In the process of waiting, Song Yu's heart is not entangled, Luo Huasheng is her brother after all, but if you tell him, where does she place Zhao bingyue?

But if you don't tell him, Zhao bingyue's stomach is a life after all.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Yu confirmed Zhao bingyue's wish again and asked if she really had to kill the child.

"Song Yu..." Zhao bingyue looks at her helplessly, and the meaning is self-evident.

Song Yu had to tear her lips and smile: "well, I know what you mean."

She must have thought about it very clearly and didn't want to mention it again.

Song Yu has no choice but to mention it. If she has to choose one person to stand in line, she can only stand on Zhao bingyue's side.

The waiting time was not long, and soon the nurse called Zhao bingyue's name. As soon as Song Yu looks at Zhao bingyue's face, she gets up and goes to the operating room.

Song Yu grasped her hand subconsciously, but could not say anything.

"Is Zhao bingyue here? It's your turn. Hurry up The nurse urged, there are many people waiting behind.

Zhao bingyue took Song Yu's hand and shook her head with a smile: "Song Yu, I'm really OK."

Song Yu's heart trembled, inexplicably did not want to release her hand, eyes looking at her.

"Song Yu." Zhao bingyue's expression is somewhat helpless, "it's just a very small operation. My body is very healthy and will recover soon."

Zhao bingyue pulls out her hand a little bit, pats Song Yu on the shoulder with a little comfort, turns around and follows the nurse to leave.

Song Yu's stomach suddenly twitches. I don't know if she is affected by Zhao bingyue's abortion. She is as cold as that day.

Is it true that after having a baby, you can't hear what others want to do?

The door of the operating room closed slowly, and Song Yu's frown Never loosened.

Hands tightly clenched together, do not know what to fear, and what to expect.

Every minute, every second, passed a very long time. Just when Song Yu thought that the operation was about to be finished, the door of the operating room was suddenly opened, and Zhao bingyue ran out of it in a hurry.

Song Yu raised her head and saw that she was in tears and rushed to her side.

Song Yu's heart clattered and stood up to help her. Her voice trembled: "so fast?"

Zhao bingyue shook her head. Her face was pale and choked. She could hardly speak.

Song Yu, who thought she had finished the operation, could only support her as much as she could, feeling suffocated in her heart.

"Miss Zhao, are you sure you won't do the operation?" The doctor came out from the operating room and asked casually, "since you voluntarily give up the abortion operation, please sign here."

Song Yumeng raised his head. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was surprise or ecstasy: "bingyue, you..."

Zhao bingyue's expression is a little embarrassed, not very nice to face Song Yu.

She reached out to wipe the tears on her face and said in a vague voice, "sorry, I may be the same as you. When I was lying on the operating table, I was stimulated and I can't continue."

She admits that she is not brave, but she can't help flinching at the thought that the child connected with her blood is about to be stripped from her body, and there is no chance to see the world.

No one understands her feelings better than Song Yu. Song Yu is relieved that the child hasn't been killed. Finally, she can't explain to Luo Huasheng.

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