his wine.
"Mr. Emperor, the situation isn't different from what I expected, so it's very dangerous to operate on it," Roland said. "The three embryo are very close to each other, and it's very likely that we'll run into another two. embryo if we remove the other one."
Once they met, the three embryos would have an accident.
It was a very risky operation.
"What is the chance of success of the surgery?" Aman did not look at the doctor as he looked at the goblet in his hand.
The crystal glass reflected his noble brown eyes with a trace of coldness.
The buyer, hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should tell him the truth.
"Speak!" Aman abruptly raised his eyes and stared at the doctor.
"Mister, to be honest, I can only guarantee a forty percent success rate," Roland said. "I'm a doctor, so I know the risk of the surgery. can't just raise the probability of success of the surgery with you without reason."
Aman's sword-like brows creased.
He didn't even have 5% chance of winning?
If the surgery failed in a short period of time, would the three children not have it?
"If Chloe continues to be pregnant, the chance of being born is really flashy, isn't it?" Aman held the wine glass tightly in his hand.
"Mister Emperor, I've just done heart power for Young Madam, as well as examined her lung function." Reliance said, "There isn't any problem with Young Madam body functions. It's still because of that reason that her abdominal cavity has become narrower. Three babies can't be pregnant for more than seven months, so their abdominal cavity isn't large enough. They'll definitely give birth at a young age."
However, she continued to remind him, "If Young Madam were to reduce the consumption of food and control the bodies of the three babies until they are smaller, then they are still three mothers. They need to absorb some nutrients from her. If Young Madam were to have three mothers, then she wouldn't be able to provide the needs of the three mothers. If the mothers have a strong physique, they will forcefully absorb nutrients from the mothers and continue to grow. If that happens, Young Madam will be in danger and her body will be exhausted..."
He was a well-experienced authoritative neurology doctor. He knew from the very beginning that Aman had to face this problem.
Bucky stood behind Aman and looked at him with a conflicted expression. "Young Master..."
"Young Master, Young Master!" At this juncture, a small pattern ran up from upstairs. "Young Madam said that she wants to print out the B-ray bill."
Aman looked over coldly and said, "The doctor didn't bring the printer!"
Bucky looked at the tense atmosphere in the hall and knew that he had been killed. He quickly bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry, Young Master... But Young Madam said that her studio has an engine."
"Tell her that her laptop is broken!" Aman said in annoyance.
"Yes, my lord."
Bucky quickly ran up again.
In the bedroom, Chloe felt uncomfortable in her B-mode ultrasound stomach. Her essentials had already helped her go to the bathroom to pee and prepare to take a bath.
Bucky put Aman's words on the table. Chloe heard it and said, "I don't believe it! I'm going to have a look! How could it damage the plan for the Academy yesterday?"
"Well, Young Madam, forget it! Young Madam..." When Aman saw Chloe go out, she hurried to chase after her.
Chloe felt that these people were not reliable. She wanted to see her baby's B mode ultrasound, but they refused to let her see it.
He was not deliberately lying to her. He was just hiding something from her!
She went to the studio to have a look.
Sure enough, the computer was still good!
"What the fk!"
She ran down the stairs quickly!
The atmosphere in the hall became even more serious.
"If I want to ensure the safety of my wife, is this the only way to get pregnant?" Aman thought about it again and again as he looked at the doctor.
"Yes, Mister," replied Lady, who understood what he meant.
"There's no way to increase the chance of success of the surgery?" Aman's face was tense. "At the very least, I want to ensure that my wife and the other two children are fine."
"Mr. Emperor, there's no other way," said Bucky. "Right now, the embryo is too small and there are many factors that can't be controlled by human beings. I can only trust my own experience in surgery. I hope it will work"
Pressing his thin lips together, Aman fell into deep thought.
If the operation failed, Chloe would be so sad-
It was sadder to lose three children than to lose one child.
Compared with the end of the pregnancy, the child who was pregnant till the end of the pregnancy couldn't survive because of premature labor.