The Second Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty-Six Chapters Are Vicious

"Who are the family members of the mother on the 22nd?" The doctor walked in front of them. It was the old maid doctor Ren Qianqian said. She was about forty years old, meticulous, and at first glance she was a calm and self-controlled professional.

"She's a maternity mother-in-law!"

Ren Qianqian grabbed the old witch and asked nervously, "Doctor, didn't the mother say it was fine just now, why did she bleed heavily? Will something be wrong?"

"Women will encounter many emergencies during childbirth, and no one can guarantee 100% safety. Are you the mother-in-law of the mother? Hurry up and sign, and I will rescue them immediately." The doctor was very calm, which made Meimei and the others feel at ease.

The old witch understood now, this little bitch, Qiqige, was bleeding profusely, and now she needs to be rescued, waiting for her to sign!

What Does Maternal Bleeding Mean?

Although the old witch is illiterate, she also knows that this situation is very dangerous, and she may die if she is not careful.

A life ahhhhhhhhh...

The old witch's thoughts moved, anyway, the money-losing granddaughter has been born, and the son can do business there. As for the life and death of this little bitch, Qiqige, it's none of her business!

Better dead!

Her son can marry the county magistrate's daughter, which is a hundred times stronger than his character!

"How much will the rescue cost?"

The old witch did not directly say that she would not rescue her. She has learned to be smart now, and her son still has feelings for her character, so he cannot let his son resent her.

She said that there was no money to save people, and after another hour, the blood on Qiqige's body was also drained, and it had nothing to do with her, nor did she directly kill this little bitch!

"The doctor's duty is to save lives and heal the wounded, and the charges are for the toll office. I can't say how much it will cost. The mother's life is at stake, please sign as soon as possible!"

The doctor glanced coldly at the old witch, frowned slightly, and had a general idea in his heart, and was very sympathetic to Qiqige in the delivery room.

For such an important matter of giving birth, her husband did not appear, and her mother-in-law was cold-hearted and did not care about her life or death. She had seen countless tragedies like this in the delivery room.

Although he has already practiced the Vajra Heart, he still can't help but get angry.

"If it's too much money, our family can't afford it, or I'll take the mother home and treat it with local methods. Women in our village sometimes bleed heavily when they give birth to babies, and the local methods are very clever.

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The old witch pushed three and four, but refused to sign.

Ren Qianqian was furious and scolded: "You are deliberately trying to kill Qiqige. The doctor said that if you don't rescue Qiqige, you will die. You are still pushing and pulling here, hurry up and sign it for me!"

"You don't have back pain when you stand and talk, so who will pay for the surgery? Qiqige is so strong, it's not just bleeding, what's the danger, when I haven't given birth to a child!"

"I will pay for the surgery fee, you just need to sign." Meimei said coldly.

"I'm illiterate and illiterate."

If the old witch can't make a plan, she has another plan.

"What's your name, I'll write it down, and you'll draw it." Meimei was patient, and now that his character was at the juncture of life and death, he couldn't go wrong.

"Wan Jinlian..." The old witch grunted.

Meimei took the paper and wrote it one stroke at a time, especially straight.

"Follow this picture!"

The old witch shivered, and for some reason, Meimei didn't look as fierce as Ren Qianqian, but she was frightened from the bottom of her heart, and her back was cold.

But thinking of the county magistrate's daughter, the old witch firmed her mind again, deliberately drawing a talisman like a ghost, either the hand hurts, or the pen is unstable, and it took her several minutes to grind.

Meimei had already seen the vicious thoughts of this old witch, and she deliberately wanted to delay time and kill Qiqige.

What an old narcissist! r

"You can't draw a gourd just like that, right? Will it work?"

Meimei kicked the old witch's knee, and the old witch knelt abruptly on the floor with a very painful expression.