I arrived at the dim sum shop at 8 o'clock, and I was already a lot late. Fortunately, the store manager knew yesterday that An Wuyang was not feeling well. When he saw him coming, he just asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm sorry store manager, I'm late." An Wuyang's face was full of apology, especially after being cared for, he looked very guilty: "Deduct the money according to the rules, store manager."
The other side smiled, waved his hand generously and said, "Please don't be so serious, okay, you are a work-study student party, how could I be so embarrassed to deduct your money."
Moreover, this good-looking and diligent little brother has performed very well since he came to the store. If the other party is not a student, the store manager hopes that he can stay for a long time.
"Thank you, manager." An Wuyang was very embarrassed and felt that he had taken advantage of it: "Then I will leave work later today and help everyone on duty for lunch."
Otherwise, according to his personality, he will feel uncomfortable.
The store manager looked at him and said helplessly, "If you insist, you can do whatever you want."
"Well." An Wuyang nodded: "Then I'll go to work."
Then go to the locker room to change into the staff uniform, go to the back kitchen to find Xiaolin, and return the money for the barbecue last night to the other party.
"Thank you, Brother Xiaolin." An Wuyang said.
"You're welcome." Xiaolin, wearing a mask, bumped his elbow against the safety: "What number are you going to do?"
An Wuyang lowered his head and started to work, after hearing the words, he thought for a while: "Around the 25th of the end of the month."
Anyway, he is a local student, and his home is at most about an hour away from the school by car, so a few days are enough.
"Hey, are you hungry? There's freshly baked butter bread here." A female colleague came over with a tray and approached Xiaolin and An Wuyu for them to take it.
"Thank you Miss Fang." Xiao Lin immediately took one.
As for An Wuyu, he smelled a strong smell of butter, with a burnt smell of toast, and immediately turned his head like a ghost.
The female colleague said curiously, "Hey, Xiao An, don't you want to eat?"
An Wuyang covered his mask, shook his head and said, "Well, I won't eat it, thank you..." Because let alone eating bread, he felt nauseous even when he smelled it.
It's depressing, just like how it feels in the morning.
"Okay, then I'll go ask other people." After the female colleague left, Xiaolin approached him, "Fragrant butter bread, why don't you eat it?"
It's free, don't eat for nothing.
"Hey..." This man kept leaning over with a greasy smell, and An Wuyang really wanted to hit him: "It tastes too greasy, go to the side and come back after eating, don't interfere with my work."
Xiao Lin was so wronged: "Where it's greasy, it's obviously delicious."
He remembered that An Wuyang liked to eat last time.
"I may not be feeling well recently, and I can't smell greasy things." An Wuyang wrinkled his nose, trying to suppress the nausea.
"Haha." Xiaolin said, "Your symptoms are not pregnant, right?"
"What the hell?" An Wuyang smiled angrily: "I'm still sleepy and lethargic, otherwise why would I be late in the morning."
The two 18- and 19-year-olds chatted nonsense in the back kitchen, chatting about the upcoming college life for a while, and chatting about laughing, laughing or eating chicken.
Time flies.
At noon, the dim sum shop packs a meal, not take-out, but self-fried pork belly, fried vegetables, or melons, and occasionally scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and steamed fish.
Although there is not much meat, it is nutritious and healthy, and it is a hundred times better than eating takeaway.
An Wuyi used to like to eat pork belly that had been cooked with oil. The burnt aroma and oily taste were particularly exciting, but today he didn't want to touch a piece of it, he just wanted to pick green vegetables to eat.
After eating, you can lie down on the round table in the lounge to rest for about half an hour, and immediately get up to deliver cakes or handle customer orders.
For errands like delivery, because An Wuyang is a local, he knows the route and has a good image, the store manager always likes to call him.
After today's break, he was called by the store manager to deliver the goods. He has a big head because he feels that he can't open his eyes, and he really wants to sleep, and he really wants to sleep.
Seeing this, the store manager immediately called another store clerk to go: "Xiao An, if you are not feeling well, you can ask for leave, you don't have to force yourself to go to work."
An Wuyi blushed, rubbed his eyes that he couldn't open, and said, "I'm fine, but I'm seriously sleepy..."
He felt very embarrassed, and immediately stood up and wanted to go to the bathroom to wash his face to wake himself up.
Who knew that when he stood up, the world was spinning, dizzy, and feeling like he would faint at any time, he couldn't bear it anymore and sat back in the chair.
"Xiao An, what's the matter?" The store manager patted him on the shoulder and asked when he saw him lying on his stomach.
An Wuyang shook his head, came over after a while, and said to the store manager, "Store manager, I think I should ask for leave today, don't remember my attendance today."
He felt that he was really dying, something might be wrong with his body.
"Really, let's go back and rest, I'll give you half a day." The store manager kindly helped An Wuyang out, called a car for him on the side of the road, and said by the way: "This ghost weather is too hot, and there are many people suffering from heat stroke. If you feel that you can't do it tomorrow, then come back the day after tomorrow."
"Thank you, manager." An Wuyang thanked him continuously.
He got into the car, and the situation did not look good, and the whole person was weak.
The driver said, "Have you suffered from heat stroke? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
After a long time, An Wuyang recalled what happened today, and he couldn't help thinking, what would have happened if he said he didn't need to go
Safe do not know.
He only knows now that he doesn't seem to have symptoms of heat stroke, but he just doesn't know why his physical condition becomes weak.
Although it costs money to go to the hospital to register, he felt at ease in his pocket for the salary he just paid, thinking about going for a check-up.
"Well, let's go to the hospital."
The kind driver uncle sent the person to the door of the hospital and said warmly, "Can you go to register yourself, or do you want me to take you there?"
An Wuyang quickly waved his hand: "Thank you, uncle, I can do it myself."
After paying the money, he got out of the car. After all, everyone was working hard for a living, and he had no reason to take up other people's time.
So An Wuyang went to register alone, pay the money, and check.
"Children." Seeing that the document said eighteen years old, the doctor directly used a general term: "Where is it uncomfortable, tell me about the symptoms?"
An Wuyang: "... dizziness, nausea, vomiting, sleepiness, and lack of energy."
The doctor looked at him for a while, and immediately looked up and down, and found that he was right, it was a boy: "Are you anorexia?"
The fair-faced teenager shook his head: "I'm not anorexic, but I don't want to eat greasy things, such as barbecue, butter bread, and I feel nauseous when I smell it. Is there a problem with the spleen and stomach? Or is it because of the changing seasons?"
"Put out your tongue and I'll take a look." After reading it, the doctor said again, "Stretch out your hand and take your pulse."
The dry and warm finger pulp rested on An Wuyang's fair and slender wrist. After a while, the doctor asked, "When was the last intercourse?"
At first, An Wuyang thought that he had heard it wrong. The doctor actually asked about intercourse when he saw a doctor. It was not that he had a problem with his lower body.
The thin-skinned boy in front of the elder scratched his hot ears and replied in a low voice, "A month ago, just once."
The doctor nodded: "Wait a minute, I'll make a few orders, and you can take them for a routine checkup."
"OK."
After a while, An Wuyang took a look at the list. It was a blood test item. He asked nervously, "Doctor, do I have any serious problems?"
The doctor said: "Routine examination, don't be afraid, I'll tell you after you go for the examination."
With a little bit of unease, An Wuyang found the blood test department and waited in line to call.
The results of the blood test project came out very quickly on the same day. An Wuyang was thinking about finding a doctor to show him the report, thus ignoring the stunned expressions of the medical staff.
An Wuyang took the test report and looked at it while walking. The result of the blood test report was 3255.500. He didn't understand what it meant.
"Is there a result?" The doctor stretched out his hand, as if he couldn't wait to see the result: "Let me see."
Although he is not a professional doctor in obstetrics and gynecology, he has been a doctor for many years and still can see at a glance that the boy's blood test result is pregnant, and the fetus is about five weeks old.
as big as World, nothing is nonexistent.
Doctors have seen Liezi who looks like a man but is able to get pregnant before.
After he put down the report, he said seriously and slowly: "You are pregnant, and the fetus is about five weeks old, which matches the date of your last intercourse."
An Wuyang was stunned, as if listening to a book from heaven.
what pregnancy...
He opened his mouth and said, "Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant..." Although he didn't suspect that the doctor was wrong, he just said, "Doctor, I'm a man, really."
"I know you're a man." The doctor's eyebrows were also tightly wrinkled, he felt that the child might not survive: "I knew you were pregnant when I gave you a pulse just now, plus the blood test report, this result Can't be wrong."
Looking at the pale boy, the doctor couldn't bear it, but he still had to say something in time: "The fetus is only five weeks old now, and it's only so small in your belly, it's not impossible for you to have an abortion, but I remind you You, compared with women, the risk rate of abortion surgery is higher, and you need special surgery, which requires your parents' signature, and our hospital dares to do it for you."
"..." The piles of news were like bombs to An Wuyang, and the explosion made his mind go blank and blank.
These completely impossible things, the doctor told him to be true.
An Wuyang's first thought was how angry and disappointed his parents would be if they knew.
The second thing that comes to mind is, how much does it cost to do special surgery