Hcg Rising Slowly Novels & Stories

"We've got the hCG levels back from the initial draw, Aria." I looked at the numbers. My breath hitched. The values were... weird. They weren't climbing the way they had with the twins. They were low. Too low. "Is something wrong?" I asked, my voice small. "Are they... is the development abnormal?" Luca stopped pacing, his entire body going rigid. "What does that mean?" The doctor, a woman who had seen me through every stage of my first pregnancy, looked from the paper to us, her brow furrowing. "I want to do another draw and a quick ultrasound. These numbers aren't making sense for the timeline we discussed."

Almost. “And?” My voice came out lower than I intended, the single word carrying more weight than it had any business carrying. Elara held my gaze steadily, her amber eyes patient and precise. “It was inconclusive,” she said. “I ran it twice to be certain. The hCG levels aren’t high enough to confirm a pregnancy.” She paused to let that land. “But they’re higher than I would expect in a woman who isn’t pregnant.” The words arranged themselves in my mind with the careful, formal quality of something being written rather than spoken. Each one took its place and refused to be hurried.

I sighed deeply in relief and looked at Andro, who looked like he had also just let out a deep sigh of relief. “We did the retest, and your hCG level increased significantly… I told you before that it’s basically called a pregnancy hormone. If there had been a decline, it would have been alarming, but there was a steady increase, which means you are pregnant and your pregnancy is going very well.” I couldn’t stop smiling. All the fears I had vanished. All the nightmares I have had for two nights suddenly felt insignificant. “Thank you so much, doctor. Thank you.” I told her and looked at Andro.

With only 15 days left before my final escape, my time was rapidly slipping away. It had been almost two weeks since that wild night. If my body had truly accepted a new life—if my desperate plan to secure a piece of him to take with me had actually worked—the HCG hormone levels should finally be high enough to be detected. The doctor's early blood test had been negative because it was simply too soon. But now... the timing was perfect.

Her smile isn’t quite as comforting as Nurse Sherri’s, but it doesn’t hint at anything bad either. She glances at Nurse Sherri, who nods and passes some papers to her. It only takes Doctor Wilson a second to look over them before she holds the papers out to me, saying, “If you’ll look the chart on that first page, you’ll find that you have a high level of Human Chorionic Gonadortopin, or hCG, in your bloodstream.” The chart shows several numbers and lines that connect dots, but I don’t have any clue what it means.

Mable looked at Zoe lying on the bed and said to Kyle, “What are you making a fuss for? Do you think Zoe would still be lying here if I really wanted to harm her?” Kyle’s fists creaked. “Zoe is like this now because of you!” Blair walked over to Kyle and patted his shoulder. “Kyle, Zoe is fine.” Kyle’s face was cold. If not for Blair, he would not let Mable go easily. Mable looked at the doctor to the side and said, “Give her a blood hCG test.” The doctor was stunned. “A blood hCG test?” Kyle and Blair also looked at Mable. During the first three weeks of pregnancy, the hCG levels in the blood would rise rapidly. Could Mable be requesting a test for Zoe because...

“There is... one more thing.” Scarlet, Dante, and Ace all turned toward her. Doctor Madison gave a small smile as she pulled out a second sheet and held it up. “Your hCG levels are elevated.” The room fell silent. Scarlet froze. Dante looked at her, confused. “What happened? What does that mean? Is it dangerous? Should we be worried?”

Fia couldn’t help but stand up and nervously asked, “Am I pregnant?” “The result shows…” The specialist glanced at Conrad. She was a bit afraid to answer him. Fia turned around and looked at Conrad. “Stop making your face so scary. You’ll scare her.” “I’m not. This is what I look like all along,” Conrad said as he massaged his face and tried his best to make himself look gentle. “Alright, chop chop! Don’t delay it anymore!” The director couldn’t help but urge her. The doctor took a deep breath and got closer before whispering, “Sonar doesn’t show the gestational sac, but the blood test came back showing that the chorionic gonadotropin, also known as hCG, has a slight increase.”

“You passed out while the lecture was ongoing and you were rushed here by your coursemates. After running some tests, it was discovered that you’re dehydrated and malnourished, and your cortisol levels are also high. You haven’t been sleeping well?” “Yeah.” “You need to rest, eat well and drink more water.” “Noted.” Macy muttered. “I will. Anything else?” “Yes. Are you familiar with the hCG hormone?” Macy shook her head. “It’s a hormone associated with pregnancy. The test showed high levels of it in your system. It’s not completely conclusive, but it’s possible that you’re pregnant. Are you aware of this?” “No.” Her voice was faint over the roar of blood rushing past her ears. “I had no idea

“All positive.” The doctor smiled knowingly. “That’s usually a very strong indicator. But to be medically certain, the first step is a blood test to measure hCG levels. We’ll also check progesterone and a few baseline labs. That will give us a clearer picture of how the pregnancy is progressing.” Aaron leaned forward instantly. “How soon can we do that?” Her lips quirked at his urgency. “Today. The lab will draw blood right after we finish talking. We should have results within 24 hours.”