Chapter 122 Pink Or Blue

Lysander furrowed her brows.

She had thought that Harry would stir up some trouble first. Unexpectedly, the first to cause a scene was her mother, Helen Brooks.

As soon as Lysander led Lynn into the ward, they could hear the voice of a middle–aged woman even through. the closed window.

“If all else fails, why not offer the doctor a little gift? What problem can’t that solve? You are just too young and inexperienced in the ways of the world. In this day and age, who would help you without a little. incentive?”

A gift?

Lysander looked to Lynn for answers, but Lynn, utterly bewildered, could only shake her head in response.

Lysander cleared her throat subtly, then gently pushed open the door to the ward.

Upon entering, she saw Priscilla who was pale and hugging her blanket. She looked like a broken puppet, devoid of spirit. Only when she saw her come in did a faint glimmer of life return to her eyes. “Lysander.”

feel any

lips twitched

in charge of treating Priscilla, right?” Helen greeted warmly,

bony, but it held a surprising strength. Her

merely due to pressure, however. It resembled more of a piercing sensation from a sharp object on the palm, resulting

in the palm

a rectangular object and was somewhat

away, but Helen gave her a mischievous smile. She placed her other hand on top of Lysander’s, patting the back of her hand gently. “Doctor, there are some things

began to sense

softly without any change in her expression, pulling her hand back with force. “Feel free to ask anything you want to know as long as it’s something we

can’t decide on the color of the

Lynn immediately understood and swiftly gave Lysander a

Pink Or

obstetrics and gynecology department for so many years, naturally,

do. The color doesn’t really matter. But it would be best if

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