President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

After being stunned for several seconds, Song Runian finally came back to his senses.

She is bleeding!

Moreover, it was still blood flowing from the position below!

"Si Bai!" Song Runian's voice became tense, "Take me to the hospital quickly."

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After some tossing, Song Runian returned to the hospital ward.

The doctor stood at the head of the bed, flipping through the pathology checklist with a serious face.

"This is so strange. A full set of detailed examinations was done when she was discharged from the hospital, and it was confirmed that Mrs. Bo's body can go home to recuperate. Why did something go wrong after going home for a few hours?"

Moreover, it is still this kind of bleeding without warning.

It's really strange that the reason can't be found out after investigation.

"Is it because the hospital's equipment is not good enough?" Mr. Chu was beside him anxiously, "Is there any new foreign equipment that is better than this one? It doesn't matter how much it costs. You go buy it, and I will pay for it!"

The doctor looked distressed, "Mr. Chu, this is already the best instrument in the world, and you also know that how can it be possible to find out the cause of the disease that so many genius doctors of the Chu family can't see?"

Instruments are always instruments, so how can there be a bunch of genius doctors who can be reliable for consultation.

But the Chu family went to battle one after another, but they didn't see why.

It shows that Song Runian's cause of disease may not be solved at all at present.

Mr. Chu lowered his head, as if he had aged a hundred years.

"Is there no other way? It has already started to get better before." Mr. Chu said.

In his mind, he suddenly remembered the matter of decorating lights and festoons.

Then I began to regret, "Did I do something wrong? Qiaofu also said that this is unlucky. It seems really unlucky, otherwise how could something happen!"

"Grandpa, this has nothing to do with you." Song Runian comforted, "Although I still don't know what's going on, it definitely has nothing to do with you."

Mr. Chu didn't believe it, but still insisted, "How could it be okay? If it wasn't for me, why would you be hospitalized again."

After a pause, he added, "I heard that the temple where your third aunt stayed is very effective. Grandpa will go to the temple to pray for you now, make three prostrations and nine prostrations, and make a wish to the Buddha. As long as you can recover, I am willing to be a vegetarian for three months. No, three years!"

Mr. Chu has always eaten meat like his life, but now he is willing to be a vegetarian for Song Runian, which shows how anxious and caring he really is.

Song Runian was very moved and distressed.

"Grandpa, I'm really fine. Since it's risky to leave the hospital, I'll just stay in the hospital. I won't leave the hospital until after giving birth."

With so many nurses and doctors escorting them, even if there are bad guys, there is no way to get close to them.

Thinking of this, Song Runian's heart suddenly skipped a beat, thinking of something.

She turned her head and looked at Bao Si Bai.

Although he didn't say anything, Bao Si Bai quickly understood what she meant.

After finding an excuse, he sent Mr. Chu out.

When there were only the two of them left in the ward, Song Runian said, "I met an expert from Kedas before. When he was taking my pulse, he asked me if I had offended anyone recently."

"At that time, I also asked the Kedas expert if he suspected that someone else had intentionally committed my hospitalization, but the Kedas expert did not say so clearly.

Thinking about it now, it is very likely to be the case, Si Bai, if you think about it carefully, it is indeed the case, why was it that when I was in Xizhou, I was fine, but when I arrived in Kyoto, I was on the verge of miscarriage again and again? "