Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

The old doctor looked calm, like a quiet lake. He nodded slightly to Ruan Qingshu.

A kind smile slowly bloomed on the face that had experienced the vicissitudes of life, like the warm sunshine in spring, and he said softly: "Okay! As a patient, please understand the process of abortion!"

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his hands, which were full of traces of time, and handed her a slightly worn magazine.

The cover of the magazine glowed with an old luster under the light, as if it had witnessed the stories and choices of countless people.

Ruan Qingshu held the magazine in her hand, her expression calm and composed, as if nothing in the world could shake her heart. Her slender fingers gently turned the pages of the magazine, making a slight rustling sound, like the sound of falling leaves in autumn.

When she opened it, she saw the steps for painless abortion, as well as colorful cartoon diagrams of the process that made Ruan Qingshu feel nauseous.

Her face was slightly pale, like the first snow in winter, her brows were slightly furrowed, but soon relaxed. She tried to suppress the discomfort and straightened her willow-like slender waist in a calm manner.

That waist seemed to contain endless strength, supporting her seemingly strong appearance.

After slowly turning two pages, Ruan Qingshu pushed the book away and raised her chin slightly, like a proud swan.

She opened her rosy lips and said, "It's painless anyway. Just write me a bill!" Her voice was crisp and firm, like a mountain spring hitting rocks, without the slightest hesitation.

"Hey, young man, have you thought it through? Well, I'll take you to queue next door." The old doctor said earnestly, his eyes full of concern, as if a loving elder was worried about the younger generation.

His voice was low and gentle, like the sound of an ancient bell, echoing in the air.

"Okay!" Ruan Qingshu replied briefly, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, like a meteor that flashed across the night sky, fleeting. But it was soon replaced by determination, and that firm look seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

She stood up, and the sound of her high heels was particularly clear in the quiet room, like the rhythmic beats of a drum. She followed the old doctor's footsteps and walked towards the next door. Every step seemed to be towards an unknown fate. Her graceful figure swayed under the light, like a flower in the wind.

At first, Ruan Qingshu thought it was a simple matter. In her mind, it was just a matter of inserting the instrument and sucking out the things that shouldn't be there! How could it be so difficult with just a few steps? A hint of disapproval appeared on her delicate face, and her slightly raised chin revealed her arrogance, her eyes full of contempt, as if everything was under her control.

At this time, she firmly believed that painless abortion was really painless, just like waking up from a sleep, and all the troubles disappeared.

She shook her hair gently, and her silky long hair drew a graceful arc in the air.

She followed the old doctor to the door of the next room. The hospital corridor seemed particularly quiet at this time, and the white walls exuded a cool atmosphere under the light.

The light blue non-slip floor tiles on the ground looked like a tranquil lake, reflecting the hurried figures of people. On the ceiling of the corridor, several bright incandescent lamps emitted soft light, but they could not dispel the dull atmosphere.

The old doctor raised his hand slightly, motioning her to stand there. "Stand here and line up! You're next." The old doctor's voice was steady and serious, and every word was like a heavy stone, hitting Ruan Qingshu's heart.

Ruan Qingshu nodded quickly, standing there waiting like a well-behaved child. Her figure was still graceful, but she was a little more nervous and uneasy. She unconsciously clasped her hands together, her fingers trembling slightly. Her slender fingers seemed to be carved out of white jade, but at this moment, they had lost their former brilliance because of nervousness.

Her feet also moved gently, as if looking for a more comfortable standing posture. Her feet, wearing high heels, were tightly wrapped in exquisite shoes, as if telling of her fatigue and anxiety.

The old doctor was serious and his face was as cold as a stone. "I'll go and do the paperwork for you!"

As he said this, he walked away with steady steps. His footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor, as if reminding Ruan Qingshu of the choice she was about to face.

Ruan Qingshu watched him walk away, and an inexplicable sense of loneliness surged in her heart. She was wearing high heels, and her feet felt tired and painful when she stood. The thin heels seemed to torture her feet.

She couldn't help but look around to see if there was a stool to sit on. As soon as she moved her feet, she heard a scream from inside the surgery room, followed by an angry curse: "Doctor, isn't this a painless abortion? Why is it so painful? Ah!!!"

The sound was sharp and shrill, like a sharp blade cutting through the silent air.

At this moment, the lights in the corridor seemed to tremble slightly, and the air seemed to freeze. Ruan Qingshu staggered in fear and almost fell down! She quickly held the threshold with her hands, and the threshold seemed to be her only life-saving straw.

Her face turned pale in an instant, like a piece of white paper, and cold sweat broke out from her forehead, one after another, like beads that had broken off the string.

The cold sweat slowly flowed down her smooth forehead, over her slightly trembling eyelashes, and over her pale cheeks. Her eyes were wide open, full of fear, her lips were trembling slightly, and her body shrank back involuntarily.

The arrogance and pride she had just had disappeared without a trace, replaced by endless fear and panic. Her eyes were filled with panic, and her heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of her throat. Her body was trembling slightly, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, helpless and fragile.

Ruan Qingshu's hands and feet were shaking at this time, and the shaking was like leaves falling in the autumn wind, and she couldn't control it at all. Her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, like a flower attacked by frost.

Her eyes were filled with fear and panic, like a deer lost in the forest, at a loss. She bit her lips tightly, and her lips lost their color and turned slightly white. Her body was slightly hunched, as if she wanted to curl up to avoid this terrible reality.

This hospital advertised painless abortions, and she had naively thought that abortions would be as easy as advertised. If she hadn't heard the screams of the people inside today, she would have been kept in the dark.

She cursed in her heart, it turned out that the so-called painless abortion was all a lie. "I am so stupid, how could I easily believe these propaganda? What should I do now?"

Her heart was filled with regret and fear. The regret was like a sharp thorn, piercing her heart; the fear was like heavy shackles, binding her soul.

"If abortion is painful, then who would come for an abortion? This momentary happiness will lead to a painful life!"

She muttered to herself as she struggled to get up, her movements clumsily like a child who had just learned to walk.

Her hands were trembling as she supported herself on the ground. Her hands were slender and weak, with her fingers slightly bent, as if she was trying to grasp the last straw.

With her legs shaking, she finally stood up. She stumbled out of this place that was like "hell" in her eyes.