To My Dear Mr. Huo

"She was the first pregnant woman to kill herself at my hands, and she—"

"You are wrong. Her suicide wasn't because of you. It was because of her family." Huo Jinyao's voice was very soft: "Where was her family when she committed suicide?"

"I, I don't know."

Su Qingsang really didn't know. She seemed to have seen the people who came and went in the hospital today, the family members of pregnant women, but she was really not sure whether they were there at the time.

"So you see, she just lost her child, and her family isn't with her. What does that have to do with you?"

Su Qingsang didn't speak, even if it had nothing to do with her, she was still very sad about her.

"Okay wife." Huo Jinyao patted her on the shoulder: "don't think about it. You can eat first."

"I really--"

"What's the matter? Let's wait until the police's results come out. Now, you eat first."

"Huo Jinyao."

"Even if you don't eat or drink now, the pregnant woman's life will not come back. What's more, you don't want to see such a thing happen. So don't blame yourself anymore, okay?"

His voice was as gentle as a hot spring, and it slowly flowed into her heart.

He put his hand on her back and gently patted her back in a soothing way, and her emotions slowly relaxed.

Su Qingsang's lips pursed into a straight line. Raising his eyes to look at Huo Jinyao, his expression of earnest consolation is completely different from when he usually hangs out with a hippie smile.

Such Huo Jinyao seems to be more handsome and more attractive.

"How's it going? Did you suddenly find that your husband is handsome?" Huo Jinyao touched his chin with a distressed expression: "Actually, sometimes I'm also troubled. Being so handsome is simply outrageous."

Su Qingsang couldn't listen anymore. This person can't be serious for three minutes.

But his words also succeeded in diverting her attention. She sat back in her seat, closed the bowl of soup and took a sip.

Well, the temperature of the soup after a while is just right. She tried her best to think about it. Some things are really beyond her control.

Huo Jinyao finally picked up the bowl and started to eat, Su Qingsang glanced at him.

I don't want to admit it, but I have to. When such a thing happened, if she came back alone, in this cold home, she would definitely feel worse than now.

It seems that there is one more Huo Jinyao, and some things start to be different.

And such a change once again made Su Qingsang feel that there was nothing wrong with it.

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Su Qingsang's mood was relieved, but when she went to the hospital the next day, she found that the lobby of the hospital had been blocked by people.

The person who took it was Zhang Mei's husband. In just one day, he would be followed by a large group of people.

Seeing her come in, Zhang Mei's husband noticed it sharply, raised his hand and pointed at Su Qingsang.

"It's her, it's this doctor. She killed Amei."

Su Qingsang was stunned on the spot, and before she could react, her body was pulled over by a man who was following Zhang Mei's husband.

"What are you doing?"

Su Qingsang pulled away the man's hand with force and took a big step back. After straightening his clothes, he looked at such a large group of people in front of him.

"This is a hospital, what do you think it is for?"

"What to do?" Zhang Mei's husband sneered, with a grim look on his face: "Quack doctor hurts people. My wife is seven months pregnant. Now she's killed by this quack doctor. We are here today to ask for an explanation."

Chapter five, continue tomorrow. Love you guys. Ask for collection. Ask for a recommendation ticket!