One Year Marriage

   So, Fan Yingxuan simply changed the topic, "By the way, do you have a friend who is running a private hospital? I've been feeling a little uncomfortable recently, and I want to see it."

   She doesn't know what's going on these days. She always feels nauseated. She wants to vomit but can't vomit. It's too uncomfortable.

   In her capacity, going to the hospital will definitely attract a lot of suspicion, so after thinking about it, she decided to find an acquaintance to be safe.

   I just heard Cen Qiutong say that a close friend of hers is running a hospital. Today, Cen Qiutong came over and asked her by the way.

   "Huh? What's the matter with you?"

  Cen Qiutong became anxious as soon as she heard that she was uncomfortable.

  Fan Yingxuan smiled slightly, "I guess my father came back recently and cooked too much delicious food, but he broke his stomach."

   "That's it..."

  Cen Qiutong gave her a suspicious look, and seeing her calm expression, she stopped asking questions.

   "Okay, when are you going to see it, I'll let her schedule it for you."

"How about tomorrow?"

   Fan Yingxuan asked.

  The day after tomorrow, she is going to leave for the United States. Of course, she hopes to get her stomach regulated as soon as possible, so as not to go there and not get used to it, it is herself who is tossing.

   "OK! I'll make an appointment for you, I'll tell you later."

   After Cen Qiutong finished speaking, he stood up, "Okay, I have something to do, I have to go. I'll call you later."

   "Well, no problem."

   Fan Yingxuan chuckled and sent her out.

   As soon as Cen Qiutong got in the car, he called her best friend Su Ruixin and asked her to help Fan Yingxuan get an expert number.

  Su Ruixin heard the sound and couldn't help scolding Cen Qiutong, "Why are you being so nice to her? Don't forget, if it wasn't for her, you wouldn't—"

   "Don't mention the past, just register her."

  Cen Qiutong said coldly.

"okay then."

  Su Ruixin was reluctant to agree.

   She casually gave Fan Yingxuan a so-called expert number, and then sent a text message to Cen Qiutong.

  Cen Qiutong didn't even look at it, and directly forwarded it to Fan Yingxuan.

After the    message was sent, she slammed on the accelerator to leave.

  …

   In the afternoon, Fan Yingxuan called Shen Qingqing and invited her to have lunch at home tomorrow. Shen Qingqing readily agreed and said that she would bring the children and Yao Muxi there. Of course Fan Yingxuan would welcome her.

   The two chatted happily. Shen Qingqing was born with a pistachio physique, which made Fan Yingxuan's dull mood gradually improve a lot.

   hung up the phone, and she felt sick in her stomach again, and ran to the bathroom to retire.

   It seems that tomorrow's trip to the hospital is a must.

   Originally, when Cen Qiutong sent her the registration information, she was still lazy and didn't want to move.

  The next morning, Fan Yingxuan drove by herself, hiding from Fan Guoming, and secretly came to the private hospital run by Su Ruixin.

  Following the prompts on the information, Fan Yingxuan soon came to the specialist consultation room.

   "Come in!"

   The specialist in charge of seeing the doctor is a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing thick glasses and looking very professional.

"Hello!"

  Fan Yingxuan greeted her politely, and then sat opposite the expert.

  "Hand out!"

"Okay!"

   She reached out her hand cooperatively, letting the other person take the pulse.

   The other party touched her wrist and asked her some questions, Fan Yingxuan answered them one by one.

   "When was the last time X acted?"

   The expert held the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked suddenly.

"what?"

  Fan Yingxuan did not expect that she would ask such a private and private question.