The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

"Little Mengqi, don’t be afraid. I’ll be watching you outside the operating room for a while. Call me if you have something to do. It’s really not good. I’ll put a red envelope for the doctor in a while and let me enter the operating room with you. I’ll hold you. hand……"

   Qiqi was stunned for about half a minute.

After returning to her senses, she shook her head, "It's okay, don't go in, a place like the operating room... you can't go in well, you wait for me at the door, I'm very relieved..."

  Mianmian looked at her, feeling that she was still comforting herself at this time, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

  It has entered late autumn, but the temperature has not yet dropped.

  There is neither air-conditioning nor heating in the corridors of the hospital, and there will be a chilly wind from time to time.

   Qiqi was wearing a thin white sweater, which was a bit ventilated. When the wind hit her, she couldn't help but shrink a few times.

  Mianmian saw that she was cold, and hurriedly took off her coat and put it on her shoulders.

  She will go in for surgery soon...

  Mianmian couldn't bear it, and couldn't stop this from going on.

  After waiting another twenty minutes, another woman walked out of the operating room.

  She was pale and chapped at the corners of her lips.

  The woman’s boyfriend hurriedly greeted her and supported her, "Wife, are you okay..."

  The woman bit her lip and said nothing.

  The man helped her find a place to sit down, and said with a nervous and concerned expression, "My wife, why are you talking so ugly?"

  The woman looked like she was about twenty-five years old.

   Qiqi felt that she was very pitiful, and did not want to look at her.

   But his eyes seemed to be nailed to someone’s body, and I couldn’t look away for a while...

  The woman on the opposite side suddenly covered her face with her hands and wept bitterly without warning.

  The people in the corridor were shocked, and one after another paid attention to the woman who had just come out of the crowded operating room.

The man next to her was also taken aback, hugging her in a low voice comforting, "Don’t cry, wife, don’t cry, okay, blame me, blame me for this...I promise, this is the last time. When I go back, I must find a way to convince my parents to let us get married. After we get married, I will never let you abort... the next child is born. We will definitely be born. Okay, don’t be sad, wife... "

  The man looked sincere and regretful, but the woman's cry did not stop.

  After a long time, she released the hand covering her face and looked at the man next to her with tears on her face.

  "Nothing...There is no next one. The doctor said, I have more curettage, and my chances of getting pregnant in the future are less than 15%. We don’t have a future...I will never have any more children!"

  The man’s face is like a bolt from the blue.

  Others sitting in the corridor were also shocked and stared at each other.

   Qiqi's whole figure suddenly collapsed, she leaned softly next to Mianmian.

Mianmian looked at her, and she was completely confused for a while, "Xiao Qi...Are you scared, or let's go back first, I think you haven't considered it yet, or I will accompany you in a few days. Come, I'll find the best doctor in the best hospital. I can't just do it casually..."

Qiqi looked at her with dumb eyes.

  "Do you also think...I am cruel like this?"

  Mianmian has not answered yet.

  The nurse suddenly called: "Gong Xiaoqi, is Ms. Gong Xiaoqi here? You can enter the operating room."