The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

When Yuan Jiayi heard Shui Anluo's words, her delicate face instantly looked like her colorfully painted walls, which was ugly.

Shui Anluo's mouth slightly twitched, and he looked down at the time, "I still have something to do first, Miss Yuan remembers to recover well, after all, Chu Cuiyi is still waiting for your endorsement."

Shui Anluo left Yuan Jiayi, leaving Yuan Jiayi alone to slowly tighten his clothes on his legs.

"Shui Anluo, I watched the day you cried." Yuan Jiayi said, and then slowly arranged her clothes, leaving the nurse to push herself away.

Shui Anluo reached the door of the ward, took a deep breath, and opened the door to enter.

The little boy was eating meat, Shui Anluo shook his head slightly, and suddenly he understood what the brother said. The boy's illness was entirely caused by his parents.

Shui Anluo stepped forward and said, "Mr. Liang, Mrs. Liang."

The woman turned back and saw Shui Anluo, screaming, "How are you, what are you doing?"

Shui Anluo felt the eardrum sore due to the sound. The doctors and nurses passing by couldn't help but stop, but none of them really came in to help her.

Shui Anluo slightly drew his ears, and slowly said, "Dean Qiao asked me to come and see his condition. If Mrs. Liang does not want to see me, then please let it go, and I will leave after checking."

"What hospital are you, I won't let you, my murderer, touch my son." The woman continued to yell.

murderer?

Sui Anluo suddenly closed her case folder. "Mrs. Liang, you are preventing the doctor from treating your son."

Shui Anluo said quietly, looking down at the woman who was a little shorter than herself, "Mrs. Liang, Dean Qiao is now waiting for the results of my test and then choosing the best treatment for your son. This is how you are now ... "

"Ahhhh-she said I would die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

The little boy burst into tears again.

The woman reached out and began to push Shui Anluo outwardly, "You go out, you go out, what doctor are you, come and see, this doctor actually said that my son would die, what hospital do you--"

Shui Anluo took a deep breath, not letting the case in her hand pinch her face.

"What's wrong?"

Qiao Huihe's voice suddenly sounded.

Sui Anluo's scalp suddenly felt numb, and she tried hard to remember that she never said that the child would die from beginning to end.

"You are here, Dean Joe. What kind of intern is it? My son will die if I go in." The woman was not arrogant, but said aggrievedly.

Qiao Hui and coolly looked at Shui'anluo. Shui'anluo held the case clip slightly to lip, without opening to refute.

"Repeat everything you said just after you entered." Qiao Huihe said suddenly.

Shui Anluo froze slightly. She just went in and said something, Shui Anluo thought seriously, and repeated it again, confirming that she hadn't said that.

"She lied, she just didn't say that at all." The woman began to be unreasonable.

Shui Anluo took a deep breath and looked at the woman in front of her seriously: "Mrs. Liang, I think I haven't said a word like you said since I entered, but if you don't cooperate so well, then-"

"Go back and copy the medical ethics twice."

What did Shui Anluo want to say, but Qiao Huihe's breath was telling her, and then speaking again, it was not as simple as twice.