HLM -Chapter 1196 Model Husband

Eva had many items to complete in her first full prenatal checkup. First came measuring her weight and blood pressure, listening to the baby’s heartbeat, urine tests, a physical examination, blood tests, and a fetal nuchal translucency screening, among other things.

The doctor asked her and Rosalie about details of the pregnancy and then made judgments, writing a long list of notes in her medical record.

The female nurse, seeing Wang Bo looking bored, chatted with him for a bit—mostly congratulating him and praising Sunset Town.

After the Q&A and all the possible checks were done, the doctor gave them a checklist. The next phase was machine-based examinations, where most items would be conducted.

“The first blood draw will probably be more than usual, so be prepared. If she feels faint at the sight of blood, it’s best for the husband to be ready with his chest to support her,” the doctor said.

Wang Bo hesitated: “Uh… do you mean chest blood tests? Or is it to check the father’s health too?”

The doctor laughed heartily. “Mr. Wang, you’re funny. Of course not! I meant for you to be ready to let your wife lean on your chest.”

Wang Bo breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought I was being examined.”

“Uh… are you serious?”

Eva quickly explained, “My husband is just too nervous.”

The doctor smiled. “No need to be nervous. From what I see, everything looks excellent. There’s a strong little one in your belly, waiting to see the world.”

His warning was not without reason—this checkup required quite a bit of blood. Four vials in total. By the end, Wang Bo couldn’t help but wonder if this hospital was somehow linked to blood donations.

Rosalie, seeing his anxious look, explained: “For ordinary checks, you don’t need this much blood. It’s mainly to check hemoglobin and see if the mother-to-be has anemia. You know, mild anemia isn’t too serious for pregnancy or delivery, but severe anemia can lead to preterm birth or low birth weight.”

Wang Bo chuckled. “Look at Eva—does she seem anemic to you?”

Rosalie glanced at him. “You’re type AB, right? Eva is type O—you know that?”

Wang Bo nodded. “Yes, so?”

Rosalie said, “When these blood types combine, there’s a chance of ABO incompatibility for the baby. So we need corresponding tests, including hemoglobin, bone marrow hematopoiesis, and other items. That’s why so much blood is drawn.”

Wang Bo instantly grew nervous. “Could there be serious problems?”

Rosalie laughed. “No need to worry. Based on the current results, everything looks good; otherwise, Eva would sense something.”

After the blood draw, there were other checks, like ultrasounds. These mainly involved listening to the baby’s heartbeat, determining the number of embryos, and checking if it was a single or twin pregnancy.

They also needed to confirm that the embryo was not ectopic. Once everything was fine, the hospital could calculate the exact conception date and provide the expected due date for preparation.

One examination involved a fetal nuchal translucency scan to assess the risk of Down syndrome.

Wang Bo accompanied Eva through the hospital’s various monitoring rooms. Fortunately, as the first person informed, all the information he received was positive.

Most results came back quickly, while a few required lab analysis, so they would take two days. The doctor told them that the results would be sent to their email, and any issues would be communicated separately.

Finally, Wang Bo asked, “Doctor, can we tell the baby’s gender now?”

In New Zealand, parents can determine the baby’s sex, and hospitals do not maintain secrecy. However, some parents, like Eva, prefer not to know in advance.

“Are you sure you want to check now? It’ll ruin the surprise. We should leave a bit of mystery,” Eva said unhappily.

Wang Bo kissed her. “We need to prepare in advance. How about this—I’ll find out, but won’t tell you. Okay?”

Eva’s eyebrows shot up. “What? Is that fair? If you know, your parents will too. I’d be the only one in the family not knowing as the mother. That’s so unfair!”

Rosalie said, “Don’t rush to argue. The fetus’ organs start differentiating at eight weeks and are fully formed by fifteen weeks, which is generally when checks occur. Eva is only three months along—about twelve weeks!”

The doctor raised his hand, signaling for silence. “It is possible to check. Do you want to proceed?”

Wang Bo: “Yes.”

Eva: “No!”

The doctor shrugged. “One vote for each. I can’t decide. By democratic vote, the child will ultimately have a say.”

Eva smiled triumphantly. “Before the child is born, the mother decides, so no voting needed.”

Seeing he couldn’t win with force, Wang Bo tried softening his approach: “Come on, dear, I really want to know if it’s a boy or girl so I can prepare.”

Eva said, “Can’t we prepare after he’s born?”

Wang Bo shook his head. “No, that wouldn’t be good. I’d be too nervous.”

Eva reached out and touched his face with a gentle smile. Just when Wang Bo thought she had agreed, she said, “It’s okay, baby. The doctor also said I have good psychological skills. I can help you mentally prepare.”

“You’re the best!” Wang Bo said, conceding helplessly.

Eva giggled. “Fine, you’re like a child throwing a tantrum when you can’t have what you want. Okay, we’ll do the check—but don’t tell me the result!”

The doctor asked a few questions: the fetus must be over eight weeks, and there must not have been a male birth in the past year. No major surgeries, blood transfusions, or organ transplants should have occurred, as these can affect test accuracy.

Eva was about to answer when Wang Bo asked, “Do they need another blood draw, or can they use the blood already taken?”

“Another draw is needed,” said the doctor.

Wang Bo said, “Okay, we won’t check now. We’ll wait until twenty weeks for the ultrasound. My goodness, Eva lost too much blood today. I can’t do this again.”

“Now that’s the mark of a good husband,” the doctor nodded.

Eva, who responds better to gentle persuasion than pressure, smiled sweetly. “I’m fine now. This check only requires a little blood.”

Wang Bo shook his head. “I thought it would be just a photo. Then no more blood. Let’s go home.”

“Won’t you feel disappointed?” Rosalie teased.

Wang Bo said, “I have patience. I was just a bit impatient.”

Once they made the decision, the doctor proceeded, writing down the results as he spoke: “Going forward, make sure to supplement folic acid, calcium, and iron. Your pregnancy symptoms will increase over time, but remember to eat no matter what—even if you vomit, keep eating.”