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Chapter 2 Miss, are you okay?

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    Five hours later, Mengshi walked out of the hospital door with a gynecological examination report in both hands with a pale face, and the doctor's words kept echoing in her mind¡ª¡ª

    "Miss Meng, judging from the report, you have no physical problems and fully meet the conditions for pregnancy preparation."

    "No gynecological diseases, regular and normal menstruation, follicle development, fallopian tubes, etc. are also very good."

    "If you plan to get pregnant, it is recommended that you start taking folic acid supplements from now on."

    ""

    Meng Shi was afraid that she was dreaming, and held the report in front of her eyes seriously, and read every word on it softly, hot and bitter tears came out of her eyes.

    While wiping her tears, she took out her mobile phone to take a picture of the report, and then carefully folded the report carefully, and carefully put it in her trousers pocket.

    Mengshi raised her head, looked at the dazzling sun in the sky, and felt chills all over her body in a trance.

    She immediately lowered her head and stared at the hot asphalt road, hugged her arms and walked aimlessly again, besides the picture of Zhou Shixian bullying her, there was the phrase "Someone in Corey was pregnant with my seed last month" in her mind

    At this time, a scream came from not far away: "It's not good! Someone fainted!"

    Meng Shi, whose thoughts were interrupted, followed the voice and saw a gray-haired old woman fainted on the crosswalk not far away, with a walking stick, a calico bag and a hospital CT scan bag scattered beside her.  Single report bag.

    The road where the old lady fell leads directly from east to west to the West Lake, a national scenic spot, and there are also several famous hospitals in this area, and people from Hangzhou, who are old-fashioned, even travel thousands of miles to seek medical treatment here.

    The already noisy road became even more congested. Except for pointing people, no one dared to step forward, for fear of being blackmailed and making a fuss.

    Meng Shi at the back of the crowd didn't hesitate too much, strode forward and knelt down at the old grandma's feet, bowed her head and asked, "Grandma, grandma, can you hear me?"

    Seeing that the old lady didn't respond, Mengshi moved close to her face again. When she couldn't sense the breathing airflow of the old lady, she knelt on the ground without hesitation and performed chest compressions to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation: "Who can call an ambulance, or  Go to a hospital next door and borrow a stretcher, wheelchair, etc"

    After explaining this, Mengshi has no time to care about whether the people around her will help. At this moment, her mind is full of the first aid knowledge she has learned in the previous training. She continues to press the old grandmother's chest in a standard posture, racing against time, and fighting for life with death!

    In Hangzhou in August, the heat is unbearable, and the surface temperature on the asphalt road is even hotter than the chart.

    A burst of dizziness struck, Mengshi suddenly had a blurred double image of Venus, and then her eyes went dark and her whole body collapsed to one side.

    at this time!

    A strong arm supported Mengshi's arm, and then a circular shadow enveloped her head, and a sunny and clear voice sounded above Mengshi's head: "Miss sister, are you okay?"

    Mengshi tried her best to open her eyes, then looked up, and saw a young boy full of vigor and sunshine, frowning slightly and looking at her, with an oil, paper, and umbrella in his hand.

    Seeing Mengshi's eyes on the oil-paper umbrella, the boy couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and smiled naively: "My family and I came to Hangzhou for a trip, and my mother bought a lot of souvenirs with Jiangnan characteristics, all of which fell into the hands of me, the bag carrier, including  This oil-paper umbrella."

    Mengshi withdrew her scrutiny, continued cardiopulmonary resuscitation and asked at the same time: "Then you should have Wang Xingji's fan in your hand." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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