Put on his coat, Rong Jincheng walked straight to Qiao's garage.

His red Ferrari was parked on the side of Josnian's black Rolls-Royce, which was very eye-catching.

He changed his car almost the same as changing a woman. His family bought many styles and models of cars, but none of them kept driving.

This Ferrari was won by him recently after taking a look at it at the auto show.

The car's motor made a loud noise and soon disappeared into the rain curtain. The rain hit the car glass "crackling" and the wiper kept swinging.

This red color is particularly eye-catching and eye-catching in the traffic.

Rong Jincheng's face was so sinister that he rarely showed such a cold look in his eyes, like a wolf.

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, the car drove all the way to the hospital.

Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Obstetrics and Gynecology Department.

Han Yurou was wearing a white mask, her eyes showed a gloss of panic and nervousness, and her face was very pale.

Her long eyelashes kept shaking, and her hand holding the list was shaking, shaking constantly.

In the department, there were only two people, she and the female doctor.

"Doctor..." Her voice was trembling violently, her whole body was cold, her blood flowed backwards, and her heart seemed to have stopped, and suddenly there was no temperature. "Doctor... am I really pregnant?"

She clutched the Banzi and the doctor's white coat with both hands, as if she was holding a life-saving straw.

Her hat was pressed down very low, and her mask also covered half of her face.

The female doctor looked at her and nodded: "Well, I'm pregnant, five weeks."

This "Yeah" made Han Yurou's heart fall to the bottom, and she suddenly felt dizzy, and she almost couldn't control herself.

Hands and feet are cold.

My mind was in a mess instantly. There was only the doctor's white coat shaking in front of me. Her hands were still holding the doctor tightly, her knuckles were pale, and her eyes were filled with a look of horror.

So cold, so cold.

"Doctor... is it true?" Han Yurou couldn't believe it and asked.

The female doctor held up her glasses, turned her head and stared at her face, nodding seriously and solemnly: "It's true."

She has seen many pregnant women, and Han Yurou has such an expression, most of the time, she doesn't want children.

The female doctor lowered her head and looked at Han Yurou's medical record: "24 years old? At work?"

"Well..." Han Yurou did not come back from her panic. Her pupils had no focus and a blank look in her eyes.

Feelings of fear and fear spread throughout her body, and she felt like she was in an ice cellar.

Five weeks.

These days, she has been feeling something strange in her body.

She has never had the habit of sleeping in, but she has been very sleepy in the morning recently and doesn't want to get up.

This morning, she even spit out all her breakfast.

She didn't dare to think about pregnancy, but she still came to the hospital secretly.

Unexpectedly, he was really pregnant.

Her shoulders were shaking.

"You are quite healthy, but you have a little anemia. Just pay a little attention." The female doctor said nothing.

However, Han Yurou's face was very bad, very bad.

How could this happen? How could it get pregnant?

Which time?

She can't remember it.

As long as she has not had her period, Rong Jincheng would ask her every day, from at least once or at most several times.

Generally, he would wear condoms, but there were a few times when he was probably too excited. He didn't take any measures, and she forgot about it later.

She really couldn't remember.

Han Yurou lowered her head, retracted one hand, and pinched the palm of her hand.
Chapter completed!