Chapter 964
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Su Zhinian had just said the first name, but before he could finish the rest of the sentence, Song Qingchun, who was standing before him, suddenly blanched. She held her stomach and took two steps back.
"Tingting?" Su Zhinian's face filled with anxiety. He ignored his untidy tie and rushed to Song Qingchun's side. "What's wrong?"
Song Qingchun held her stomach and grumbled softly, "Pain." Then she groaned.
Su Zhinian, who was in contact with her body, could feel how much pain she was in. He started to panic, and his brain started to slow down. "Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt? "
"Stomach …" Song Qingchun only managed to get one word out before her body shuddered from the pain.
Stomach? Stomach? Stomach?
Su Zhinian's fingers that held Song Qingchun started to shake. Without thinking, he yelled, "Secretary Yang! Secretary Yang! "
Following the commotion, Secretary Yang rushed into the room. She was about to greet Miss Song when she was shocked by the scene before her. Thankfully, she was already married and had a child. When she saw Song Qingchun's wet pants, she quickly said, "CEO … CEO Su, Miss … Miss … Song … Miss … Song … She's giving birth …"
Giving birth? Giving birth?
Even though this was his first child, Su Zhinian, who had done a lot of preparation, glanced at Song Qingchun's lower body. Her water had indeed broken. He quickly picked her up in his arms and ordered Secretary Yang, "I'll send Tingting to the hospital now. Call the doctors I've contacted earlier and tell them to prepare for this!"
"Also, call the Song family and have them go to the second floor to take my bag to the hospital!
"Also, have someone go downstairs to start the car!"
Su Zhinian had just reached the door when Song Qingchun grabbed his arm weakly. He lowered his head to look at Song Qingchun, whose forehead was covered in sweat from the pain. His heart ached, and he instinctively consoled her, "Tingting, don't be afraid, we'll be at the hospital soon, just bear with it …"
Due to the pain, Song Qingchun kept groaning. After a while, she forced out a weak voice. "Divorce …"
She's still thinking about divorce at a time like this?
Su Zhinian staggered. "Tingting, we'll talk about this later …"
"No …" Song Qingchun shook her head. She was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, but Su Zhinian knew what she was thinking.
What did he mean by 'if I don't get a divorce, I won't have the strength to have children'?
Su Zhinian's lips quivered, and the words that came out of his mouth were stuttering. "Tingting, don't …"
Following Su Zhinian's words, Song Qingchun yelped in pain, and Su Zhinian read another sentence from her mind. If you don't divorce me, I'll definitely be depressed, and the depression will result in a difficult labor …
Su Zhinian's face was even paler than Song Qingchun.
So painful … As Song Qingchun's heart groaned in pain, her thoughts returned to the earlier topic. If I have a difficult labor, I might have a hemorrhage …
If not for the fact that Su Zhinian was rushing down the stairs with Song Qingchun in his arms, he would have knelt to the floor in fear at the thought in her heart.
If I bleed, both of us might die …
Two lives in one body?
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