Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 475 What's Wrong With Me?

The doctor arrived promptly, just as Eva was getting ready to rest for the night.

When she was told that the doctor was coming to see her, she was bewildered, and her delicate brows knitted together in confusion. "Why?" She asked.

Jane shook her head, "I'm not entirely sure, it seems to be just a check-up."

Eva felt perfectly fine, yet here they were, insisting on a health check-up?

She couldn't make sense of it and refused to comply.

After Jane conveyed her reluctance, Michael Cooper personally came into the room to talk to her.

"Eva, it's just a routine check-up and a brief consultation. Can you spare a little time for it?" he said gently.

Eva faced him with a look that was anything but friendly. "What are you really trying to do here?"

"Nothing insidious. I'm just concerned about you. You were recently hospitalized, and this is merely a follow-up."

The mention of her recent hospital discharge quieted her.

If it was just a follow-up after being discharged, then it seemed there was nothing to worry about. But shouldn't the follow-up be done at the hospital instead of calling the doctor to the house?

Seeing that she was still hesitant, Michael Cooper added, "The weather is very cold, and it wasn't easy for him to come all this way late at night. Moreover, he has already been waiting outside for a long time. It's just a routine health checkup and interview, why not let him in?"

That last sentence was somewhat more effective.

After a moment of silence, Eva finally nodded. "Alright."

The doctor came in, and Michael Cooper stood by quietly as consultations were taking place.

After a while, the doctor casually asked her, "How has your sleep been lately?"

Eva thought for a moment and nodded, "Not too bad."

"What do you mean by 'not too bad'? Are you sleeping a lot, a little, or having trouble sleeping?"

"I manage to sleep, and quite a bit at that."

Apart from when she was deep in thought, she felt constantly drowsy throughout the day.

Even without doing much physical activity, she'd lie down feeling exhausted, yearning for a good night's rest. Yet, she never seemed to achieve it. She didn't dream much either, just felt continuously lethargic, as if her sleep was excessively long. Hearing this, the doctor looked at her intently and then requested, "Can I see your tongue?"

Caught off guard for a moment, Eva then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

Her lips were a healthy pink, and her tongue was clean and pink, free of any heavy coating and framed by her pearly white teeth. Michael, who had been standing calmly, didn't expect this moment. His gaze shifted uncomfortably before he looked away.

But he couldn't help but look back at her again after a short while, his eyes filled with deep affection as he watched her silently.

His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides, grappling with an urge he couldn't quite hold back, his desire for her growing inside him.

The seemingly nonsensical examination baffled Eva, but the doctor's gentle demeanor and good attitude prompted her full cooperation.

Throughout, the doctor asked a barrage of tedious questions. By the end, Eva almost doubted whether he was there to check on her health or just to chat.

Impulsively, she turned to look at Michael, thinking he would surely find such a doctor intolerable.

Yet, to her gaze, Michael only offered a tender smile, never once questioning the doctor's methods of examination from start to finish.

It was nearly half an hour later when the consultation was finally over.

Everyone had left the room, leaving Eva alone inside.

Stepping outside, Michael Cooper immediately inquired, "How is she?"

After a moment's quiet reflection, the doctor probed, "What's troubling the patient? What are her internal conflicts?"

The use of the word "patient" caught Michael off guard.

"Internal conflicts?"

"Physically, she seems to be okay. The real issues are with her lifestyle. The most obvious problems are her sleep and nutritional habits."

Michael Cooper wasn't sure about Eva's sleep, but nutrition was something he had noticed himself.

"I didn't have a deep conversation with Ms. Hansen today. I was worried she might become resistant."

The doctor left soon after giving Michael Cooper some instructions and had prescribed some medicine to stimulate appetite and aid sleep.

Michael ensured the doctor was escorted out, then stood there, holding the medication, pondering. Internal conflicts?

She had lost her memory already; why would she have internal conflicts?

What was the root of it? Was it the missing memories or the man lying motionless in the hospital bed?

The thought of that man who had been unconscious until now and still hadn't awoken caused a few shades of darkness to gather in the depths of Michael Cooper's eyes. If it weren't for Eva, perhaps the two of them could have been close friends.

But claiming him as a close friend meant forfeiting Eva. To have Eva, they were destined to become adversaries.

Not long after the doctor left, Michael personally delivered the medicine and poured a glass of warm water, gesturing for her to drink.

Eva looked at the white pills in his palm and frowned.

"What's wrong with me?"

A faint smile played on Michael's lips.

"It's not a sickness, just some medicine to help you sleep."

Hearing they were sleeping aids, Eva's resistance grew, her brow furrowed in refusal.

"I don't need this; I sleep just fine."

She thought she actually slept too much as it was, and now they wanted her to take sleeping medicine? Wouldn't that make her sleep incessantly?

"No, it's not like that," Michael tried to explain. "The doctor prescribed these because your sleep is restless. They should help improve the quality of your rest."

Improve sleep quality?

Eva glanced at the pills in his hand and questioned, "And the other one? Are both for sleep?"

"This is for your digestive health," Michael assured her truthfully, anticipating her resistance and explaining right away, "You've been eating very little lately, haven't you noticed? Might be a stomach upset, the doctor also prescribed you some medication." Eva had indeed failed to notice this, as her attention had scarcely been on what she ate. Whether she was sleeping, pondering over her memories, or contemplating the issues concerning Adrian Blackwood.