C807 Miscarriage

Zhang Xiaoyin: "..."

Fu Shengbing: Oh? So much trouble, does it hurt?

Zhang Xiaoyin: "..."

Fu Shengbing: You still want to scrape the palace? How to shave? Is the doctor going to put his hand in there — why isn't that cruel?

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After hanging up the phone, Fu Shengbing's face was already drenched in cold sweat. She wiped it with her sleeve and stuttered at me