President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Hearing this, Qin Su wanted to ask something.

But before he could open his mouth, Song Runian reminded the doctor, "Don't talk about so many doctors, because we won't want this child, you just need to assess whether the child's size meets the surgical standards, and that's it!"

Song Runian's attitude was very tough, and the doctor couldn't say anything more.

Nodding his head, he turned his attention back to the screen and began to evaluate seriously.

As for Qin Su, who was lying on the bed, looking at Song Runian's face, she didn't know what to say for a while.

Song Runian still smiled at her, "Do you want to thank me? No need, I am very happy to help you solve these problems!"

"...Mmm." Qin Su stopped talking.

Soon, the doctor finished all the checks.

The examination results showed that the two children are now growing well and have reached the standard for surgery.

"Thank you doctor, then I will take her to draw blood now." Song Runian said, pulling Qin Su out.

Qin Su vaguely felt that something was wrong, "Wait a minute, Nian Nian, how do I feel, you really want me to get rid of this child?"

Song Runian raised the corners of her mouth and smiled softly, "What stupid things are you talking about? It's all about whether the child is born or killed. The choice is yours. I will take a company. I will accompany you if you firmly say that you want to kill it. You are here for surgery."

After saying this, Song Runian blinked innocently.

Qin Su: "..."

I tried to find some reasons to refute, but I couldn't find any.

He could only follow Song Runian out.

At the door of the B-ultrasound room, Song Runian just opened the door when he was startled by the people outside.

After recovering, he patted his chest and asked, "Gu...Aunt Gu, why are you here? Shouldn't you have a good rest in a nursing home?"

Although the previous operation was very successful, Madam Gu was dragged back from hell, but after all, it was an open surgery, and Madam Gu was old, so the recuperation time required was twice that of a normal person.

At this time, Mrs. Gu should lie on the hospital bed properly.

How come here?

Moreover, Mrs. Gu was still wearing a hospital gown!

Song Runian was keenly aware of something, and asked, "Aunt Gu, you didn't sneak out from the nursing home, did you?"

Madam Gu's eyes dodged for a moment, and then she landed on Qin Su, her voice trembling unconsciously, "Susu, you...are you pregnant?"

Before Qin Su could answer, she saw the examination report in Qin Su's hand, on which it clearly stated that she was eight weeks pregnant.

Mrs. Gu smiled so much that her mouth almost went to the back of her head, she clapped her hands vigorously, "Okay, okay, great, you are pregnant, Jiang Feng will be happy even if he is in the sky."

Song Runian was shocked again, "Aunt Gu, what are you talking about, why am I a little confused?"

what's the situation!

Didn't Bo Sibai say that Mrs. Gu would not know about this matter?

Who on earth passed it into Mrs. Gu's ears!

"I found out from watching the news quietly," Mrs. Gu sighed softly, her eyes gradually dimmed, "Xizhou is like this, there are too many paparazzi and gossip reporters, no secret can be hidden, as long as it happens, they will Write it down in the gossip news.”

So, she knows it all.

"Then you also know the reason for Gu Jiangfeng's death?" Song Runian tentatively asked, sweating in his heart.