Out of professional instinct, Zhao Yumo rushed over immediately.
The woman's face was pale at this time, beads of sweat as big as soybeans rolled down her forehead, and her hair was stained.
A trace of blood slowly flowed out from under her skirt.
As a doctor, her experience told her that this woman's problem might be related to her pregnancy. "Miss, are you pregnant?"
The woman looked at her painfully, her voice trembling with pain, "I...I...don't know."
"Then when did your menstrual period come?"
"This month is already a week late and it hasn't come yet."
After hearing what she said, Zhao Yumo had already roughly estimated the situation in her mind, and she said urgently: "Sister, you either had a miscarriage or had an ectopic pregnancy. The situation is not optimistic...
I am a gynecologist and I will take you to our hospital."
Zhao Yumo knew that if it was an ectopic pregnancy, the woman's life would be in danger for one minute, and a lot of time would be wasted waiting for the ambulance to arrive.
So we had to find a car to take her to the hospital right away.
Zhang Yueze avoided Zhao Yumi and was about to drive away when he stopped because of the scene in front of him.
Zhao Yumo saw that Zhang Yueze's car was just beside the street, so he helped the woman walk towards him.
"This little lady's condition is very critical. Can you take her to the hospital?"
Zhang Yueze is not a good person, but he is not a bad person either. Originally, if he saw someone in critical condition, it wouldn't matter if he sent him to the hospital.
But the woman in front of me, with blood dripping down her legs in large drops, was so shocking.
Although he is not hemophobic, he is afraid of seeing blood.
He shuddered when he thought that the blood came from the woman's place.
He immediately lost all interest in women.
If there was a pool of blood like this on his car, he would never want to drive it again.
He gave up his tens of millions of luxury cars for a woman he never knew, thank you.
Thinking of this, he became somewhat reluctant to speak, "I'm afraid of blood, so you'd better find a taxi to take her there."
Zhao Yumo was anxious, and his beautiful eyebrows were squeezed together, "Her situation is not optimistic. There are so many red lights on the road, and a lot of time is wasted just waiting for the red lights. How dare a taxi run through a red light... You rich people
Son, speeding, running a red light, it’s a piece of cake to tell you, I’ll give you a drink and it’ll be settled... I hope you’ll be kind for once.”