To My Dear Mr. Huo

Li Rongrong leaned most of her body weight on her: "Doctor, can you help me take an ultrasound? I'm really hurting right now."

"Li Rongrong—"

"You are the most beautiful doctor, you are not so cold-blooded and ruthless, are you?"

Su Qingsang nodded, knowing that Li Rongrong was here to embarrass herself today.

Without further ado, I called a nurse to register Li Rongrong. Called the inside line and contacted the B ultrasound room again.

He helped Li Rongrong and went outside. The consultation room is on the third floor, and the ultrasound room is on the second floor.

The hospital was crowded, and Li Rongrong had to take the stairs. Su Qingsang followed her, and when she reached the entrance of the stairs, Li Rongrong suddenly stopped.

"Su Qingsang, are you very proud now?"

"What?" I don't understand why she said this so well. Su Qingsang looked inexplicable.

"Weilenan doesn't want me, nor does he recognize the child in my womb. He even blames me for you marrying other men—"

"That's your business." Su Qingsang didn't want to get involved in their affairs: "You should go to Weilenan."

"I did. Do you think I didn't?"

Li Rongrong said this with a look of resentment: "But do you know what he said to me?"

"what?"

"He made me die with the child."

When Li Rongrong finished saying this, she moved her body close to Su Qingsang, her face full of hideous expression.

"This is his child, he actually let me die with the child?"

The woman is emotionally unstable. Su Qingsang took a deep breath: "Calm down, if you have anything, you can discuss it with him slowly."

"It can't be discussed." Li Rongrong suddenly stretched out her hand to hug Su Qingsang.

Su Qingsang was startled by her, and instinctively raised her hand to push her away. But Li Rongrong had already let go of her hand first.

Behind her was the stairway, Su Qingsang was shocked when she saw it, and it was too late to hold her.

Just watch Li Rongrong's body fall down the stairs.

"what--"

Accompanied by the screams, Li Rongrong kept rolling down the stairs.

Su Qingsang was stunned on the spot. When he reacted, he rushed down for the first time.

Li Rongrong had wounds all over her face and head. There was a pool of blood under him.

She looked very bad, her face was pale, and when she saw Su Qingsang come down, she curled the corner of her lips towards her.

"Su Qingsang, if my child and I are going to die, then I will also drag you to the funeral."

"Li Rongrong."

Su Qingsang was completely stunned by the change in front of him. She looked at the pool of blood under Li Rongrong, and looked at the people who gathered because of this change.

"Quick. Help."

A mess.

Su Qingsang and Director Zhang tried their best to save Li Rongrong's life.

Her child was not saved. A four-month-old baby boy has taken shape. But that's it.

Su Qingsang never thought that Li Rongrong could be so cruel. In order to get revenge on her, she would even bet on the child in her belly?

Is she crazy?

Su Qingsang couldn't tell how he felt, so he took out his mobile phone and called Wei Lenan.

No matter what, this child belongs to Wei Lenan. Whether there is or not, Wei Lenan should know.

Wei Lenan arrived an hour later. Li Rongrong, who had lost a lot of blood, hadn't woken up yet. The first thing he saw was Su Qingsang.

"You came."

Su Qingsang was not too surprised by the apparent impatience and dissatisfaction of the superior Le Nan.

"Li Rongrong has a miscarriage, and the child is gone."

Two more. .