She was pregnant with the villain the night she wore the book

Cursing and cursing, she diverted her attention and ended up in the hospital unknowingly.

Today is not the weekend, there are not too many people in the hospital, and Song Huai arrives after a short queue.When applying for the medical card, he handed the staff member the ID card of the original owner, but the other party told him: "Sorry, your ID card has expired."

Song Huai took the certificate in a daze, and turned it over for a look. Sure enough, it had expired half a month ago.

"Forget it, isn't it just a fever? It will pass after a while." Song Huai came out of the hospital, thinking so.He was afraid of taking medicine since he was a child, and he would never take medicine if he could get an injection to solve it. He couldn't stand the bitter taste of medicine since he was a child, otherwise he would have gone to the pharmacy to buy medicine instead of queuing at the hospital.

The most important thing for him to do now is to reissue the new ID card, and then... run away. After all, he needs to verify his real name on trains, planes, and even long-distance buses.

Anyway, it is impossible for him to stay in Li's house, even in this lifetime, otherwise it would be very shameful to wait to be used as a substitute by Li Chengxiao and die!

He hurried back to the Li family's villa, took the relevant materials needed to apply for a new ID card, and hurried to the local police station. After he completed the procedures, the sun had already set.

But he didn't want to go home so early.

He was afraid that when he saw Li Chengxiao's face, he would not be able to help scratching him.

But he had to go back again. It would take at least half a month before he got a new ID card, but he only had 600 yuan for his whole body, so he couldn't last for a few days at all.

All he can do is to go back to Li's house honestly, and earn some extra money within half a month, so as to save travel expenses for his future trips.

So, he dillydally walked to Li's house after having a meal outside again. It was already almost nine o'clock in the evening, but Aunt Qin was still the only one at home.

Song Huai suppressed the discomfort in his throat and asked, "Aunt Qin, where are the others?"

If you have to go to work during the day, you should come back at night.

Aunt Qin asked puzzledly: "Don't you know? The master and wife have been traveling abroad. The second young master went on a business trip a week ago, and the eldest young master is also on a business trip today."

After all, Song Huai is also the one holding the script, so he calculated silently in his heart. The second young master mentioned by Aunt Qin is the genuine attacking Li Zifan in the original book, while the eldest young master is the cannon fodder for attacking Li Chengxiao. Parents to brothers.

Without having to face Li Chengxiao, Song Huai relaxed a lot, and asked again: "Li Cheng...I mean the young master, how long will you be on a business trip?"

Aunt Qin: "It seems that it will take at least two weeks."

Song Huai clapped his hands and said excitedly, "That's great!"

Based on this calculation, it was almost time for Li Chengxiao to get a new ID card and run away before Li Chengxiao came back.

Aunt Qin: "??"

Probably because he felt that he was too blatant, Song Huai frowned, smiled dryly, and said nothing.

Song Huai's grand plan of earning money for traveling was not realized in the end, because his body was too uncomfortable. After he first put ice cubes on his forehead, and then covered his quilt to remove hot sweat, he did a series of tricky manipulations. He retreated, but the sequelae came to him one after another.

However, this sequelae happened intermittently. Whenever he couldn't bear it and wanted to go to a small clinic casually, his body became more comfortable, and after he became more comfortable, his head began to hurt again.So, in the next ten days or so, his body and head swayed repeatedly between "pain" and "no pain", as if teasing him.

After more than ten days of delay, Song Huai felt that if he didn't take some measures, he might have to see Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, and Meng Haoran before the new ID card came out.

Song Huai finally went out, he decided to find a small clinic, because a small clinic is no better than a big hospital, and you can get an injection without a certificate-if he only remembered it after completing the procedures for the new ID card that day, it might have been at that time. When I was in the hospital, I had a fever that made my brain go crazy.

However, after walking for more than half an hour enduring his physical discomfort, he didn't even see a small clinic!

Song Huai frantically tried on the verge of collapse, and walked feebly on the wide road, his eyes staring at a few tens of centimeters in front of his feet without focus.

Suddenly, a pair of shiny leather shoes came into view.

Song Huai slowly raised his eyelids, and scanned the other party from bottom to top.

The first is the pair of custom-made leather shoes that are worth a lot of money at first glance, then the straight trousers, the hem of the suit that sets off the perfect waist, and then the well-tailored suit.

It would have been a very perfect and foreign style attire, if... there wasn't that string of out-of-fit beads hanging around his neck.

Song Huai saw the other person's face clearly, he looked about 30 years old, and his facial features were not bad, especially those eyes, revealing the shrewdness to see everything, but the other person likes to put on an "indifferent" look ... The whole person looks harmonious and contradictory.

The opponent clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."

Song Huai: "..."

What the hell is this?

The other party continued, with a pious tone: "Benefactor, I see that your seal is gray and there is a cloud of clouds above your head. I will count with my fingers. Is there something bothering you?"

Song Huai didn't want to talk to this person at all.

Although this person's clothes and shoes looked expensive, they couldn't stop Song Huai from labeling him a "liar".

In order to sell more insurance, people who sell insurance can reluctantly buy expensive suits. You are a monk and liar, and you can’t improve your professionalism. You started from clothing and props in order to improve your performance?

Fuck "Yintang Fat Gray"!

Also "pinch fingers"?

Oh, it's ridiculous.

You must know that Song Huai has received more than ten years of cultural education in his own world, and he has long been a materialist.

——Even though such a strange thing happened to me through the book, the education I received since I was a child is too unforgettable, and it is only the moment of the book that I feel unbelievable, and the world after the book does not have any strange things. , that's why Song Huai is basically a materialist at the moment.

He waved his hand at the fake monk, and said impatiently: "You'd better go far away, I'm in a hurry with you if I delay my medical treatment."

The fake monk immediately became interested, and he was even more unwilling to let Song Huai go away. He grabbed Song Huai's wrist, and Song Huai found that the fake monk was quite strong, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

The fake monk was very interested: "Seeing a doctor? How dare you! In terms of medical skills, the poor monk just knows a little bit."

Knowing what a fart, Song Huai complained silently in his heart, but he was unilaterally suppressed by the other party, so he had to be dragged all the way to the stone chair on the side of the road for pedestrians to rest with full of resentment.

The fake monk old god was feeling Song Huai's pulse on the ground, and it really looked like that.Touching and touching, he frowned, with a serious expression on his face.

Song Huai: "..."

He suspected that what he had was not a sequelae of fever, but a terminal illness.

However, in the next second, the fake monk loosened his brows, and then stared at Song Huai with connotation, with a smile in his eyes.

Song Huai: "..."

Laughing so unscrupulously, he really is a fake monk!

But seeing the fake monk said excitedly: "Congratulations to the benefactor, you are a happy pulse!"

He stared at the fake monk with a black face: "..."

Go to your Ximai!

He is a real man, he can clearly see things like going to the toilet and taking a shower these days, how could he be pregnant? !

Moreover, even if he has the ability to have children, but...it was only [-] or [-] days since that night. It wasn't that he doubted the ability of Chinese medicine, but how could it be possible to tell him that he was pregnant in such a short period of time?

When he is uneducated?

Song Huai looked at the fake monk with a look of "Do you think I'm mentally retarded?", and sneered: "Liar!"

However, the fake monk showed no sign of anger on his face, and continued calmly:

"I know what you're thinking. The fertilized egg needs to be pulsed a month before the happy pulse can come out, but you are not a fertilized egg. It's different from a fertilized egg. Like you The situation, uh... essentially..."

The fake monk really held his chin and thought for a while, then continued: "Well, it's a shou.jingjing."

"It's different from ordinary fertilized eggs. After ten days, it will be able to give out a happy pulse."

"In short, benefactor, congratulations!"

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Because it is not true to wear books and boys and girls, so I hope readers don’t worry about pregnancy and it takes half a month for the clock to not come out. I understand the reason, and I also checked some information, but the plot needs it, so please ignore it. Is this good?There will be no such obvious bugs later in this article.Moreover, I also forced a wave of explanations, yes, it is the fertilization essence of that sand sculpture...

The fertilized sperm sang to the fertilized egg: We are different, different.

[Forcibly explain a wave, just be a sand sculpture and relax~ After all, wearing books and boys and girls are not real, let me make a new term out hahahaha]