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   "I'm going to give birth?" Quan Wanwan was stunned, then showed a happy look, "What did the doctor say? Can it be born? Is the child healthy?"

   "I don't know, Rong Lian is talking to the doctor." Yin Jue knew from the look of her that she had misunderstood.

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   "Nearly nine months..."

   "Well, there won't be a problem, right?" the unruly man asked.

  The doctor didn't answer, but instead asked him, "Did the pregnant woman have a car accident before?"

   She smelled gasoline and blood, and saw scratches. It was almost certain that the pregnant woman had been in a car accident before coming to the hospital.

   "I was out, but the airbag was on."

"This way... It depends on the specific situation, it depends on the situation of her uterine opening. If the situation of the cervix opening is not optimistic, you may have to have a caesarean section. Since you are her husband, you should come with me first and sign the consent form for the operation. Character."

   Quan Ronglian's peach blossom eyes slammed shut, then opened them again, took the doctor's eyes and said, "I'm not her husband, can I sign?"

   "You're not her husband?" The doctor heard a joke, "Are you kidding me?"

   He even knew how long he was pregnant, how could he not be the husband of that patient?

   "I'm not." Quan Ronglian forbearance.

The female doctor put her hands in her pockets, a little embarrassed, "This... Then there is no way. According to the law, major surgery must be signed by the patient's immediate family. If you are not, please inform the patient's husband and let him He's here so we can do the surgery."

   "Otherwise, we can only give birth naturally. Otherwise, no one can afford this responsibility."

   Quan Ronglian clenched her fists fiercely.

   turned around and entered the ward, without telling Fu Zhiyan whether to inform him or not.

  Because the above said, the nurse arranged a separate ward for Han Xiaoye. The man with his eyes closed on the hospital bed seemed to be very uneasy, and kept pulling on the sheets.

   "It hurts, it hurts..."

   "Relax, take it easy. Hey, you help me hold her down, you don't help me pull, how can I bandage her?"

   Three nurses were sweating profusely with cotton swabs and iodine.

   "It's easy for you to say, how can we help you pull it."

   "Hmm..." Han Xiaoye seemed to be uncomfortable with the noise, and let out another painful groan.

   Quan Ronglian's handsome face suddenly sank, swept over a few people, and said indifferently, "Get out."

"Forehead……"

"roll!"

   The three nurses were startled, looked at each other, and prepared to go out with their things.

   "Put the things down." He spoke again.

  The nurses didn't know, so they put their things down and went out.

   Quan Ronglian pursed her rosy thin lips into a straight line, turned around and closed the door, pulled a chair and sat beside the hospital bed. With his jaw stretched, he took out a cotton swab and iodine from the cart that pushed the medicine, stuck iodine on the cotton swab, grabbed the hand of the person on the bed, and started wiping in silence.

   He was clumsy at first, causing the person on the bed to struggle all the time. Afterwards, he eased his movements, and the people on the bed gradually quieted down.

   "Uncomfortable... so uncomfortable..."

   "Woooo, it hurts..."

"small bun……"

  Han Xiaoye wanted to reach out and touch his stomach again.

   Quan Ronglian saw that the hair on her forehead was all wet with sweat, and her heart was twisted like a knife. He resisted the heartache and bandaged Han Xiaoye's wound. She went to find a clean handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

  Yin Jue came in and asked with concern, "How is the little loach?"

   He doesn't care about Han Xiaoye. He cares about Han Xiaoye mainly because he cares about his affection and his attitude. He seems to care about Xiao Loach, Aiwu Jiwu, and he is also concerned about Han Xiaoye.

   "Possibly a caesarean section."

   "Then let someone prepare for surgery."

   "I want Fu Er to sign."

   The arrogant man turned his head and casually drew a cigarette. After realizing where it was, he glanced at the little woman on the hospital bed, gave Yin Jue a wink, and the two went out together.

   Quan Wanwan was also outside. As soon as he saw him coming out, he immediately asked, "When did you get along with this girl? What's your name? What do you do at home?"

  “…”

   "Say, I'll ask the old man clearly so I can tell the old man. You're not too young, if it suits you, get married as soon as possible. The family doesn't have any requirements for your wife, as long as you can have children."

   Quan Wanwan said it bluntly.

"But it's better not that kind of white lotus flower. My family can't stand girls with that kind of white lotus flower. Green tea doesn't matter. I'm afraid that I won't like it, and I'll accidentally press you to death. Those who love to cry and those who are hypocritical are considered to be If it's these types, don't talk about it, just give her some money to let her take the child to us to raise. "

   Yin Jue, "..."

   Quan Ronglian lit the cigarette, took a sip, the thick smoke flew up, smudged on his handsome and unruly face, those peach blossom eyes were particularly eye-catching, and the corners of the eyes and brows were almost ecstatic!

   "The child is not mine."

   "What do you mean? Little Er, do you like being a father?" Quan Wanwan was displeased, "She gave you a cuckold?"

   "She is Fu Zhiyan's wife."

   Quan Wanwan was completely dumbfounded and asked him, "Fu Er's wife, what is your angina pectoris? You can't even open the board of directors, so Baba rushed over to save people. Are you telling me a joke?"

"because I like it."

"What did you say?"

"I like her."

   "Is your brain caught in the door? You like Fu Zhiyan's wife? Haha, why don't you go back and talk to the old man? I don't think it's strange that the old man is not angry with you!"

   "No, is she the one...what's going on...Han Xiaoye?"

   She looked at Yin Jue and questioned.

   "You keep saying that Han Xiaoye is Fu Zhiyan's wife?"

   looked at Quan Ronglian again, her face extremely ugly, "You've liked a woman for several years, and the one you liked enough to refuse to marry is her?"

"Yes."

   "Absurd!" Quan Wanwan took a deep breath and asked again, "Why are you telling me this now? Don't tell me, you still want me to support you."

   "I'm just telling you, I want to make a deal with Fu Er." His slender fingers were holding a slender cigarette, and his hormones were bursting.

   "What deal?"

   "I'll tell you then, I won't say it now."

   Quan Wanwan's heart sank. Seeing that he was leaving, she stopped him, "Where are you going?"

"Find someone."

   The immediate family must sign for the operation. Even if he is reluctant to see the man, he does not want the little loach to be in danger.

   "Snort."

   He kicked the trash can in the corridor and sneered.

   Quan Ronglian, you're **** enough!

   But what can I do if enough is enough, I can’t stop at all! Can't stop what you like, can't stop what you want! Can't bear, can't let go, what can I do? What the **** can I do?

   You still have to find that man!

   He suppressed the bitterness in his chest and quickened his pace.