Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Her legs......

As a surgeon, Henry could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Ivy's leg.

A normal person's leg bones, which are limited in the range of motion they can move, can never be posed, in this arc, in this position.

What does this mean? It means that Ivy's leg bone is broken!

And looking at the posture, it appears to have been broken at the knee.

"Stanley, this......" Henry trembled and reached out his hand, pointing at Ivy on the bed, "Why Ivy's legs are like this?"

Violet raised her eyebrows and looked at Stanley.

It is better to leave such issues to him.

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Stanley turned his head to look at Henry and returned in a light tone, "I had them broken."

"What?" Henry's voice rose, "Why? Why are you doing this, Stanley?"

His face was red and he was obviously angry.

Stanley said coldly, "Why? It's your fault, isn't it?"

"Me?" Henry's throat was astringent, obviously confused about what he meant by that.

Stanley pursed his lips, "Of course, last time you let her go, causing her to escape after hurting my two children, so this time, I'll simply have her legs broken so she can never run again, and even if someone saves her, she'll be a drag."

"What!" Hearing this, Henry' was greatly irritated and subconsciously stumbled backwards a step.

It was actually him.

It was because he had let Ivy go last time, so this time, Stanley had broken Ivy's legs.

So he was responsible for Ivy's leg becoming like this!

Henry looked down at his hand and wondered why, when it was clearly clean, he saw a streak of blood on the palm of his hand.

Suddenly he was a little confused as to whether he was a doctor or a devil.

As a doctor, he is kind, he saves lives, but his act of letting Ivy go has also indirectly harmed the two children and now Ivy herself.

So is he really a doctor?

Is he really saving lives?

Why did he feel like he was, all the time, hurting people?

Henry's palms trembled terribly, and he fell into deep self-doubt.

Violet could tell and gently nudged the man beside her, "Stanley, there's something wrong with Dr. Baxter, mentally, he seems to be having some problems." Mostly, it was obvious that something was wrong with Henry's heart, so obvious that she, who did not know anything about psychology, could see it.

Naturally, Stanley could see it, and his eyes narrowed, "Fraser."

"Yes!" Outside the door, Fraser answered and walked in.

"Wake Ivy up." Stanley commanded.

Hearing this, Henry came back to his senses at once, "I'll do it, let me do it!"

The crowd looked to him.

He smiled sadly, "Ivy is in a coma and must be woken up professionally, otherwise her spirit will be affected. Stanley, can you guys go out for a while? I want to talk to Ivy alone, don't worry, I just want to ask her a few questions, I won't take the opportunity to save her, and I can't do that with you all outside, please."

He bowed deeply towards Stanley.

Violet sighed, "Stanley, promise him."

Seeing that she had said so, what else could Stanley say? He took her and Fraser out.

Henry heard the footsteps and looked up at the blank stares of the three men and shouted from the bottom of his heart, "Stanley, thank you."

Stanley paused in his steps for a moment, then quickly returned to his normal self and walked out the door.

Fraser closed the door behind him and the three stood waiting at the door.

Inside the house, Henry came forward and woke Ivy up in a professional way.

Ivy opened her eyes, her vision blurred, and it took a moment to focus and see the person overhead.

That face, without a trace of smile, looked at her, and in its clear eyes, it also held many complicated emotions, including deep love, disappointment, regret and pain.

For some reason, seeing these emotions, Ivy's heart inexplicably throbbed, as if she had lost something very important all of a sudden, but could not say what that something was. "Henry." Ivy's pale lips opened and she called out to Henry.

Henry gave a cold nod in response.

Ivy's eyes widened slightly, "Henry, it's really you, why are you here?"

She had just woken up to the fact that this was her room, the room she had grown up in.

So she was surprised that Henry was here.

Henry sat down on the edge of the bed, "I received a call from Stanley saying that you had arrived in J City, so I came over to see you."

Hearing the word Stanley, a flash of panic passed through Ivy's eyes, and her already pale, bloodless face became even whiter.

"Stanley, Stanley is here too?" Ivy asked, her voice drawn out.

At this moment, she could no longer say that she loved Stanley, she didn't even dare to hate him, and all that was left for Stanley was full of fear. Because of the scene where Stanley had her legs broken, she could never forget it.

"Yes, Stanley is also here, but he's outside the room." Henry didn't hide anything, and told Ivy directly where Stanley was.

Ivy's body trembled so violently that it even involved her legs.

Her legs burst into pain and she cried out, gasping for air.

When Henry saw this, he asked, "Ivy, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm in pain, Henry, my leg hurts." Ivy gripped Henry's arm tightly, her face twisted in pain, "Henry, my legs hurt ......"

Legs hurt!

Henry rushed to check her legs.

But he did not dare to touch them hard, he was only able to press and squeeze them gently.

This press sank the heart to the bottom.

Because he felt it, Ivy's kneecap was soft, whereas a normal person is hard, then the softness he felt was not bone, but flesh.

In other words, Ivy's kneecap had been cracked and was gone. Ivy's legs had been completely lost to salvation, and she would never be able to stand up in this lifetime.

Ivy didn't know exactly what was going on with her legs, as she had passed out when her legs was broken the first time, and was basically in a coma for the rest of the time after that, so she never knew exactly how her legs were injured and whether they would heal.

When she said they hurt now, she meant that she wanted Henry to help her check them out to see if then would heal, and if they did, Henry would definitely cure her legs.

"Henry, how are my legs?" Ivy asked, looking hopefully at Henry as she endured the severe pain.

Henry's mouth opened for a long time before he replied in a sibilant voice, "Ivy, I'm sorry, but your legs are completely ruined!"

These words were a thunderbolt, so shocking that Ivy felt the world was spinning.

Wouldn't that mean she would be an invalid for the rest of her life?

"Ahhhhh!" Ivy was completely unable to accept such a result and yelled out with her eyes wide open.

The people outside the door heard it.

Violet twisted her head to look at the door of the room behind her, "Stanley, what do you think is going on inside?"

Stanley lowered his eyes and said in a light voice, "Ivy must have known that her legs would not recover and that's why she's like this." "How are you so sure?" Violet looked at him curiously.

Stanley's thin lips were slightly curved, "Because I just heard them talking about legs, so I knew it at a guess."-----------