After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 956

Chapter 956: More Pregnant Women

In stark contrast to the bubbly chubby woman she met before, this Kimmy was thin and had big eye bags. Sheila felt pity for the woman and what she had to go through.

It wasn’t that they didn’t try to reach out, it was just that when they visited her, she was really unresponsive. It was normal to be traumatized after being humiliated like that. Worse was that they didn’t have closure yet. They hadn’t even found the actual perpetrators for that tragedy, so now she had to live like this for months.

Sheila, and many others, were understanding and came by her house every few days. However, a lot of things happened since then, with the Heat Wave and the mass weddings (and their newly wedded lives in consequence) as the latest changes.

They also found out that Raine had hired a housekeeper and nanny for her, so with their busy schedules they just… forgot.

This made her feel very bad.

She gave the woman a smile as she asked her to sit down. “What concerns do you have? Do you have a doctor’s request?” She asked, very gently.

Kimmy didn’t really answer her. Instead, she gave Sheila the paper with Dr. Cynthia’s stamp.

Sheila looked at the contents, and her hands unconsciously gripped on the request. Her eyes widened and she looked at the unsmiling Kimmy.

Pregnant?

And looking at the timeline…

A sense of dread and sadness came over Sheila as she stared at the tragic figure of the other woman.

Could it be those… aborigine men?

…

Back to Doctor Cynthia’s room, Ansel and Winona finished up their session and went outside, looking at the couple next in line.

It was Althea and Garan, with the babies.

“Your turn,” Ansel said, his claws lightly pinching the babies’ faces, which earned a light slap courtesy of his wife.

“Don’t! Their cheeks would mark.”

He tutted. She used to do it all the time! So biased, he thought. But he didn’t say it out loud, knowing his wife was emotional.

Althea chuckled at their interactions before heading inside with her husband. They were greeted by the nurse there, whose eyes sparkled at the sight of them.

Nurse Lea had hearts in her eyes whenever she saw the twins. So cute, so cute! Such angels!

Lea and the doctor were a bit surprised to see this family here though. A thought hit them like a Broat: What if the kids were ill?! Why else would the babies be in the hospital without a prior appointment!?

The smiles on their faces immediately faded, and their expressions turned to that of worry.

Their anxiety was so obvious that Althea couldn’t help but explain. “Just a consultation. Nothing serious.”

The two women heaved a breath of relief. Anyway, now that that was settled, the two women zoned in on the ultra-cute babies.

As a pediatrician, Cynthia naturally had a lot of toys in her room (it just felt natural even when there were very few babies compared to before) and she handed a stuffed toy to the babies to keep them busy and distracted.

They had plenty of toys, a lot of fancy ones, anything colorful was fascinating to the babies—at least for a bit.

“Mwamammggg…”

“Googmmggg…”

The adults smiled at their cuteness before chatting with each other.

“You see, they’ve been showing signs of standing up, and we’re worried if their bones can handle it.”

“I see…” Cynthia said after a pause, trying to remember how old the babies were. She had heard they were much younger than they looked, but probably not too young, right?

“How old are they?”

“They’re four months old.”

“…”

The doctor cleared her throat and looked at the babies again. She took note of the information—ever the professional—and started talking to herself as she pondered.

“Some developmental milestones like crawling and rolling over, especially pulling up to stand, had indeed been achieved.

“Technically speaking, they would indeed be ready to stand up soon,” she said, before shifting her attention to the parents.

“But they’re too young and you’re worried, I understand.”

The couple nodded. “Sheila had checked the babies’ bone densities and said it seemed around the same as 1 year old children. ” Though for comparison, they used Theo, and they were indeed not that different.

The doctor noted all of these while nurse Lea’s face changed every time the babies’ did. For example, Little Pepper would babble, and she would unconsciously mirror the movement. For example, Little Meatball’s little hands would wave as he played with his toy and she would wave back.

The doctor sighed, gently tapping her to get back her professionalism.

“If you don’t learn anything during your apprenticeship, I won’t pass you.”

The words shot seriousness up the girl’s spine. “Yes, Mam!”

She raised her clipboard to take the proper notes, trying very hard not to get distracted by the little ones’ cuteness.

“I’ll do a physical exam for them, then,” Dr. Cynthia said, asking them to lay the twins on the bed so she could check on their muscle strength and joint flexibility.

Lea went to the side in order to distract the babies (a happy assignment, really).

Seeing the babies stable, the doctor gently manipulated the legs, bending, and straightening their knees and ankles to evaluate the range of motions.

As she did so, she also taught Lea how to do it and what to look for, with the latter noting everything—despite itching to poke the babies’ chubby tummies, which were very obvious since they wore cute onesies.

The doctor had no idea what was going on in her apprentice’s head. She just went to speak to her like the professional she was.

“Lea, we’re now checking whether the babies’ legs can hold their own weight even for short periods. Their muscles should be firm and their balance, even if they were wobbling, should be improving.”

Lea snapped out of her daze from the cutesy attacks and held a baby’s arm pits like the doctor was doing. “Also look for the coordination between their legs.”

They took bigger toys they could use for support and positioned the babies over it so they could move their legs.

“The babies can bear their weight and show some progress in balance,” Cynthia noted, and so did Lea.

They then did a series of tests that the babies seemed to find amusing. After a couple more exams, the Doctor faced the parents to tell them the results.

“They should still take a few more months,” she said, “But you can put them in cruisers or activity walkers to aid them.”

The couple nodded at this, remembering her words. Before ending the session, Dr. Cynthia also told them about a few more things to watch out for. “Go to me as soon as anything abnormal happens.”

“Thank you, Doctor,” she said, already planning on giving Baron a call to customize the cruisers.

The couple went out with a baby each in their arms. They met Winona and Ansel who were waiting for them in the hospital gardens, which were even more beautiful than before.

Really, even in Terran, such a nice garden in a hospital was limited to the higher-tier areas. Here, it was accessible to all patients, helping with their psyche and recovery.

Winona saw them approach and immediately left her husband to greet them and the children. She leaned down to give the twins a few smooches and then asked how the check-up went.

“They’ll be walking in another month or two,” Althea said. “We can finally use cruisers though.”

“Wow so cute~!” she squealed, imagining the babies going around on their own. She gently touched her own tummy, as if she could already see her own child as big as the twins and her heart turned to puddle.

“Well, you’ll be born just in time to have playmates!”