Mu Chengfeng glanced at him coldly, and the dean couldn't help but shudder.
She couldn't help but murmur to herself, he was obviously so young, but his momentum made even her feel intimidated.
The dean coughed slightly in embarrassment and said slowly in his usual professional tone: "I mean, Miss Ning Yazhi is pregnant."
She paused and tentatively observed Mu Chengfeng's expression.
His extremely handsome, god-like face still had an expression of indifference, and his facial features were obviously so perfect, as if they were God's meticulous masterpieces, but they were so cold and hard. Even if the warm sunshine in winter shone on his body, it could not melt away his coldness.
The dean was a little disappointed. It seemed that the relationship between Mr. Mu and Miss Ning Yazhi was not what she imagined. She could not explain it to Mr. Mu, so she continued: "The report written by her attending doctor at the meeting was
, Miss Ning Yazhi proposed to him her desire for abortion, so he will refer Miss Ning Yazhi to the gynecologist, who will be responsible for it. Mr. Mu, please rest assured that the gynecologists in our hospital are all excellent and experienced talents, and Miss Ning Yazhi will
If you are less than three months pregnant, there is no danger in miscarriage at this time."
She didn't notice at all that Mu Chengfeng's fists were clenched tightly, and his nails dug into the palms of his hands so deeply that even blood came out, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.
He only heard that Ning Yazhi was pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
She was actually pregnant. He didn't need to guess at all to know that Ning Ya was carrying his flesh and blood. Damn that woman, she dared to have a miscarriage behind his back. Was she impatient?
Or does she hate him so much in her heart? She hates him so much that she doesn’t even want to keep his flesh and blood?! Those are her biological flesh and blood, the fruit of their love, and she can bear to abort them?
Mu Chengfeng only felt the anger rising up in his chest that could destroy everything, and the veins in his fists became more obvious. Fortunately, he had extraordinary control, otherwise, he would have really punched the dean's innocent face.
face.
His lips pursed tighter and his pupils shrank into a straight line, like a dangerous and bloodthirsty beast. At this moment, he exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
The dean was stunned. The aura seemed to bounce her away hard, hit the wall hard, and then fell heavily to the ground.
What a powerful, terrifying aura.
She can barely breathe!
She has been living in society for decades, and has never been so afraid of a person, and the object of her fear is a man who is at least twenty years younger than her.
Just when she thought she was about to suffocate due to his aura, a cold voice sounded: "You, stop her from having an abortion."
The dean was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to explain to him that as a professional doctor, he must respect the patient's wishes. Moreover, doctors can only provide professional opinions and skills and have no right to stop them.
The bloodthirsty look in Mu Chengfeng's eyes became more and more obvious. He turned his head, looked at the dean coldly, and repeated slowly in a tone that could not be refused: "Stop her from miscarrying, otherwise, we will use the entire hospital.
Including you coming to the funeral."
"But..." The dean swallowed hard, and after touching his bloodthirsty gaze, she quickly said: "I asked someone to convince her, but that lady seems to be very independent.
It’s not that we can convince you, sir, you can think of another way..."
Finding that his expression was even colder, the dean did not dare to stay any longer and left in a hurry.