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These days, I’m busy at home, and I can’t get away from seeing many old and new readers giving props in the background. I sincerely thank you for your package and understanding [after listing the readers’ names, I found that the number of digressions exceeded (> <)]
Notice of the old wine day in the comment area when the first watch is made.
Chapter 93 Don’t you want to marry me?
YuTingChuan smell speech play ash move a meal looked up at the female doctor.
Seeing him, the female doctor knew that Yu Tingchuan unknowingly took a glance at Jiang Chi and said to herself, "She came to the hospital for a check-up. Xu Jing’s personality and temper must have been repeatedly urged, and she would also emphasize the importance of this fetus."
"According to you, this tire can’t be beaten yet?" Jiang Chi frowns
"You can definitely fight, but you should also think about the consequences," said the female doctor. "Even if the abortion hurts, it will still do harm to women’s health, especially in this case of thin uterine membrane."
Jiang Chi turned to see the party next to him.
"You think about it again. I’ll examine her first."
The female doctor finished turning back the way she came.
There are two big men left in the aisle for a while.
Jiang Chi listened with a loud voice, and suddenly Bai Yutingchuan couldn’t leave his hand. The reason why he didn’t leave his hand was that he was annoyed by himself. "How long has it been since your niece was pregnant?"
Yutingchuan didn’t answer that slender fingers tapped the cigarette.
Section 52
"It’s not like your wind this time." Jiang Chi sighed with emotion. "I told you that there should be someone around you over the years, otherwise it wouldn’t be such a mess." He said that he had a meal and then he spoke again. "Listening to politics means that he doubts the origin of this child."
"What did he tell you?" Yutingchuan suddenly asked questions
Jiang Chi didn’t expect Yu Tingchuan to be curious about this, but he didn’t hide it. "I said something about the little girl and his nephew, and I also heard that the little girl and an angry journalist would eat you up at the annual meeting."
Yutingchuan unconsciously smiled at this.
Jiang Chi was surprised in his heart and looked at Yu Tingchuan’s side face carefully. Seeing that he looked as usual, he really couldn’t see that he was unhappy. Compared with Gu Zhengshen, the outsider’s mood seemed indignant. Jiang Chi suddenly felt interesting and couldn’t help but ask, "Did you hear the doctor’s words and still fight this baby?"
Yu Tingchuan slowly said, "When did I say I would have an abortion?"
"Why don’t you have an abortion and bring people to the hospital?"
"Let’s do some routine tests."
Jiang Chi finally expressed surprise. "Are you going to keep this child?"
Yu Tingchuan did not deny it.
"I could have seen the real-time market of Hengyuan stock floating red all the way. Didn’t those old guys spite you yesterday? If you plan to have this child born, I’m afraid your father will be the first to refuse. "
"It’s better to fall again than to hang an S"
Suddenly, Jiang Chi didn’t understand this old friend. He pondered for a moment and thought of another important question, "What do you want with this child and its mother?"
See Yu Tingchuan don’t do Jiang Chi added, "I heard that she is still in high school."
“……”
"But I’m afraid she can’t continue to learn in this situation."
Speaking of this, Jiang Chi remembered some past events. "Last month, I went to the mountain to sweep the grave and met Lao Zhao. At that time, he was squatting there to weed around Jingning’s tombstone, saying that he had come to visit his wife. By the way, Miss Yiliu was 2012 years old when Jingning had an accident."
YuTingChuan spit out smoke as if also lost in memory.
At this time, a nurse called Dr. Jiang
As soon as a serial car accident happened in nearby Baigan District, many patients came in, and the pulleys of carts rolled and rattled, and women couldn’t help crying, and the faint scent of blood drifted into the air.
Jiang Chi no longer delayed going to the emergency room to check the situation.
I can’t stop crying in the aisle
Yu Tingchuan put his hand in the bag and smoked in front of the window. The medical staff hurried back and forth. He inadvertently turned his head and happened to catch a glimpse of a woman at the entrance of the intensive care unit. Her husband was holding her head and fell to the ground, and her hand was desperately trying to hook the bed surrounded by medical staff. From this angle, Yu Tingchuan could vaguely see that the bed was a three-or four-year-old child.
After a while, the medical staff shook their heads and walked away from the intensive care unit, talking about "it’s a pity that the child is only old, and it’s just gone after the most difficult period."
"Who says it’s not cute?"
Speak slowly away
Including the intensive care unit, the movement is slowly disappearing.
Yu Tingchuan smoked for a long time, and a cigarette burned out in his mobile phone trouser pocket. He took it out and saw it and picked it up. "What progress is there now?"
"It didn’t go well," the man replied. "The two companies wavered from time to time, and now this incident has happened again. Japanese family values are extremely heavy. This time I came to the mainland, I was also in married with children, let alone attending a dinner party with his wife. It was inseparable."
Yu Tingchuan said, "Since the project has not been completely finalized, there is still room for manoeuvre."
The other party seems to think of something and says, "Fujita’s wife is 17 years younger than others, and she will be 25 this year."
“……”
Yu Tingchuan didn’t say summer-planting that "if there is no way to let go, you should go back to Nancheng first"
People over there nodded, but they didn’t worry. They talked about the completion and didn’t talk about personal affairs. "I have seen the news online that the impact of this incident should be quite small. Have you thought about the aftermath?"
Yu Tingchuan said, "Do your own job first."
This is not willing to talk more about meaning.
The other party didn’t force them to talk casually again and then end the call.
Put away the mobile phone Yu Tingchuan’s restoration place was at noon, and the golden sunshine spilled all the way down the aisle with a scorching heat. He looked out of the window at the outpatient building and the inpatient department. A cobblestone path was paved by the roadside, and rows of wooden benches were on the hot summer day, not full of sunbathing patients like in winter.
The cigarette spark in his hand has gone out.
Yu Tingchuan pinched the cigarette butt and stained it with dust. On the windowsill, he wrote a vertical hook and a dot, and then wrote a knife on the right side.