She would like to show that Tang Qing pregnant B ultrasound sheet into her brain, let her see clearly.
Girls growing up in Tangmen will take a medicine specially developed by Tangmen people on the day of menarche, which will make them no longer pregnant.
They are tools for carrying out tasks and killing, and they do not have the value of reproduction. In addition, some girls inevitably use their bodies when performing tasks. Once pregnant, they need induced labor. The injury of abortion will also hinder them from carrying out the next task. Therefore, this problem can be solved from the source.
She did not know how Tang Qing, who had taken the medicine, would get pregnant, but she knew that this child was her life-saving straw. Who would be willing to kill her own baby? If she can have her own children, she will work harder to live on.
"Tang Qing, you have to live well. You are pregnant, do you know? This is a gift from God. We are doomed to never have our own children, but you are pregnant and you have a baby. " Tang Lang's voice was low and hoarse, and there was also a trace of indescribable emotion in his heart. He might be envious or jealous.
If she had a baby of her own She will certainly work harder to live. As a good mother, she will never seek life and death like Tang Qing. But she was destined to Can't be as lucky as Tang Qing.
They are also women who were deprived of their reproductive rights at the beginning. Why is it that she is so lucky to have her own children, but she has to be alone from the beginning?
Tang Qing opened her eyes and looked at the B-ultrasound sheet in front of her. Her eyes were fixed on the English letters of "eight weeks of pregnancy" for a long time, then slowly moved away from her eyes.
"We all took that medicine." Her voice is very low, a little trance, "even if born, it is likely to be a deformed child."
"How could it be a freak? It clearly looks healthy. " Tang Lang retorted.
Tang Qing left the B-ultrasound sheet on the ground. She was a little confused.
In her whole life, she never wanted to have a child.
It was a right she had been deprived of at her first menarche.
She was like a person who had been smashed an impossible gift. Holding that gift, she was completely shocked. Except for surprise, there was only - impossible.
Her second thought was, "you're lying to me." She murmured, "did you forge this thing to deceive me just to keep it secret?"
"How could I be so capable of making such a thing? This is a list written by professional doctors. Am I crazy to make this kind of thing under their noses? " Tang Lang stretched out his hand and held Tang Qing's shoulder. His voice was a little excited. "Tang Qing, we are here to live well. How about we give birth to the child? You look so beautiful, your children must be very good-looking, this is a miracle ah, God gave you such a big miracle, how can you throw it away? "
"You want me to give birth to a baby in a place like this?" Tang Qing's voice suddenly became loud, and the wound on her tongue suddenly cracked. Her mouth was full of blood smell. Her eyes were filled with moist light, as if she was not afraid of pain. She asked in a loud voice, "in this kind of ghost place, to give birth to a child? Let it live this life from the very beginning? "