Chapter 311

There was a silence in the room. Tang Shi and the doctor were shocked. Just now, when she learned that she was pregnant, her eyes were so happy. Why did she say so firmly now.

"I want to have an abortion as soon as possible. Doctor, please arrange it for me." Ye ChuChu lowered his head, eyes red, hands of the fingers clenched too tight and slightly white.

The woman doctor frowned and gazed at the silent ye ChuChu. After a long time, she said, "Miss ye, in fact, I don't recommend you to kill this child. It's not easy for your body to get pregnant. It's even difficult. It's a fluke for you to get pregnant this time. You have to think about it clearly. If you kill it, you may lose the qualification to be a mother."

Ye ChuChu didn't respond. Tang Shi was already in a hurry and asked the doctor, "what's wrong with her body? Why does this happen like you said? "

The female doctor sighed, looked at the silent ye ChuChu and said, "Miss ye, have you been relying on painkillers for a long time?"

Ye ChuChu still lowered her head and gave a faint "Er". She did take Zhitong tablets eight years ago, sometimes because of physiological pain, sometimes because of stomach pain.

"That's it. You should know that this kind of medicine is very harmful to human body. In addition, your body is very special. Therefore, your probability of pregnancy is much lower than that of ordinary people..."

In fact, the female doctor has been very euphemistic. In fact, her chance of pregnancy is hopeless. She is lucky to be pregnant this time.

Ye ChuChu's bloodless lips are pursed tightly, and her hands are not saying a word. Her face is full of helplessness. It's not that she doesn't want the child, but that she can't

Silence for a long time, she was low voice, spit out a few short words, but exhausted all her strength, said: "beat it..."

"ChuChu..." Tang Shi wanted to stop her. Didn't she always like children? Why should we fight so firmly? Risking losing the chance to be a mother?

"Miss ye, have you thought it over? Are you sure you don't want this kid? " The woman doctor asked again, in fact, she really wanted her to keep the child, but they must respect the wishes of the patients.

Ye ChuChu bit her lips to bleed, but the smell of blood couldn't relieve the bitter feeling of her throat. The corners of her eyes became moist gradually. She said in a hoarse voice: "I've thought about it, don't..."

In Tang Dynasty, her brow seemed to be tied with a knot, and her face was very heavy. He clearly felt that she didn't give up the child, but why? Why do we have to kill them?

The female doctor shook her head regretfully, took out a piece of white paper from her case book, handed it to ye ChuChu, and said: "since you really don't want it, sign this form, and then sign it for me. You can go to the front window to pay for it, and go down to the third floor to do abortion."

Ye ChuChu looks up, his eyes are red, his delicate little face is pale, and his eyes are full of pain. After seeing the consent form for abortion surgery for a long time, he reaches for it.

Her hand holding the pen trembled a little, and her eyes were so sour that tears were dripping on the white operation sheet, which opened little by little on the paper.

She closed her eyes, heart a horizontal, intend to write the next two words quickly, but the hand was held, the pen in the hand was also taken away.

She looked up and saw that the owner of the hand was Tang Shi