CHAPTER 82 The Baby is in Perfect Health
AT THE HOSPTIAL
"Well?" Narcissa demanded imperiously as she stood in the corridor outside of her daughter's private room.
The consultant in charge of her daughter's care narrowed his eyes lightly and cleared his throat before he spoke. No wonder the midwives didn't want to deal with her, her arrogance was almost suffocating.
"Everything seems fine with the baby, your highness. We can't pinpoint where the blood originated from though, there was certainly no sign of any bleeding internally at least." The doctor said flatly, glancing suspiciously over Narcissa's shoulder and into the room where Ada reclined lazily on the bed.
He frowned slightly as he watched Ada flicking through the phone as if nothing had happened, an odd grin on her face as she covered her mouth with her hand and laughed.
"Are you quite sure? Are there no more tests that you can run to make sure?"