"It's her bad, it's her bad!" Jiao's mother was crazy and stretched out her arms to tear Ma Jiarong. "It's her bad, and she can't keep my son, so my son will go out to find women! If she is good enough, my son will have her, so how can she go out to find those unclean women? It's her fault, it's all her fault! I've told my Qiangzi long ago that she can't marry her. She's just a messenger, but he doesn't listen! It's all her fault..."

The nurse was so angry that she took out her cell phone to call the security guard.

Jiao Qiang grabbed Jiao's mother's arm and pushed her back hard: "Mom, stop making trouble, I beg you, stop making trouble! There are people here, and people have videos taken and posted online, so I have no shame to see people!"

People nowadays love to shoot videos.

I like to take photos and videos for big and small matters and post them online.

He has syphilis, and this kind of thing must not be spread.

If it spreads, those who know him in the future will regard him as a virus and hide from him when they see him.

And his dessert shop... Although syphilis cannot be transmitted through food, who dares to buy desserts made by people who have syphilis?

His store is finished!

If the dessert shop cannot be opened, his whole family will lose income.

How can he cure his illness without income?

Jiao Yong was a man who wanted to save face. After hearing Jiao Qiang's words, he pulled Jiao's mother out: "Okay, go home quickly, don't be embarrassed here anymore!"

He forced Jiao's mother away.

Jiao Qiang looked around and didn't find anyone who was filming the video. He breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Ma Jiarong and whispered: "Rongrong, I know I was wrong. I dare not do it anymore. Don't worry, I will work hard to make money in the future and live with you wholeheartedly. I..."

"Get out!" Ma Jiarong interrupted him with a loud slap in the face: "Jiao Qiang, you are so disgusting! You are so disgusting that you are so disgusting? Get out quickly! Get out as far as you go, I will never want to see you again in my life! I want to divorce you, I must divorce you!"

What else Jiao Qiang wants to say, the hospital security guard has arrived.

The nurse said to the security guard: "He makes trouble, take him out."

"No, I don't..." Jiao Qiang argued.

"Get out! Get out quickly!" Ma Jiarong looked at him with hatred, and she shouted at the top of her lungs.

Jiao Qiang opened his mouth but failed to make a sound.

He lowered his head and left the hospital dejectedly.

Back at the store, the cashier and two pastry chefs had already left.

"They resigned," Jiao Yong said expressionlessly: "We left in a hurry. We forgot to pick up the test form on the ground. They saw it. They were afraid that they would be infected by you. They didn't even need the salary this month, so they left."

Jiao Qiang sat on the chair, his whole body felt like something was drained from it, and his head was in a mess.

"Why are you so confused?" Jiao Yong looked at him with regret, feeling heartbroken: "How dirty are prostitutes? When you sleep with them, you feel uncomfortable? Why don't you pay attention and get such a fatal disease?"

"I don't know...I don't know..." Jiao Qiang hugged his head in pain: "So many people prostitution women, but others are fine. Why do I get this disease? Why am I so unlucky? Why am I so unlucky?"
Chapter completed!