Her memory was still at the time of taking anesthetics, and she heard the doctor tell the nurse: "Give her anesthetics, the kind of general anesthesia, her fiancé said she was afraid of pain."

For some reason, her nose suddenly became sore, and her eyes were tingling, but she gritted her teeth and did not let the warm liquid in her eyes roll down.

Then, the anesthesia needle was pierced into her flesh, and then, she felt her eyelids getting heavier and he slowly fell asleep.

And this time, she slept for a long time. When she woke up from her deep sleep again and opened her eyes, she suddenly realized that this was not the room of Dongfang Yunheng in the famous city of Jiangnan, because the rooms here were all white.

With the white walls, white quilts and pillows, she turned her head in a little puzzled manner and found that the bed seemed to be a little different from the bed in Mingcheng, Jiangnan. What was even more strange was that there was a drip hanging on the head of the bed.

She looked down the hose of the rebate and found that the hose was connected to the back of her hand, and there was a needle on the back of her hand, and the needle was obviously pierced into her blood vessels.

At this moment, she finally woke up completely. She blinked her eyes twice before she paid attention to everything in the housing prices. She suddenly found that there was a single ward here, and there was a simple chair in the ward. At this time, there was a person sitting on the chair.

And this person is actually her former high school alumnus: Zheng Zihao!

"Zihao," Fang Xiao couldn't help but shouted at him, supported the edge of the bed with his hands, and then asked softly: "Why am I here?"

"Are you awake?" Zheng Zihao hurried over and saw that she had sat up. He immediately helped her pick up the pillow and put it behind her: "It will be more comfortable to lean on it like this."

"How could I be hospitalized?" Fang Xiao was still a little confused. Even if he had an abortion, he would not need to be hospitalized. She remembered that Luo Qili went to the hospital for an abortion before she left after two hours of rest.

"This... the doctor said your situation is a bit special," Zheng Zihao pondered for a moment, then comforted her quietly and said, "Okay, it's nothing big. You were bleeding a little at that time. Wouldn't it be better to rest in the hospital for three or five days?"

"Rest?" Fang Xiao pulled a bitter smile from the corner of his mouth. Can she afford to rest? So, she said lightly: "I have to go to work tomorrow. What, Zihao, please help me go to the hospital for discharge procedures. I don't know how much the operation cost just now. I'll go back..."

"What's our relationship? You still ask me for money? Besides, I didn't pay the money," Zheng Zihao glared at her, and then quickly said, "You're like this, can you go to work tomorrow? Yun Heng just walked away. He already knew about your miscarriage. I think he should give you a vacation."

Dongfang Yunheng came? Her head instinctively blew, was the Gu family's banquet over? And he, did not go with him, Miss Gu Chenchen?

A nurse happened to come in and asked her to take her body temperature. When she saw that she was awake, she immediately asked her if she felt uncomfortable?

Her face turned slightly red, and she said softly: "I just feel a little painful in my lower abdomen, and nothing else is left."
Chapter completed!