Li Jiaqi really disliked hospitals. She was afraid of injections, afraid of medicine, and most of all, because she lost her most important baby here.
Standing at the hospital entrance, she cursed quietly under her breath.
She wasn't sure if she was cursing herself or heaven, and her eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.
There were so many people, and the elevator was hard to catch, so she chose to take the stairs.
Climbing the stairs, she noticeably felt out of breath and was dripping with cold sweat by the third floor, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.
Was this because He Yingdong had worn her down too much?
After registering, she went directly into the clinic…
"Have you had any particular symptoms these past few days?"
It wasn't the same doctor who performed her last surgery, but he was very gentle, an elderly doctor.
