Chapter 1787

"Not bad. Isn't this better than the hospital environment at Seathburn City Hospital?" Wilfred's eyes lit up as he looked at the expensive machines. His fingers were itching to test it out. Ah, the perks of wealth. Sheldon interjected. "Stop drooling over the machines and check on Maeve's baby already." "Oh, right!" Wilfred walked over to Maeve and pulled out a stethoscope. After listening carefully, he said, "I'll take an ultrasound." Maeve, having gone through this process countless times, was far more familiar with the routine than he was. Once the examination was done, Wilfred studied the scan results and then nodded firmly. "Everything looks great—perfectly healthy!" Maeve raised an eyebrow. The way Wilfred squinted at the image screamed, "I'm not an obstetrician". "Are you sure… you even know what you're looking at?" she asked. "Of course I do!" "But you're holding it upside down." Wilfred coughed, trying to mask his embarrassment. "You wouldn't understand. My skills