In the obstetrics and gynecology ward of the First City Hospital, a weak Zhou Rong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was looking for him at the same time, also looked sad when he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Wang Yan arriving, the gynecologist on the side stepped forward and greeted: "Director Wang."

Wang Yan nodded and asked her, "What's going on?"

The gynecologist sighed: "The fetal position was a little abnormal, plus she was a little older, the delivery process was a little long, and the baby was born weak, so he didn't survive and died before birth. Originally, a caesarean section was recommended, but the pregnant woman did not

Agreed, it was already too late when I found out..."

It is now January of 1989, and the Spring Festival is less than a month away. Zhou Rong has been pregnant for more than nine months, so of course she will look for someone she knows to give birth. Even if she doesn’t want to look for her, Cai Xiaoguang will look for her. Even if Cai Xiaoguang doesn’t look for her, she will.

Li Suhua will also ask Wang Yan to make arrangements. He arranges the beds and doctors here.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Doctor Zhang."

The gynecologist couldn't help but sigh again, waved her hand and turned to leave. The child she delivered died, and even if no one blamed her, she still had to feel sad for a while when a new life passed away.

Wang Yan stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of Zhou Rong, who was lying as if dying. After feeling it for a while, he took a pen and paper and wrote out the prescription. He handed it to Cai Xiaoguang on the side: "Her vitality has been damaged this time. This is to replenish her vitality."

It’s a prescription for strengthening the blood and strengthening the body. You can take some medicine and boil it for her at home. Now mix some water to replenish it, and you can go home and rest until tomorrow."

······

Have something to say to the author? Come and click on the reading comment area, the author is waiting for you!

In the obstetrics and gynecology ward of the First City Hospital, the weak Zhou Rong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was looking for him at the same time, also looked sad when he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Wang Yan's arrival, the gynecologist on the side stepped forward and greeted: "Director Wang."

Wang Yan nodded and asked her, "What's going on?"

The gynecologist sighed: "The fetal position was a little abnormal, plus she was a little older, the delivery process was a little long, and the baby was born weak, so he didn't survive and died before birth. Originally, a caesarean section was recommended, but the pregnant woman did not

Agreed, it was already too late when I found out..."

It is now January of 1989, and the Spring Festival is less than a month away. Zhou Rong has been pregnant for more than nine months, so of course she will look for someone she knows to give birth. Even if she doesn’t want to look for her, Cai Xiaoguang will look for her. Even if Cai Xiaoguang doesn’t look for her, she will.

Li Suhua will also ask Wang Yan to make arrangements. He arranges the beds and doctors here.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Doctor Zhang."

The gynecologist couldn't help but sigh again, waved her hand and turned to leave. The child she delivered died, and even if no one blamed her, she still had to feel sad for a while when a new life passed away.

Wang Yan stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of Zhou Rong, who was lying as if dying. After feeling it for a while, he took a pen and paper and wrote out the prescription. He handed it to Cai Xiaoguang on the side: "Her vitality has been damaged this time. This is to replenish her vitality."

It's a prescription for strengthening the blood and nourishing the body. You can take some medicine and boil it for her at home. Now mix some water to replenish it, and you can go home and rest until tomorrow."

In the obstetrics and gynecology ward of the First City Hospital, the weak Zhou Rong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was looking for him at the same time, also looked sad when he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Wang Yan's arrival, the gynecologist on the side stepped forward and greeted: "Director Wang."

Wang Yan nodded and asked her, "What's going on?"

The gynecologist sighed: "The fetal position was a little abnormal, plus she was a little older, the delivery process was a little long, and the baby was born weak, so he didn't survive and died before birth. Originally, a caesarean section was recommended, but the pregnant woman did not

Agreed, it was already too late when I found out..."

It is now January of 1989, and the Spring Festival is less than a month away. Zhou Rong has been pregnant for more than nine months, so of course she will look for someone she knows to give birth. Even if she doesn’t want to look for her, Cai Xiaoguang will look for her. Even if Cai Xiaoguang doesn’t look for her, she will.

Li Suhua will also ask Wang Yan to make arrangements. He arranges the beds and doctors here.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Doctor Zhang."

The gynecologist couldn't help but sigh again, waved her hand and turned to leave. The child she delivered died, and even if no one blamed her, she still had to feel sad for a while when a new life passed away.

Wang Yan stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of Zhou Rong, who was lying as if dying. After feeling it for a while, he took a pen and paper and wrote out the prescription. He handed it to Cai Xiaoguang on the side: "Her vitality has been damaged this time. This is to replenish her vitality."

It's a prescription for strengthening the blood and nourishing the body. You can take some medicine and boil it for her at home. Now mix some water to replenish it, and you can go home and rest until tomorrow."

In the obstetrics and gynecology ward of the First City Hospital, the weak Zhou Rong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was looking for him at the same time, also looked sad when he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Wang Yan's arrival, the gynecologist on the side stepped forward and greeted: "Director Wang."

Wang Yan nodded and asked her, "What's going on?"

The gynecologist sighed: "The fetal position was a little abnormal, plus she was a little older, the delivery process was a little long, and the baby was born weak, so he didn't survive and died before birth. Originally, a caesarean section was recommended, but the pregnant woman did not

Agreed, it was already too late when I found out..."

It is now January of 1989, and the Spring Festival is less than a month away. Zhou Rong has been pregnant for more than nine months, so of course she will look for someone she knows to give birth. Even if she doesn’t want to look for her, Cai Xiaoguang will look for her. Even if Cai Xiaoguang doesn’t look for her, she will.

Li Suhua will also ask Wang Yan to make arrangements. He arranges the beds and doctors here.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Doctor Zhang."

The gynecologist couldn't help but sigh again, waved her hand and turned to leave. The child she delivered died, and even if no one blamed her, she still had to feel sad for a while when a new life passed away.

Wang Yan stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of Zhou Rong, who was lying as if dying. After feeling it for a while, he took a pen and paper and wrote out the prescription. He handed it to Cai Xiaoguang on the side: "Her vitality has been damaged this time. This is to replenish her vitality."

It's a prescription for strengthening the blood and nourishing the body. You can take some medicine and boil it for her at home. Now mix some water to replenish it, and you can go home and rest until tomorrow."

In the obstetrics and gynecology ward of the First City Hospital, the weak Zhou Rong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was looking for him at the same time, also looked sad when he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Wang Yan's arrival, the gynecologist on the side stepped forward and greeted: "Director Wang."

Wang Yan nodded and asked her, "What's going on?"

The gynecologist sighed: "The fetal position was a little abnormal, plus she was a little older, the delivery process was a little long, and the baby was born weak, so he didn't survive and died before birth. Originally, a caesarean section was recommended, but the pregnant woman did not

Agreed, it was already too late when I found out..."

It is now January of 1989, and the Spring Festival is less than a month away. Zhou Rong has been pregnant for more than nine months, so of course she will look for someone she knows to give birth. Even if she doesn’t want to look for her, Cai Xiaoguang will look for her. Even if Cai Xiaoguang doesn’t look for her, she will.

Li Suhua will also ask Wang Yan to make arrangements. He arranges the beds and doctors here.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Doctor Zhang."

The gynecologist couldn't help but sigh again, waved her hand and turned to leave. The child she delivered died, and even if no one blamed her, she still had to feel sad for a while when a new life passed away.

Wang Yan stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of Zhou Rong, who was lying as if dying. After feeling it for a while, he took a pen and paper and wrote out the prescription. He handed it to Cai Xiaoguang on the side: "Her vitality has been damaged this time. This is to replenish her vitality."

It's a prescription for strengthening the blood and nourishing the body. You can take some medicine and boil it for her at home. Now mix some water to replenish it, and you can go home and rest until tomorrow."

In the obstetrics and gynecology ward of the First City Hospital, the weak Zhou Rong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was looking for him at the same time, also looked sad when he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Wang Yan's arrival, the gynecologist on the side stepped forward and greeted: "Director Wang."

Wang Yan nodded and asked her, "What's going on?"

The gynecologist sighed: "The fetal position was a little abnormal, plus she was a little older, the delivery process was a little long, and the baby was born weak, so he didn't survive and died before birth. Originally, a caesarean section was recommended, but the pregnant woman did not

Agreed, it was already too late when I found out..."

It is now January of 1989, and the Spring Festival is less than a month away. Zhou Rong has been pregnant for more than nine months, so of course she will look for someone she knows to give birth. Even if she doesn’t want to look for her, Cai Xiaoguang will look for her. Even if Cai Xiaoguang doesn’t look for her, she will.

Li Suhua will also ask Wang Yan to make arrangements. He arranges the beds and doctors here.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Doctor Zhang."

The gynecologist couldn't help but sigh again, waved her hand and turned to leave. The child she delivered died, and even if no one blamed her, she still had to feel sad for a while when a new life passed away.

Wang Yan stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of Zhou Rong, who was lying as if dying. After feeling it for a while, he took a pen and paper and wrote out the prescription. He handed it to Cai Xiaoguang on the side: "Her vitality has been damaged this time. This is to replenish her vitality."

It's a prescription for strengthening the blood and nourishing the body. You can take some medicine and boil it for her at home. Now mix some water to replenish it, and you can go home and rest until tomorrow."

In the obstetrics and gynecology ward of the First City Hospital, the weak Zhou Rong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was looking for him at the same time, also looked sad when he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Wang Yan's arrival, the gynecologist on the side stepped forward and greeted: "Director Wang."

Wang Yan nodded and asked her, "What's going on?"

The gynecologist sighed: "The fetal position was a little abnormal, plus she was a little older, the delivery process was a little long, and the baby was born weak, so he didn't survive and died before birth. Originally, a caesarean section was recommended, but the pregnant woman did not

Agreed, it was already too late when I found out..."

It is now January of 1989, and the Spring Festival is less than a month away. Zhou Rong has been pregnant for more than nine months, so of course she will look for someone she knows to give birth. Even if she doesn’t want to look for her, Cai Xiaoguang will look for her. Even if Cai Xiaoguang doesn’t look for her, she will.

Li Suhua will also ask Wang Yan to make arrangements. He arranges the beds and doctors here.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Doctor Zhang."

The gynecologist couldn't help but sigh again, waved her hand and turned to leave. The child she delivered died, and even if no one blamed her, she still had to feel sad for a while when a new life passed away.

Wang Yan stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of Zhou Rong, who was lying as if dying. After feeling it for a while, he took a pen and paper and wrote out the prescription. He handed it to Cai Xiaoguang on the side: "Her vitality has been damaged this time. This is to replenish her vitality."

It's a prescription for strengthening the blood and nourishing the body. You can take some medicine and boil it for her at home. Now mix some water to replenish it, and you can go home and rest until tomorrow."

In the obstetrics and gynecology ward of the First City Hospital, the weak Zhou Rong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was looking for him at the same time, also looked sad when he saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh.
To be continued...