The doctor who registered Wen Xiangyang saw a girl who looked no older than eighteen or nineteen come alone to inquire about getting an abortion, and couldn't help revealing a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Sign here, and you can get rid of the child," the doctor irresponsibly tossed a piece of paper at Wen Xiangyang.
As Wen Xiangyang looked at the paper, seeing how irresponsible the hospital's doctor was, she hesitated. Just as she was unsure whether or not to sign, her phone rang.
The sudden ringtone startled Wen Xiangyang so much that she shuddered, and the paper in her hand fell to the ground.
She took out her phone, and the screen displayed an unknown number.
Wen Xiangyang hesitated for a moment but pressed the answer button. She then heard a familiar voice from the other end of the phone, "Wen Xiangyang, I really didn't want to target you. But you should never have gotten pregnant with Ah Ge's child. Why should my child belong to another man, while yours is Ah Ge's?"