Chapter 418

Song Weiyi naturally knew the password to unlock Zhao Mengmeng's phone.

Three times five times two clicked the number on it and successfully unlocked the password lock. Song Weiyi was overjoyed and directly clicked on the dial interface.

Zhao Mengmeng was dizzy, but she didn't completely lose her sanity, trying to get up from the bed. "Song Weiyi, don't make trouble, I'm fine, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

She still remembered that she was attending the Gu family's wedding, and Zhao Mengmeng came with her parents, afraid that they might worry, Zhao Mengmeng trembled all over, and said again: "Give me the phone, I haven't been out for so long, My parents are probably worried."

"Okay, you lie down, I'll call my uncle and aunt."

"Song Weiyi, don't talk nonsense to them."

Zhao Mengmeng's exasperated voice sounded behind her.

If it was before, Song Weiyi would naturally know what it means not to talk nonsense.

But now, she knows, why don't you tell your uncle and aunt about Mengmeng's discomfort?

More importantly, don't talk about what happened to Lin Miaoyu and Pei Chenyang just now.

"Okay, don't worry, I won't do it." After finishing speaking, Song Weiyi took his mobile phone and walked directly to the balcony.

She called 120, then called Uncle Zhao, then went back to the room, and put the phone by Zhao Mengmeng's ear.

"Talk to uncle yourself, and tell uncle that you have left beforehand."

Like the wooden man, Zhao Mengmeng followed Song Weiyi's words.

Father Zhao was not suspicious, his daughter had always been perverse and headstrong, after calling Zhao Mengmeng a few times on the phone, she hung up.

Zhao Mengmeng, who finished the phone call, had cold sweat on her forehead, and her whole body seemed to be scooped up from the water.

"Mengmeng, how are you? Don't scare me!" Song Weiyi threw down his phone, his pretty face turning pale.

"Stomach pain..." Zhao Mengmeng lay on the bed, feeling a piercing pain attacking her whole body. There was a feeling that her nerves were splitting apart, and the twitching was continuous.

"Stomach pain, how could it be stomach pain? Just bear with it, the ambulance is coming soon." Song Weiyi's voice was terrified.

All right, why do I have a stomachache?

Just now, she shouldn't have believed Mengmeng's words at all, she should have sent Mengmeng to the hospital.

Song Weiyi was angry and impatient, angry that he had taken things lightly.

"Song Weiyi...Song Weiyi..." Zhao Mengmeng panted, like a fish stranded on the beach, she kept calling Song Weiyi's name.

"I'm here, Mengmeng, bear with me, I'm looking for Gu Jinchen, no, Pei Yibai."

Song Weiyi got up in a hurry, found the mobile phone that Zhao Mengmeng had kicked off the bed, and tremblingly called Pei Yibai.

Before dialing out, 120 called, asking which floor Song Weiyi was on at the moment, and asked Song Weiyi to send him downstairs.

On the bed, Zhao Mengmeng cried bitterly while clutching her lower abdomen, and Song Weiyi's tears also welled up.

I dare not take it lightly, and I can't expect the medical staff to come here at this moment.

Song Weiyi gritted his teeth and carried Zhao Mengmeng directly.

"Mengmeng, bear with me, we're going to the hospital right now, you'll be fine." Song Weiwei whimpered, his footsteps flustered, but he ran towards the door very forcefully.

At such an old age, Song Weiwei has always been a sports idiot, he hates running the most, and is often suspended from sports.

But this time, infinite strength was generated from her body. She didn't feel heavy when she was carrying Zhao Mengmeng on her back, and she didn't feel tired when she ran so fast.

Song Weiyi was very scared. He had never been so scared like this moment.

The medical staff were waiting in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel. The only figure of Song came out of the elevator, and someone greeted him immediately.

"Doctor, please help her quickly, she said she has a stomachache." Song Weiwei motioned to Zhao Mengmeng on his back, crying to the doctor.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, hand over the patient to us, be careful."

The white stretcher was put down, Zhao Mengmeng was put on the stretcher, and walked out of the hotel quickly.

Song Weiyi also hurriedly followed and got into the ambulance.

Afraid of riding in this kind of car for the first time, Song Weiyi held onto the stretcher tightly, not daring to move his eyes, and looked straight at Zhao Mengmeng.

The doctor was next to Song Weiyi, checking Zhao Mengmeng's condition.

"The patient is pregnant, currently emotionally unstable, and shows signs of moderate miscarriage."

There was no ups and downs, and it reached Song's only ear.

She grasped the hand on the hospital bed tightly, her eyes were wide and round, and she stared at the doctor motionless in a daze.

"You... what did you say?" Song Weiyi asked subconsciously, trembling all over.

"I said that the patient's situation is very dangerous now. The emotional state of the pregnant woman in the early stage of pregnancy is inherently unstable. In addition, the patient's physical condition is not good. This child is a big burden for the patient. As a family member, during her pregnancy In the early stage, you should take good care of your body." The doctor put on a straight face, and while taking relevant measures for Zhao Mengmeng, he told Song Weiyi displeasedly.

At this moment, what else can Song Weiyi hear?

The only thing she heard about the doctor's long talk was that Zhao Mengmeng was pregnant.

Mengmeng is really pregnant!

Song Weiyi wanted to cry even more, why did it have to be this time?

"But she said she's still here as an aunt, how could she be pregnant?" Song Weiyi raised her voice and asked back in disbelief.

If Mengmeng hadn't firmly believed that she was not pregnant, and even said that she was still coming to her aunt, Song Weiyi would not have been fooled so easily.

After saying this, the doctor gave her a blank look: "That's not my aunt at all, the child is unstable, and the mother doesn't pay attention to maintenance, there are signs of threatened miscarriage."

Song Weiyi's heart skipped a beat, and he was completely speechless at the moment.

Threatened miscarriage...

On the hospital bed, Zhao Mengmeng slowly opened her eyes.

Song Weiyi and the doctor's voices were not too loud, she was only in pain, but she did not lose consciousness.

So, Zhao Mengmeng also heard it.

Pregnant?

Oh, she was really fucking pregnant.

At this moment, Zhao Mengmeng wanted to kill Pei Chenyang.

Even though she took after-the-fact medicine, it didn't help, damn Pei Chenyang!

With a sullen face, Zhao Mengmeng trembled all over, and said angrily: "Take it away, take this child away."

"what?"

Her sudden utterance shocked Song Weiyi and the doctor who were still talking.

Song Weiyi thought that Zhao Mengmeng had passed out at this moment, but unexpectedly, she didn't at all!

"Mengmeng..."

"I said I don't want this child, take it away, and have an operation when I get to the hospital later, Song Weiyi, sign for me."

Zhao Mengmeng, who has always been hot-tempered and carefree, did not expect that at this moment, she would deal with her first child so calmly and rationally.

"Mengmeng, don't be impulsive, the doctor will hug the child, you don't care about anything now."

Zhao Mengmeng's answer shocked Song Weiyi.

What kind of situation would make a mother, without a moment's hesitation, decide not to have her own child?