"OK, Raymond..." Emma Benson gently curled her red lips, also staring at the examination report in his hand.
"The chance of pregnancy with second-degree damage is quite small, why do you think it can be treated!?"
"Hehe." Raymond chuckled, flicking the examination report, his expression mild, "Mrs. Schmidt, right? Actually, you should also know that in medicine, nothing is ever absolutely certain. Miracles happen every day. Don't you want a miracle to happen to you?"
"Miracles... aren't that easy to happen." Of course, she wanted one, but it was too difficult. She had tried for three years, if a miracle were going to happen, it would have happened already, not waited until now.
"That's because you haven't met me!" Raymond stood up, his tone wild and shocking everyone.
