[Liugeng]
Qin Mu was really afraid to go to the hospital. He wanted to dispel Yan Lishu's idea of taking himself to the hospital countless times on the way.
However, Yan Lishu was a persistent person. She gave Qin Mu a cold squint and let him close his mouth.
There are more people in the hospital on weekends than usual.
They were walking in the corridor. Behind them, the doctor pushed the bed and shouted, "please let me go!"
Qin Mu hasn't responded yet. Yan Lishu has put his arms around her waist and taken her to his arms.
Watching the bed roar past her, the man was covered with blood.
It was bloody. Qin Mu's face was a little pale and his heart was shaking.
Her eyes stared at the distant patient, breathed cold, and immediately thought of something bad.
Suddenly a hand reached out and covered her eyes. "It's OK, don't be afraid!"
There was darkness in front of her eyes. The palm of the man's hand was very warm, which warmed her cold breath.
She whispered, subconsciously grasped Yan Lishu's clothes and was carried away in his arms.
To be honest, she was afraid of the hospital. She was afraid to see this bloody picture.
After hanging the number, I went to the obstetrics and gynecology department to check in line.
After waiting for nearly two hours, I finally got Qin Mu's name.
Qin muzheng wants to go inside. Yan Lishu gets up and plans to go in with her.
"It's OK. You can wait outside!" Qin muchong waved his hand and didn't want him in.
"Are you sure you're all right?"
Qin Mu nodded firmly, then walked in alone.
The woman examined was a doctor. "Qin Mu, 19?"
The female doctor's voice was quite sharp, and she looked up at Qin Mu with a little indefinable irony.
In this open era, there are a lot of people like Qin Mu who come for inspection at this age.
Most of them are playing with men. When they have children, it's estimated that this one is also in front of them.
Qin Mu was nervous and nodded, "it's me."
"Lie down!"
Qin Mu, with a cry, lay down on the bed and lift up his clothes.
"What do you think is abnormal?"
"It's just that there are two aunts in a month. The second one is very few, only two days."
The examination was very fast, not a minute, the doctor said.
"Doctor, am I pregnant?"
"Not pregnant."
Qin Mu was relieved and hurriedly got his clothes ready to go out.
The doctor began to call for the next one. When Qin Mu came to the door, he suddenly thought of a very important thing.
Turn over and look at the woman doctor nervously. "Doctor, I have a question for you!"
The doctor looked up at her. "You say?"
"I'd like to ask if this can be traced back to my previous abortion?"
"Have you ever had a baby before?" The doctor had to look at the little girl in front of him again. The family name life was still messy.
"Is it human flow or medicine flow?"
The vision of the female doctor was like X-ray, and there was a little pity in the irony. Qin Mu felt ashamed.
The root of the ear is red with fever and answers softly, "medicine - flow."
The female doctor is surprised that there are still little girls who can stand the pain of Medicine - flow these days. It's not that they can't even collect the operation cost!
"I haven't seen it for the time being, but your uterine wall is very thin. It's a little difficult to conceive later."
"Is dysmenorrhea serious?"
Qin Mu nodded in white when he heard the difficulty of conception.