Bai Ruozhu wore an apologetic expression, stepping forward to stand in front of Ji Wenpo again. Once more, Ji Wenpo placed her hand on Ruozhu's belly, her touch wasn't particularly gentle or rough.
After examining for a while, Ji Wenpo nodded and said, "The baby is in the correct position, and you've taken good care of yourself. From my experience, it's likely a boy, and he doesn't seem too big, it should be a smooth delivery."
As a medical practitioner, Bai Ruozhu knew how to take care of her nutrition and leisure activities, ensuring not to end up like many women who made their pregnant bellies exceptionally bigger, increasing the risks during childbirth.
Upon hearing the prediction, Lin Ping'er's face flushed with excitement. "Is it really a boy?" she asked excitedly.
With an incredulous glare, Ji Wenpo replied, "Almost certain."
Overwhelmed with joy, Lin Ping'er grabbed Bai Ruozhu's hand, exclaiming, "Ruozhu, did you hear that? It's a boy, it's a boy!"