She didn't cry or get hysterical, but just looked at the ceiling calmly until the nurse came in to change the dressing and told her softly, "The baby was not saved, and the probability of getting pregnant in the future is very low." She just said "hmm" softly, her voice so calm as if she was talking about someone else's business.
After the nurse left, Clara fished out her phone from under her pillow. A corner of the screen was shattered, from the car accident. She struggled to unlock it, found the number marked "home," and dialed it.
The call was quickly connected, and my father's authoritative voice came: " Clara ? You'll be back in a week. How are you doing recently?"
Clara wiped away her tears vigorously and tried to make her voice sound calm: " Dad , I'm fine. I'll be back soon after I finish dealing with things here."
My father paused, then added, "One more thing. After you inherit the family fortune, according to tradition, you need to decide on a marriage partner as soon as possible. You are the heir to our Su family, so a marriage partner is crucial. The other four major families have inquired about you many times. Have you met anyone suitable in the past few years?"