Han Jing extended her hand and placed it on her belly: "What do you feel?"
An Chuxue looked horrified: "Are you really alive or dead?"
Han Jing rolled her eyes at her: "Have you ever seen someone with an Extreme Cold Constitution like me being able to get pregnant? As a doctor, you can't possibly be unaware of such basic knowledge, right?"
An Chuxue...
"You have an Extreme Cold Constitution? But such people are incredibly rare, I've only heard of it, never actually seen it..." An Chuxue knew that some people naturally have special constitutions, and for those with a cold-oriented physique, it's indeed quite unlikely to bear children. Even with the help of modern medicine, the success rate is extremely low, let alone in a place like this.
"But I'm really not likely mistaken, maybe you're like winning the lottery with billion-to-one odds?" An Chuxue was certain she hadn't made a mistake, yet this was truly quite miraculous.
Han Jing covered her face: "What the hell is this!"
