Outpatient department of a small hospital.

Wearing black wide legged pants * * and ultra-low-key dress, ou Mengru hung a number. She wrapped herself in sunglasses and mask and pressed her hat low. Of course, she didn't use her own ID card when registering. Only the outpatient department of this small hospital was not so strict. It gives people a chance to fish in troubled waters.

Holding the medical record book in her hand, she felt a little heavy in gynecology.

Take the stairs to the gynecology department on the third floor. Because it is a small hospital, there are not many people in line.

She stood in the line, a little uneasy.

The people around her were not so tightly dressed, so they looked at her strangely.

She pursed her lips and pressed the brim of her hat low.

Everyone guessed that this woman is not pregnant with other people's children's junior? Be a man alone. - flow? Otherwise, why is it so shady on a hot day?

Gynecology is more private. Doctors treat people one-on-one with the door closed.

The rest of the people lined up outside the door.

After only two minutes of waiting, a girl walked in and the first one at the door became ou Mengru.

Behind her stood five or six middle-aged women.

Holding the medical record book, she covered her mask tightly, and her heartbeat was inexplicably disordered.

She didn't drive here because the paparazzi was too powerful. She was worried about trouble, so she came by bus. Today, she experienced the life of an ordinary person.

"Next, Zhang Cui!"

The girl inside came out. Ou Mengru went in and locked the door.

A female doctor in a white coat in her 50s, wearing glasses and some wrinkles on her face, holding a pen in one hand and pressing a book in the other, is burying her head in recording something.

Ou Mengru sat down on the stool opposite the doctor.

"Tell me about you." The doctor did not raise his head. He recorded something with a pen and asked as usual. Her time is precious.

Ou Mengru's fingers holding the bag tightened. She bit her lips and looked a little ugly under her mask.

When the doctor saw that her words were like a stone sinking into the sea, she put down her pen and raised her eyes. She was startled by her tightly wrapped appearance, "Why are you wearing a mask in hot weather? It scared me to death. "

"Can't you hear me? Let me tell you about your situation. If you have an ear problem, you should go to see otology. Don't waste time. There are still a lot of people waiting in line outside. "

Where has ou Mengru been so angry? Is the service attitude of doctors in small hospitals so poor?

But today she is a patient, she can only bear it.

"Accidental pregnancy?" When she didn't answer, the doctor guessed, "it's not a shady thing to have an accident these days. How many weeks? Any symptoms? "

"Not pregnant." Her voice was very low. "Is there any way to break the * * * * * repaired by you some time ago?"

The doctor suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the woman in front of him who was fully armed with sunglasses and masks. "The method is very simple. It doesn't take time and effort to find a man."

"Doctor." Ou Mengru was a little annoyed, but she restrained, "I hope I can solve it with medical methods."

"OK." The doctor quickly gave her a list, "go and pay the fee. After paying the fee, go directly to the operating room and put some anesthetic on it. It's good in minutes."

Taking the list, she just got up.

The doctor shook his head and hissed. Everyone has it these days.

Even the word "thank you" was a little hard to say. Somehow, she was a little sad.

Last night, the photos of Anxin were sent in time. If she doesn't know all this, the * * * * She repaired will become a laughing stock in Anxin's eyes. She has been with Anxin for two years, and nothing has ever happened. He and she are as pure as a piece of white paper.