,

"ah?"

Su Youqing felt a little guilty and her face turned red.

Song Sanxi came over with a smile on her face.

"Sister, Yourong, it's so late at night and you can't sleep well at home and take care of yourself. What are you doing here?"

There was tiredness on his face, but his attitude was still so friendly.

Su Youqing could only say: "Yourong told me the situation. If I don't believe you can do the operation, we will... um..."

Su Youqing couldn't help it.

She covered her mouth and pushed the car door. The door almost hit Song Sanxi.

She rushed out, stumbling.

I ran to the parking lot and vomited.

Song San was overjoyed and shocked.

Is she really pregnant?

I couldn't help but take another look at Su Yourong.

Su Yourong looked excited, "Hey! Sanxi, I'm afraid the eldest sister is really pregnant. Aren't you a doctor? You can also take traditional Chinese medicine. Can you check her pulse?"

Song Sanxi: "..."

Darling, this beautiful wife is so happy!

Yes, sisterly love is deep!

Looking back at Su Youqing, he thought for a moment and reached for a tissue.

Su Yourong also quickly got out of the car and came over to pay attention.

This time, Su Yourong vomited violently.

It's the kind of saliva that spits out, making people feel like her stomach is about to burst.

Su Yourong, I feel sorry for my sister.

Think about the time when you were pregnant in the early stages, wouldn’t it be the same? I feel the same way.

Song Sanxi felt inexplicably weak inside.

Women are naturally weak animals, and they attract pity.

Especially, pregnant women.

Su Yourong took the paper from his hand and wiped it for Su Youqing.

It took a while for Su Youqing to recover.

I stood up, my hair was messy in the night wind.

Tears, vomited out, eyes wet.

The already gentle young woman next door looked even more pitiful when she looked at her.

She was nervous, fidgeting with her hair, and glanced at Su Yourong and Song Sanxi with some embarrassment.

"I... really don't know what's wrong with me."

It doesn't look like lying with a red face.

"Sister, stop talking and get back to the car. You are pregnant and it is very windy outside! Don't really catch a cold. If you are pregnant, you can't take cold medicine. It is not good for the fetus..."

Su Yourong eagerly pulled her sister back to the car.

At this time, she pressed Su Youqing onto the passenger seat.

She sat in the cab.

"Sanxi, what are you still doing? Come here and take your sister's pulse to see if it's the Xi pulse. Aren't you a miracle doctor?"

Song Sanxi took a deep breath and looked happy, "Okay, this is such a simple thing."

He sat in the back row, leaned forward, stretched out his slender hand, and said, "Sister, please pass your hand to me."

Look how respectful these words are.

Su Youqing was extremely nervous, but she had no choice but to stretch out her white wrist.

This wrist is simply beautiful.

One more point, fatter.

One point less, thinner.

Just right, perfect.

Song Sanxi took his pulse and felt extremely delicate and moist.

Su Youqing blushed with embarrassment and lowered her head.

Next to him, Su Yourong watched eagerly.

"Sanxi, what's going on?"

She looked more anxious than her sister.
Chapter completed!