Ding Yiyi looked at her slightly raised abdomen like a demon. A week ago, the abdomen was still like a small hill, but now it is just like a small ball, or loose meat wrapped with internal organs.
The man asked the woman to sit down. He took a white bill to the payment hall on the first floor.
Ding Yiyi recovered and quickly moved away. She felt a little embarrassed. The other side seemed to see through her embarrassment and explained, "I've lost my child. My family wants a boy."
Ding Yiyi said, but the other side shook his head, seemed to comfort her, "this is my own decision, I already have a daughter, when raising her, I found that I can't give her the life she wants, I found that if you are not sure you can give your child a good future, then don't give birth to him."
Her voice was weak, but her face was free. It happened that the man came back. She reached for him and left with his shoulder.
"Ding Yiyi? Who is Ding Yiyi? " The calling system at the door of the doctor's office had called her name twice. No one answered. The nurse came out again.
Ding Yiyi quickly waved to the nurse, "sorry, I'm here."
Into the consulting room, the doctor waved her to sit down, looked at her a few eyes, "has been more than two months."
She nodded. "I can't have her."
The other side didn't say anything. It seemed that they didn't care about the people who came here for abortion. They just wrote mechanically on the list and asked, "do you want medical abortion or mechanical abortion?"
"What's the difference between the two?" Ding Yiyi was surprised that he could put forward this cruel question so calmly.
The doctor looked up at her and said, "the machinery is relatively clean, and the medicine flow may not be so clean. Many little girls buy medicine at the drugstore casually. In the end, there is a big bleeding accident, and they have to come to the hospital."
Ding Yiyi almost shut him up with a roaring tone, her chest floated violently, "enough, enough, I choose machinery."
The doctor wrote down a few figures on the paper and handed them to her indifferently, "go to pay the fee, and then go to the fourth floor. There will be a nurse waiting for you there."
She was holding the white list from the doctor, as if holding a death notice for her child.
"Your hands are shaking." The doctor glanced at her, and the cold look finally showed a little temperature.
"Can I come back tomorrow? I want to take a B-scan." Ding Yiyi's voice was dry.
The other nodded, "it's better to hurry up. The later you delay, the harder it is to recover."
Ding Yiyi nodded silently and went out with the doctor's list. People came and went outside. She looked around blankly.
There is a mother with a high stomach and a three-year-old child passing by. Suddenly, she sees a very beautiful woman walking in front of her with her head down.
Ding Yiyi hurried to the balcony at the end of the hospital corridor, breathing, the bill in her hand has been pinched out of shape by her.
She did not dare to look back, afraid to see the children, pregnant women, as long as a look, her guilt will become more and more intense. She silently stroked her flat abdomen, where it was quiet and there was no sign of life.
As time went by, there was a lot of noise downstairs. The sound of the ambulance siren, the voice of the doctor directing the nurse, the voice of the patient wailing. These voices were so loud that people could not ignore them.
She looked into the distance, her fist curled up on her stomach, her paralyzed leg took a hard step out, and then became firm.
B ultrasound room, the nurse to Ding Yiyi's belly coated with cold sound glue, see the woman lying on the bed seems uneasy, then said with a smile: "relax, it doesn't matter, soon will be good."
Ding Yiyi looked at the machine, silent for a while, "can you know the gender of the child?"
"Yes, yes, but it's not allowed in China. In fact, boys and girls are just as lovely." The nurse was garrulous. Seeing that she didn't want to respond, she didn't say anything.
Ding Yiyi side head, looking at the machine in a peristaltic mold image, tears flow down without warning, in the heart of the pain of repentance, vowed to have another child, will make up for their mistakes today.
In the evening, at the banquet of Nuo University, people were drinking. Standing in the crowd, ye nianmo frowned quietly, turned around and said a few words to the awarding guests, and then left on the pretext.
He explained that ye Bo was at the scene, and he walked out of the banquet hall and came to the garden outside. His car was not far away.
Some of the people who were talking in the garden recognized him. They toasted him and invited him to join their conversation circle. He refused with a smile.
Driving out of the garden and down the road, he took out the phone, thought for a while, and put it back.
At the door of the house, the street lamp stood alone on the side, pulling his figure very long. Beside the window, a figure flashed past behind the white curtain, graceful and graceful.
He came in and was attracted by the dim candle light in the living room. It was a small cake with a candle on it. Ding Yiyi sat behind the light and looked at him quietly."I guess you'll come back." She smiles, sweet and gentle.
He came up to her, gave her a kiss on the cheek, and sat opposite her.
Ding Yiyi raised his glass of red wine, "congratulations."
He picked his eyebrows, raised his glass and touched her. "Thank you."
The faint candle light makes Ding Yiyi throw most of her face into the shadow, but it doesn't damage her beauty. She puts down the glass, looks down at the mouth of the glass, and a drop of wine just slides down the mouth of the glass.
"I have something to tell you." She was still staring at the drop of red liquid that was slowly sliding, with a faint tone.
Ye nianmo reached out to hold her hand on the table and felt that her palm was cold, so he tightened his strength and said, "go and add some clothes first."
Ding Yiyi shook his head, picked up the wine cup on the table with his free hand, drank the wine, "no, I have a very important thing to tell you."
When she finished, she reached for the bottle and was stopped by a hand on the way. She prayed, "don't stop me, please, don't stop me."
Ye nianmo was shocked by her mourning tone. He was silent for a while, picked up the wine bottle, poured one third into the wine glass, and then said: "drink this, go and have a good sleep."
"There's one thing I haven't told you yet." Ding Yiyi stood up with a wine glass and went to him. He threw himself at him with a silly smile and fell into his warm arms. "I want to go to Europe for half a year and explore the territory of my career!"
Ye nianmo frowned slightly, "Europe?"
"I don't want to be a loser who has clothes to hand out and food to mouth to mouth," she seemed to be drunk. She stepped back, opened her hazy eyes and looked at the man in front of her. The wine glass in her hand swayed gently with her action. "I have to rely on my own efforts to make a career!"
Ye nianmo took the tottering man into his arms and said softly, "go to have a rest first. This matter will be discussed when you are sober."
Ding Yiyi took his arm and said repeatedly, "no, I must discuss it today. I'm going to Europe."
"You think to go to Europe is to develop a career?" Ye nianmo's brows are locked.
She nodded heavily. "I know what I want. I know it's a new opportunity."
Ye nianmo sighed, "if you want to do it, do it. What do you do with that wine?"
He said, the opposite woman has been soft in his arms, such as a kitten like snoring gradually, in addition to the slight alcohol on the body, it is very lovely.
Holding the man up, he strode upstairs and kicked a glass bottle without taking a few steps. He looked down and saw that an empty bottle had been poured on the ground.
He punitive patted her ass, this just went upstairs, will be settled, he got up and came to the study.
"Check the company with which Yiyi has been dealing recently." He said in a low voice to the person in the microphone.
Ye Bo should be next, but with a trace of hesitation asked: "is not that this time do not intervene?"
"Do it." Ye nianmo looked out of the window at the dark night, light said.
All of a sudden, he heard the sound of hasty footsteps. He hung up the phone and ran to the room.
In the room, Ding Yiyi is not on the bed, but the door of the bathroom is wide open, and the sound of vomiting is incessant. He hurried over.
Ding Yiyi squatted on the edge of the toilet, sick and retching, the things in his stomach have been vomited, leaving only sour water.
A hand gently patted her back, ye nianmo handed her the mouthwash, and then wiped her face with a wet towel.
In the middle, the drunk's head tilted to one side and fell asleep. He sighed, picked him up and went back to the room.
Ding Yiyi fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed. He pulled up the quilt and covered the other side tightly. He also raised the temperature of the air conditioner before going out.
Downstairs, he went to the kitchen, turned on the water dispenser and waited for the water to heat. An idea burst into his mind.
A week ago, she seems to have vomited, is not pregnant?
"Beep, beep, beep." The sound of the water machine heating interrupted his thoughts. He put the water north under the water machine and watched the hot water flow out, feeling ridiculous for his idea just now.
The next day, Ding Yiyi got up early, washed as usual, and kissed ye nianmo goodbye at the door. Then they left by car.
Instead of turning to the company, she went straight to the hospital. In the hospital, the doctor skillfully played with the equipment, let her lie on the bed, bipod in the cold bracket.
"Don't worry, you'll sleep after anesthesia, and nothing will happen when you get up." The doctor's voice came through the blue mask.
Ding Yiyi is lying on the hospital bed, looking at the snow-white tiles on the ceiling with open eyes. There is a bad smell of disinfectant in his nose, "no anesthesia."
"What?" The doctor didn't hear her clearly. He went to her and asked her one more question.
She looked at him and said, "no anesthesia."The doctor and the nurse took a look at each other, and they both saw a little surprise in each other's eyes. Now this year, there are people who would rather not anesthesia pain?
The doctor nodded, scribbled some words on the paper, then looked down at Ding Yiyi lying on the bed, "ten minutes later."
It hurts! This is Ding Yiyi's only idea, but she can't tell whether it's physical pain or mental pain. Hot tears fall from the corner of her eyes and drip into the white sheets.