Chapter 844
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The middle-aged woman immediately shut her mouth. She apologized to Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian before rushing into the house.
Song Qingchun stood where she was for a while before following after her. The moment she stepped into the house, she saw a girl about six or seven ramming her head against the wall.
Her forehead was bleeding profusely, but she continued to ram her head against the wall like she couldn't feel the pain.
The middle-aged woman who had been replaced by Sister Yang and the young woman who had run out to stop the girl, but the girl seemed to have lost her mind. She struggled and shook her head from side to side, trying to ram her head against the wall. It was not until the young woman gave her a shot of tranquilizer that the girl slowly drifted off to sleep.
After Sister Yang bandaged the girl's head, she apologized to Song Qingchun, who was standing beside her, and led her out of the house.
"This Xiao Duo, I forgot to tell you, her parents are biological siblings."
Sister Yang's words caused the blood to drain from Song Qingchun's face. Her teeth chattered for a long time before she asked, "Does she do this often?"
"Yes, thankfully it's during the day, and we're all there to watch over her. When she goes crazy, we can still stop her, but sometimes at night, she'll knock herself out …"
Whatever Sister Yang said, Song Qingchun didn't hear a single word.
She only knew that when she recovered, Su Zhinian had his arm around her shoulders and was leading her out of this orphanage that was filled with deformed children.
Song Qingchun sat in the car with a pale face. She didn't say a word throughout the journey. Su Zhinian maintained his silence as they drove into the city.
It was not until they entered the city's Fourth Ring Road that Song Qingchun recovered from the scary scene at the Children's Home. Her hand moved instinctively to her stomach, and her eyes darted around before slowly lowering her head. Her gaze fell on the document that Su Zhinian had placed on her knees.
Song Qingchun frowned. After a while, she picked up the document and opened it.
There were two plane tickets, hers and Su Zhinian's from Beijing to Shanghai. Other than that, there was also a hospital receipt from Shanghai People's Hospital. The surgery was an abortion, and the date was next Wednesday.
Song Qingchun stared at the words "induced abortion" for a long time before she realized what it meant. Then, without warning, tears started to fall from her eyes.
She did not know whether it was because she was afraid or angry, but for some reason, a fire rose in her chest. She turned around to glare at Su Zhinian, who was driving, and said through chattering teeth, "Su Zhinian, are you trying to have a talk with me? You've already planned this, haven't you? You've never thought about respecting my opinion. You've come prepared for everything you've done today, haven't you? "
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Facing Song Qingchun's question, Su Zhinian bit on his lips. He didn't rush to answer. Instead, he stopped the car by the roadside and turned to look at Song Qingchun. "Tingting, don't get too worked up. You saw how pitiful those children are. Do you want our child to be born as pitiful as them?"
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