The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

With Mi Li's support, Lan Xinhui went to take a B-ultrasound first, and then collected urine, and asked Mi Li to help her send the urine to the laboratory for examination.

When they came back together, looking at the empty hospital bed next door, Lan Xinhui was very worried. She was very worried about the results of her examination. What if she was like that Lan Xinhui... She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Millie could see her emotions and talked to her to divert her attention.She looked around, but she didn't see Wang Zichen, and asked, "Why don't you see your boss Wang? Didn't he ask for leave for you this morning? Why haven't you seen him?"

"He's gone to work..." Lan Xinhui said, thinking of the skipped work in the morning and the madness at noon, she couldn't help feeling remorse and annoyance: If I had known this, I might as well have gone to work!

Millie saw that her expression was wrong, and asked with concern: "What? Did you two quarrel?"

"No," Lan Xinhui said, "I couldn't get through to his phone before, and I didn't bring my mobile phone... By the way, you can call him for me."

Millie took out her mobile phone and called Wang Zichen, but she couldn't get through: "He may be in a meeting, let me send him a message!"

She sent a message to Wang Zichen, telling her that something happened to Lan Xinhui, and told him to come to the hospital as soon as possible, and told him the address of the hospital.

The fat nurse from earlier came over, she supported Lan Xinhui and brought her to the gynecology clinic.

In the consulting room, before Lan Xinhui had time to sit down on the chair opposite the doctor, she anxiously asked: "Doctor, how is my situation? Can the child be saved?"

The gray-haired old doctor first glanced at Lan Xinhui from the top of his eyes. Although he only looked at Lan Xinhui for about three seconds, Lan Xinhui suddenly felt cold sweat dripping down his back.

"Please sit down." The doctor was not in a hurry to answer Lan Xinhui's question, but asked her to sit down first, and then asked: "Are you Lan Xinhui?" Seeing Lan Xinhui nodded in agreement, she asked: "When was your last period?"

"Last month... no, last month..." Lan Xinhui tried hard to recall, but she couldn't remember the exact date. She shook her head: "I can't remember which day it was, it probably happened on The middle of the month... no, it seems to be the end of the month..."

The doctor glanced at her noncommittally, and asked a few more questions: "When did you notice the bleeding? Was the bleeding a lot? Did it exceed the usual menstrual flow?"

Lan Xinhui answered one by one seriously: "I found out at a little past four o'clock this afternoon, and the amount of bleeding... was a little bit more than usual."

"Is there a blood clot?" The doctor asked again, "Or something else mixed with the blood and flowing out?"

"No." Lan Xinhui thought for a while, and then added: "I'm not sure, when I found the bleeding, I was taking a shower, maybe it washed away."

"When did you find out you were pregnant?" the doctor asked, and after Lan Xinhui answered, she asked again: "How did you find out you were pregnant? Have you had a B-ultrasound to make sure?"

"I don't remember the specific day... just one day, I vomited... Later, I used the early pregnancy test strip to detect two bars." Lan Xinhui said: "I haven't had a B-ultrasound."

Lan Xinhui saw that she had asked so many questions and hadn't talked about the condition of the child in her womb, so she couldn't help becoming anxious, and couldn't help asking: "Doctor, how is the condition of the child? Can it still be saved?"

The doctor glanced at Lan Xinhui's anxious face, and said slowly, "There is no child."

"What? The child is gone?" Lan Xinhui was stunned, but she quickly recovered and grabbed the doctor's hand anxiously: "Doctor, try again and see if you can keep it! Take medicine, injections, injections Any bottle is fine!"