"It's her fault, it's her fault." Jiao's mother went crazy, stretching out her arms to tear Ma Jiarong apart, "It's her fault that she can't keep my son, so my son will go out to look for women. If she is good enough,

Okay, it's enough for my son to have her, so why would he go out to find those unclean women? It's her fault, it's all her fault. I've told my Qiangzi a long time ago that I can't marry her, she is

He's a troublemaker, but it's her fault that he doesn't listen."

The nurse was so angry at her weird remarks that she took out her mobile phone and called the security guard.

Jiao Qiang grabbed Jiao's mother's arm and pushed her back hard, "Mom, stop making trouble, I beg you, stop making trouble. There are people here. If someone takes a video and puts it on the Internet, I won't be able to see anyone."

"

People nowadays love to take videos.

No matter big or small, I like to take photos, videos, etc. and post them online.

He has syphilis. This kind of thing must not be spread.

If word spreads, people who know him in the future will treat him as a virus and avoid him when they see him.

And his dessert shop. Although syphilis is not transmitted through food, who would dare to buy desserts made by people with syphilis?

His shop is finished

If the dessert shop fails to open, his whole family will lose their income.

Without income, how can he treat diseases?

Jiao Yong was a man who wanted to save face. After listening to Jiao Qiang's words, he pulled Jiao's mother out and said, "Okay, hurry up and go home. Don't be embarrassed here anymore."

He forcibly dragged Jiao's mother away.

Jiao Qiang looked around and found no one taking the video. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked to Ma Jiarong. He said in a low voice, "Rongrong, I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it anymore. Don't worry, I will work hard to make money in the future."

, live with you wholeheartedly, me"

"Get out!" Ma Jiarong interrupted him with a loud slap in the face. "Jiao Qiang, you are so disgusting. You are so disgusting. Do you know? Get out of here as far as you want. I don't want to see you again in this life. I want to."

Divorce you, I must divorce you."

What else Jiao Qiang wanted to say, the hospital security guards arrived.

The nurse said to the security guard, "He is making trouble, take him out."

"No, I didn't," Jiao Qiang argued.

"Get out of here, get out of here!" Ma Jiarong looked at him with eyes full of hatred and shouted at the top of her lungs.

Jiao Qiang opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He lowered his head and left the hospital dejectedly.

When I got back to the store, the cashier and two pastry chefs had left.

"They resigned," Jiao Yong said expressionlessly. "We were leaving in a hurry and forgot to pick up the test sheets on the ground. They saw it and were afraid of being infected by you, so they left without even asking for this month's salary."

Jiao Qiang slumped down on the chair, as if all his strength had been drained by something, and his head was in a mess.

"Why are you so confused?" Jiao Yong looked at him with hatred and heartache. "Prostitutes are so dirty. When you sleep with them, you feel so panicked. Why don't you pay attention? You have such a fatal disease."

"I don't know, I don't know." Jiao Qiang held his head in pain, "There are so many people who prostitute women, and others are fine. Why am I the only one who has this disease? Why am I so unlucky? Why am I so unlucky?"

"That's nonsense," Jiao Yong said, "How do you know that you are the only one who has this disease? There are not many other prostitutes who have this disease. Who would say that you have this disease? Why don't you cover it up?"
Chapter completed!