"Because your lover is an advanced pregnant woman, and coupled with the trauma of this miscarriage, she may not be able to get pregnant again in the future."
Gu Liangmin's face suddenly turned pale.
He let go of the doctor's collar and staggered back a few steps.
Finally, he fell down on the silver-white stool in the corridor in embarrassment.
Not being able to get pregnant again means he can't have a son.
But his traditional concepts are deeply rooted.
Gu Liangmin felt that no matter how successful a man was, his life would be incomplete without a son.
Gu Liangmin suddenly fell into pain.
What should he do in the future? Du Meijun can't give birth to a child, and he would feel sorry for the woman he loves if he finds someone else to give birth to.
Just such a question made Gu Liangmin miserable for a moment, and he hated the three culprits even more.
"Later, your lover will be transferred to the ward, and he will be discharged after a short rest." The doctor's words pulled Gu Liangmin back from the abyss of pain.
"Okay... okay." Gu Liangmin returned to the doctor as if he had lost his soul.
A few minutes later.
As soon as Du Meijun was transferred to the general ward, Gu Liangmin received a call from the police.
"Mr. Gu, the person involved has been summoned to the police station by us. We need you to come here to negotiate and mediate this matter."
Mentioning those three little bastards, Gu Liangmin became filled with anger.
He waved his hand and said loudly in Du Meijun's ward: "There is no need for mediation, just sentence those three to death."
The person on the other end of the phone said to Gu Liangmin seriously: "Mr. Gu, don't say anything impulsive. Even if they are adults, the injuries your wife suffered do not meet the standards of the death penalty. It would be better for you to come over in person."
Gu Liangmin was furious, but he still suppressed his inner anger and returned to the police: "Okay, I'll be right over."
After hanging up the phone, Gu Liangmin almost crushed the phone to pieces.
His old son was already gone before he was born.
Aren't those three little bastards murderers?
Shouldn't someone who kills someone be punished with his life?
Gu Liangmin narrowed his eyes viciously.
No matter what, he really had to go there this time.
He must urge the police to give those three bastards a harsher sentence and make them lose all their money.
However, before going to the police station, he had to call Du Qingyan and ask her to take care of Du Meijun.
Du Meijun is his heart and soul, and he will feel at ease only if his daughter takes care of her personally.
Moreover, Du Meijun had just had a miscarriage, and she was afraid that she would not be able to bear such a blow. Only by having her daughter by her side could she better soothe her emotions.
At this time, Du Qingyan was looking at the company's financial statements.
She was so frightened by today's financial statements that she almost fainted.
Just after all K-brand cosmetics were removed from the shelves, the financial statements experienced a Waterloo-like decline.
Opposite Du Qingyan, sat the manager of the product research and development department.
Du Qingyan frowned and asked him: "When will the new product be developed?"
The manager of the R&D department scratched his head helplessly: "It will take a few months at least, and even if it is developed, it may not sell as well as the K brand. In fact, the brands that our company has not removed from the shelves are all independently developed.
Yes, but you should also know that the effect is not good, so the sales volume is not satisfactory."
Du Qingyan suddenly became irritable: "According to you, our entire evening beauty industry is supported by the K-brand?"
"yes."
Du Qingyan was instantly worried.
Is there no other way besides cooperating with Song Wan?