Qiao Lang looked for Qiao Sui this time, but he still didn't escape the law of "stabbing Lou Zi".

Qiao Lang and "Little Qingmei" Mo Yuyi have had sex several times, and Mo Yuyi is pregnant.

The two wanted to have an abortion, and they didn't dare to go to the big hospital in the city for fear of meeting acquaintances, and found this black clinic without a business license.

Mo Yuyi took off her pants and climbed into the delivery bed and cried in fright.

The proprietress of the clinic was afraid of taking responsibility, so she asked Qiao Lang to find a family member to sign, otherwise she would not accept the operation.

Although Qiao Lang and Mo Yuyi are adults, their immature faces are full of greenness and ignorance.

Qiao Sui looked at the delivery bed full of black blood, and was so angry that his liver hurt.

Mo Yuyi cried and grabbed Qiao Sui's hand, "Sister, help me and Qiao Lang." ”

Qiao Sui looked at Mo Yuyi's flat lower abdomen: "How many months?" ”

"It's been almost two months." Mo Yuyi snorted like a mosquito.

Qiao Lang pulled Qiao Sui aside and lowered his head, "Sister, it's all my fault!" I promise it will never happen again. ”

Qiao Sui has never been pregnant, but she knows that if she doesn't get an abortion, she will die.

"I'll contact the hospital, and you two will pack up your things and get into the car right away." Qiao Sui screwed the car door.

Qiao Lang was very embarrassed, "Sister, if this matter gets out, Yuyi's mother will beat Yuyi to death!" ”

"You took her to open a room, didn't you expect these troubles?" Qiao Sui directly gave the two of them an ultimatum, "I know what fame means to a woman. If you believe in me, follow me. ”

The two looked at each other for a few seconds and obediently got into the car.

Nan Fung has been working closely with several private hospitals, and they have helped suppress some artists' abortions, suicides, and depression scandals.

Qiao Sui effortlessly contacted a hospital that was good at obstetrics and gynecology and made an appointment for the operation.

Put down the phone, and the call rang again.

It's Gu Rong.

Qiao Sui turned the phone to silent with one hand and didn't answer.

The phone screen keeps flashing.

Qiao Lang couldn't stand it, and urged her to look at her phone.

Qiao Sui parked the car on the side of the road and clicked on the WeChat work group.

Wu Zhongtian was waiting for her to report on the progress of the day's work.

Her fingers quickly edited out a few lines and sent them over.

Wu Zhongtian sent a private message: Hold a press conference immediately, hurry up and come to the eighth floor. Don't be late, remember!

She has no skills.

After thinking about it, he dialed Gu Rong's phone to prepare to ask for leave.

Gu Rong answered in seconds, "Where is it?" ”

"Not in the company." She was vague.

Gu Rong didn't give up: "Where is it?" ”

She thought for a moment: "I'm dealing with private matters." ”

Gu Rong didn't give up: "Hiding like this, what are the disgraceful private matters?" ”

"It's none of your business, don't ask."

"Don't say it—"

She interrupted Gu Rong impatiently, "I'm in the hospital!" ”

Gu Rong's side was immediately quiet.

The privacy of the hospital is very good, not only has an exclusive elevator to the obstetrics and gynecology department, but also has a single room for Mo Yuyi.

Mo Yuyi was taken by the nurse for a full body examination.

Qiao Lang complimented Qiao Sui very doggedly: "I know that my sister is the most capable!" ”

Qiao Sui gritted his teeth angrily: "Qiao Lang, if there is a next time, I will castrate you." ”

Qiao Lang raised his hand in surrender, "Sister, don't worry, this will never happen again!" ”

After Mo Yuyi was pushed into the operating room, Qiao Sui came to the nurse's station alone.

A little nurse began to help Mo Yuyi record the hospitalization information.

"Name?"

Qiao Sui put his ID card on the table: "Qiao Sui." ”

"Age?"

"Twenty-five."

"What was the reason for hospitalization?"

"Early termination of pregnancy."

Qiao Sui said and subconsciously touched his lower abdomen.

The little nurse asked again, "How many weeks is the fetus?" ”

Qiao Sui helped Mo Yuyi calculate, "Eight or nine weeks." ”

"Qiao Sui." Gu Rong's voice of crushing ice suddenly came.

"Even if it's an abortion, you should ask me if I agree—"