535 Whether I Want To Give Birth To It Or Not, It Is My Decision. It Has Nothing To Do With You

Yin Muchen's gaze was sharp and alert as he scanned the doctor, "What is wrong with her?"

The doctor let go of Yin Shuiling's wrist before he looked at Yin Muchen. His legs were shaking as he stuttered out, "President Yin, this, this…"

Yin Muchen was already in a bad mood, and now, he raised his voice to chide the doctor, "What are you trying to say? Don't you know how to talk? If that is so, then don't say anything for the rest of your life!"

"I do not dare to do so…" The doctor quickly came forward. The man was tall and lanky, and he went on his tiptoes as he bent down by Yin Muchen's ear to say, "President Yin, Miss Yin seems to be…pregnant."

Pregnant…

This word was like a bolt of lightning on Yin Muchen's face. His dark eyes turned cloudy, and he was silent for three seconds. He pursed his thin pale lips sinisterly as he said, "I don't want to hear words like maybe; I want an accurate diagnosis."