Yun Ya’s hand trembled, and the pregnancy test stick suddenly dropped to the ground. But Ji Die suddenly picked it up as if she had found something precious, clutching the pregnancy test stick tightly in her hand. Yun Ya’s breath faltered, and her gaze involuntarily fell on Ji Die’s lower abdomen, "Are you pregnant?" She couldn’t quite identify her feelings, sour and fearful, riddled with guilt... An array of complex emotions made her head spin for a moment. "I didn’t get my period these past few days, and I felt nauseous and vomited this morning. I felt something was wrong, so I went to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. I was just trying it, I never really thought... Who knew..." She suddenly grabbed Yun Ya’s sleeve, crying, "Miss... what should I do?" Yun Ya was somewhat annoyed by these cries, took a deep breath, and looked straight into Ji Die’s eyes. "This is your child with Uncle Qin, do you want it?" Ji Die was stunned for a moment, her grip on Yun Ya’s hand slowly loosened, and her eyes gradually became lifeless. Ji Die covered her face, murmuring helplessly. She had thought it was just a fantasy, and she had prepared herself mentally, but she didn’t expect that heaven would give her such a big surprise, no, a shock. All of a sudden, she didn’t know what to do. She now faced a problem: whether to keep the child or not. Yun Ya pulled her along to leave, and Ji Die stammered, "Miss, what are you doing?" "To the hospital, to get an abortion." Ji Die instinctively pulled away from Yun Ya’s hand and shrank back, "No... I don’t want to." Yun Ya turned around, staring into Ji Die’s evasive eyes, "What are you shaking for then? If you don’t want to abort, then keep it. Uncle Qin will take responsibility." "Will he really take responsibility?" Ji Die asked with some hesitation. Yun Ya squatted down, gently placing a hand on her shoulder, speaking softly, "Uncle Qin is getting on in years. If he knows you’re carrying his child, he’ll certainly be very happy. Don’t worry, Uncle Qin is not the kind of man who shirks his responsibility." After the initial panic subsided, Ji Die thought of carrying his child and couldn’t help but place a hand on her abdomen, a smile appearing at the corners of her eyes. Helping Ji Die lie down on the bed, Yun Ya tucked her in, "Aunt Die, you’ll definitely be very happy in the future." Ji Die’s face showed a smile, but soon, she grasped Yun Ya’s hand, asking anxiously, "Will he really take responsibility? And Miss, I’m really ashamed to see her..." Yun Ya patiently comforted her over and over, "Don’t you understand what kind of person Uncle Qin is? You can be completely at ease. As for mother, why should you feel guilty? You haven’t done anything wrong to her. Don’t think too much, it’s not good for the child. You should rest well now, I will take you to the hospital for a checkup in the afternoon." Ji Die obediently closed her eyes, but her hands still clutched tightly onto Yun Ya’s. Yun Ya sighed, turned her hand to hold hers, fingers resting on the pulse. Suddenly, she frowned slightly and looked carefully at Ji Die’s resting face. She was in a hurry earlier and didn’t have the time to take her pulse. Now that she saw it, something was clearly off. The pulse was like rolling pearls, round and smooth to the touch, a method in traditional Chinese medicine for diagnosing pregnancy in women. It certainly seemed like pregnancy, but the same pulse could be found in women about to menstruate or those with dampness and indigestion. Now, it looked like her pulse was not due to pregnancy... but a gastrointestinal disease... It was certain; Ji Die was not pregnant. Yun Ya went to the bathroom and saw a brand-new pregnancy test, still in its packaging, on the washstand. She opened it and tested herself. Yun Ya looked at the two bright red lines on the pregnancy test and didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. Could she be pregnant too? This was obviously a low-quality pregnancy test, it had misled Ji Die, and combined with her gastrointestinal illness, nausea and vomiting, and recent stress delaying her period, it all coincidentally made Ji Die truly believe she was pregnant. Yun Ya narrowed her eyes and tossed the pregnancy test into the trash bin. Since there was a mistake, she would stick to it until the end. She took out her phone and made a call, "Brother Du, help me buy some medicine from the nearby pharmacy." Ji Die slowly opened her eyes, smelling a fragrant aroma, her stomach grumbling timely. Yun Ya walked in carrying a bowl and seeing Ji Die awake, smiled, "Aunt Die, you’re awake." She held a bowl of lean meat porridge to feed Ji Die, who couldn’t resist the aroma and asked, "Miss, did you make this?" Yun Ya laughed helplessly, "If I cook, I might as well set the kitchen on fire. I ordered this takeout. Have some porridge to fill your stomach, Aunt Die." For more chapters visit NoveI-Fire.ɴet Ji Die sipped the porridge little by little until it was finished. Yun Ya held a glass of water and some pills out to Ji Die, "Aunt Die, take the medicine."