A traffic jam was really a long story!
Anhao could only endure it. Her stomach hurt so much that tears were about to fall. She buried her face in Chunchun's shoulder and continued to endure the pain.
Finally, after 20 minutes, they arrived at a hospital. Chunchun helped the pale-faced Anhao and rushed into the hospital. They did not look carefully at which hospital it was. They only knew that it was a private hospital with a super good environment. After all, a public hospital would definitely not look so high-end and scary.
"I'll help Anhao to the consultation room. You go register and handle the procedures."After Chunchun gave Rong Qian some instructions, she dragged Anhao into the elevator without caring whether he was willing or not.
"Does it still hurt?" Chunchun asked softly in the elevator.
Anhao nodded."
