Wen Cheng heard the explanation of kohara, slowing down the pace at the same time, a trace of heavy eye.
How can there be a succession fight?!
She remembered that Lei Ruixiu was the first successor of the Lei family!
So he's in a bad situation.
Xiaoyuan accompanied Wencheng and looked at her face. She asked tentatively, "Miss Wencheng, didn't Mr. Lei tell you all these things?"
Wen Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, and she pursed her lips and didn't answer.
She put all of Lei Ruixiu's contact information on the blacklist. A few days ago, she was busy in Jiangnan.
Even if he wants to tell himself, I'm afraid there's no way.
The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the warm orange's heart dyes the silence of the night, feeling lost.
Before returning to Linhu Bay, she and kobara ordered beef rice in the times restaurant of the mall.
Maybe the food in the restaurant is rich in oil, so she has no appetite after eating a little.
"I'll go to the bathroom."
Wen Cheng gets up temporarily, says to Xiaoyuan, and then runs to the direction of the bathroom to pace.
At that time, she stood in front of the sink, looking at her pale face through the mirror.
Take a deep breath, Wen Cheng walked out of the door, looked around, and saw an open platform in the mall.
She looked at it for a few seconds, then walked slowly.
As the weather is still very cold, there are few people on the platform floor.
Wen Cheng sees a smoking area, stretches her eyebrows and takes out a cigarette box from her pocket.
She drew out a cigarette, but hesitated.
After a moment's silence, she looked up at the night scene of the city outside the platform railing, thought, took out her mobile phone and dialed a call from Jiangnan.
About ten seconds, the other party picked up.
Is a voice very gentle woman, across the receiver said: "Hello, who?"
"Dr. Hu, it's me, Wen Cheng."
The other side chuckled, with a hint of temptation: "ah, it's Miss Wen. Call me at this time. Are you... Back?"
Wen Cheng still holds a cigarette in his hand and shakes his head slightly. "Not yet. Maybe I'll go back these two days. Help me arrange the operation time."
Dr. Hu pondered for a while, laughing a little flattering, but in a very difficult tone, he said, "Miss Wen, there's something... I may have to apologize to you first."
Wen Cheng is about to light a cigarette. "What's the matter?"
Dr. Hu was silent again, which was the apologetic explanation: "I'm so sorry. It's our hospital's mistake. I took two wrong medical records, so I misdiagnosed you as... Ectopic pregnancy!"
The cigarette in Wencheng's hand has dropped.
"What do you mean?" Her throat was choked, her eyes were slightly flustered, "what is misdiagnosis?"
Probably recognizing the urgency in Wen Cheng's tone, Dr. Hu sighed silently and said, "don't worry. I'm also responsible for this.
Recently, there are a lot of patients. When sorting out the report, due to negligence, the test results of you and another patient were confused.
If she hadn't been hospitalized this morning for bleeding from an ectopic pregnancy, we might not have found this mistake.
I'm really sorry, Miss Wen. We tried to contact you this morning, but the mobile number you left could not be connected.
You are not ectopic pregnancy, your examination results show some normal, Congratulations, pregnant.
Of course, it's our hospital's negligence, so... If you want to claim compensation, there will be a special person in the hospital to communicate with you. "
Wen orange stood in place for a long time without making a sound.
She looked at the cigarette on the ground, and her heart was choked with pain.