"I want you to tell the truth." Orville held up the report. "I don't believe this report."
"When have you believed me, Mr. Quentin?" Ingrid asked nonchalantly. "The misdiagnosed cancer report was sent to you before, but did you believe it? Fortunately, I was lucky. Otherwise, I must have been dead of illness now. Are you going to my grave to accuse me of pretending to be dead?"
Orville looked at her with pain in his eyes. "I won't..."
"The report is here. And you were the one who found the doctor. You don't believe me. What can I do?" Ingrid's face was cold, and her tone became more serious. "What? Do I need a DNA test?"
"That's not what I meant." Although he was not a doctor, he was a special soldier and had a common sense of medical knowledge.
Amniocentesis was risky for the fetus.
