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245. Doctor 1

"You have nothing to do with looking for bad luck." Mrs. Yi walked over slowly and said, "The way she is now, I'm afraid that she will cause some trouble. You can just be your young mistress with peace of mind, and don't worry about those messy things.

Already."

She waved her hand and asked the maid to come over for cleaning. Then she sat next to Su Qingqing and said: "You take good care of the baby. Mom has also arranged the outdoor house. When Ning Xiu really wants you to abort the child, mom will give you

I will arrange to go outside and ensure that no one can find me, so that you can give birth to my grandson smoothly."

She was so happy that she couldn't help but say to Su Qingqing, "Don't be afraid of anything. Mom will decide everything for you!"

The smile on Su Qingqing's face was very stiff.

Naturally, no one here knows about her affairs in the United States, but if Su Qianqian really exposes those photos, not even Yi Ningxiu, not even Mrs. Yi, will be able to spare her.

Her kindness to her was based on the fact that she did not pose a threat to the Yi family's reputation. If something really happened, Mrs. Yi would definitely run faster than anyone else.

Just because she knew her so well, hearing her say these words made her even more frightened.

Only then did she know why Su Qianqian said that she wanted to spend her whole life to compensate her!

As long as Su Qianqian exists, she will be uneasy all her life, worrying about gains and losses, lest the matter be exposed!

Her move really pinched her seven inches, making her grit her teeth but unable to do anything.

As long as Su Qianqian lives in this world, she will never be able to rest at ease.

She is not dead...

She will have no peace!

There was a hint of violence in her eyes, and she had murderous intent in her heart.

Mrs. Yi sat next to her and clearly felt the change in her. She glanced at her hesitantly: "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, Mom." Su Qingqing turned around and smiled, "I was just thinking about... things that would make our mother and daughter live a happier life." She smiled meaningfully, her eyes full of cold killing.

meaning.

Seeing Su Qingqing like this, Mrs. Yi shivered inexplicably.

At night.

A dark shadow sneaked into the ward.

The lights in the house had been turned off, and the moonlight filtered in from the window, and a figure could be clearly seen lying on the bed.

The person who came in carefully closed the door and stood in front of Su Qianqian's bed.

It was a tall man wearing a doctor's coat and holding a syringe in his hand. He looked at Su Qianqian, then carefully took out the syringe and sucked a tube of air into the tube.

Su Qianqian is still on an intravenous drip. The wound on her leg is inflamed and she has been taking anti-inflammatory drops for the past few days.

The man grabbed the leather tube and was about to inject air into the tube - "Are you...?"

Su Qianqian vaguely felt that someone was beside her. She glanced at the person in front of her with sleepy eyes. When she saw the person's clothes, she thought he was someone who came in to pull out the needle, so she said, "I just hung it up and it's not healed yet."

The man nodded. He glanced at Su Qianqian and knew that there was no chance tonight, so he planned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Su Qianqian said softly, "Why haven't I seen you?"

The doctors and nurses who delivered the medicine to her were hand-picked by Yi Ningxiu, so how could a strange face suddenly appear?

The man's back froze.

"Dr. Lu, who delivered the medicine to me tonight, is on leave. Did he ask you to come?" she asked.


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