Just after parking the car, I saw Shu Shuang rushing over from the entrance of the courtyard.
She was dressed in an elegant, fitted dress that hardly revealed her pregnancy, yet her complexion was not too good, pale as a sheet of paper and looking listless, which was quite heart-wrenching to see.
Lian Qiao really wanted to curse her out, how could she sleep with a stranger and not know to use contraception?
But then she thought, was she really any smarter?
Although in today's chaotic society, an unmarried woman having an abortion really isn't a big deal—it can be done with painless surgery for a few hundred yuan and in just tens of minutes, with not too much suffering. Advertisements are all over the place, making it sound enticing.
But what about the heart? And the body, in the end, isn't it always the woman who suffers the most?
While chiding, she went with Shuang Niu to register and directly headed up to the gynecology outpatient department on the third floor.
