On the first day of the game, I hadn't adapted yet, the work intensity was a bit high, and I worked overtime until more than 9 o'clock, and Lin Xiaoman took care of all the affairs of the day.

After taking a shower and lying on the soft and comfortable bed, which was very expensive at first glance, Lin Xiaoman stroked his task ideas.

The current time is 2005, and the economic and medical aspects are about the same as around 05 in modern times.

Mobile phones or button machines, online shopping, electronic payment have appeared, but they are still new and not known to everyone.

An era of brick-and-mortar sales.

For Lin Xiaoman, this is a golden age everywhere, and if she does anything, she can make a pot full of gold leaf.

It's about making money, just plan and plan casually, it's mainly a task.

This year, the original owner is 49 years old, and his son Jiang Qingyue is 28 years old this year, and he has been back from abroad for two years. However, when Jiang Qingyue came back, except for bringing Feng Yuanqing back and realizing buy one get two free, he didn't bring money back at all, so this game must have hit the street in the end.

Maybe it's already in the streets.

Lin Xiaoman recalled it so seriously, it's not good!

It's May now, and Jiang Qingyue came back with Feng Yuanqing in September, so now, it's very likely that the two have hooked up.

This start time is a bit late, if she comes earlier and doesn't let Jiang Qingyue's fool go to the magic capital, maybe there won't be such a shit.

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time.

Formulate appropriate plans according to local conditions.

The next day, the practice is to get up early, Lin Xiaoman has one more morning exercise activity than the original owner, life, lies in sports.

For the sake of safety, no matter whether Jiang Qingyue's big trumpet can be rescued or not, the small trumpet must be opened.

And it will take at least 25 years to practice the trumpet, and she has to ensure that she is in good health and that she can live beyond the age of 75.

After exercising early and taking a hot shower, Lin Xiaoman picked out a capable professional outfit, and then put on such makeup, and the chairman's momentum immediately stood out.

After breakfast and sitting in a special car, Lin Xiaoman maintained the character of the original owner and entered the company with the aura of a strong female boss.

"Yang Dong, morning!"

"Dong Yang, good morning!"

"Yang Dong is good."

……

Along the way, all kinds of smiling faces.

Entering the office, the secretary Xiaoya served the freshly brewed hand-ground coffee very intimately.

Lin Xiaoman maintained the habit of the original owner, sipped bitter coffee, and listened to Xiaoya, the general secretary-general, report on various tasks.

At the end of the report, Lin Xiaoman handed over the relevant documents to her, and instructed the tasks one by one, and then she notified the departments.

Xiaoya walked out of the office.

Before starting the day's work, Lin Xiaoman first called Jiang Qingyue.

'Toot toot ......' rang several times before the phone was connected.

"Mom, what's wrong?" As the name suggests, a very clear and beautiful male voice came out.

"I can't call you if it's okay?" Lin Xiaoman scolded him. The original owner is a workaholic, especially after her husband's death, she is really busy alone, so the mother and son have always been together less and more separated, not so close, and the usual contact is actually not much.

"Of course not, Mom, you are a busy person, suddenly called me, son, I am flattered! But it's unfortunate that I'm in the hospital now, I'll call you later. Jiang Qingyue spoke hurriedly, and his voice was a little anxious and worried.

"Are you in the hospital?" Lin Xiaoman's voice raised once, showing the old mother's worry at the right time.

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry, something happened to a friend of mine." Jiang Qingyue explained.

"Which friend?" Her heart sank, Lin Xiaoman was busy asking, intuitively, she felt that this so-called friend was Feng Yuanqing.

"It's just ......" obvious hesitation, Jiang Qingyue was reluctant to say more, and was about to casually pull a reason to fool over, but the light in the operating room over there was dimmed.

As the operating room opened, the doctor was the first to walk out.

"What about the family!" The doctor shouted.

"Mom, don't say it, I'll hang up, I'll call you back!" Jiang Qingyue hurriedly hung up the phone, and greeted him in three steps and two steps, "Doctor, are you okay?" ”

"The adult is fine, but the child is not saved." The middle-aged female doctor in her 40s had an obvious accusation on her face, "What's the matter with you as a husband?" You can't have sex for the first three months, don't you know? I can't help it, don't you have any hands? Isn't it okay to tap the action? As for being so! ”

The thunder on a sunny day, Jiang Qingyue's whole person was stunned as if he had been struck by thunder, and then his originally fair face turned red, and the whole person was angry and ashamed, "I, I don't ......"

Not her husband.

"Don't know? I don't know if my wife is pregnant? How did you do this husband! Your wife's fetus has not been saved, you must take good care of it, and you must pay attention to the little confinement. Leaving a look of contempt, the doctor who was too lazy to say anything left hurried away after taking care of such a sentence.

Feng Yuanqing, who was moving on the hospital bed, was sent back to the ward.

"Pay attention to observation after surgery, if there is a lot of bleeding, or pain in the lower abdomen, accompanied by itching, etc., call us in time, the diet should be nutritious and easy to digest, and cold water is contraindicated...... Observe for two days, and if there is no problem, you can be discharged......"

Under the contemptuous eyes of the nurse's 'you scumbag', Jiang Qingyue endured his anger and listened patiently.

The nurse left, and there were only two people left in the entire ward, Jiang Qingyue looked angry, and couldn't help smashing the wall with a fist anymore, and scolded angrily, "Scum! Yi Nian, that bastard is a scumbag! ”

On the hospital bed, Feng Yuanqing's face was pale, bloodless, and her beautiful face was full of sorrow, and it was a bitter drama to get rid of it.

Silently shedding tears, Feng Yuanqing put one hand on the quilt, covering the position of her lower abdomen, and the whole person was stunned as if she had lost her soul.

Hearing the sound of fists smashing against the wall, Feng Yuanqing tilted her head in a daze, and apologized with a crying voice, "Brother Qingyue, I'm sorry for bothering you today, I'm sorry that you were misunderstood." ”

"Misunderstanding is misunderstanding, it's nothing." Jiang Qingyue was angry and distressed, clenching his fists, "Xiaoqing, that bastard is so mad, do you still want to wronged yourself?" What's so good about him that deserves to be so compromised? ”

Thinking of the blood-soaked picture he saw this morning, Jiang Qingyue really had the heart to kill Yi Nian, "Tiger poison doesn't eat children, he's just a beast!" ”

"No, no, he, he...... I don't know......" Feng Yuanqing lowered her eyelids, unconsciously grasped the sheet in her hand, and explained in a trembling voice, "No, it wasn't intentional. ”

Maintaining people, Feng Yuanqing's heart was a piece of ice and snow, and his limbs were so cold and painful. This morning, she told him with joy that she was pregnant, but he said with a frosty face, "My child's mother will only be Guoguo, you are not worthy!" ”

Painful torment.

Her child, gone.

"It's not intentional and it's harmful! Xiaoqing, he doesn't love you at all, what he likes is that Tang Guoguo, don't you still recognize the reality? Gritting his teeth, full of anger, Jiang Qingyue was full of heartache.

Forcefully closed his eyes to suppress his emotions, and was silent for a few seconds, Jiang Qingyue's voice was full of deep distress, and with a little hope, "Xiaoqing, you divorce!" ”

"I ......" Feng Yuanqing's tears fell even more fiercely, but she shook her head involuntarily in action, "Grandpa Yi is very good to me, I don't want them to be sad, and ......"

Silence, Feng Yuanqing bit her lip, unwilling to say more, her face became more and more bitter, and after a while, she finally said, "I'll think about it." ”

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