Her Sniper

The next morning, Mr. sniper woke her up.

It was only seven o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the gynecological hospital.

There are not many people in private hospitals, so they have successfully completed several examinations.

I went out for a meal at noon and came back in the afternoon to get the inspection report.

The doctor said with a smile: "don't worry, mom and baby are very good."

Wen Shishi is still a little worried: "doctor, I want to ask, is the fetal position right?"

"It's fine. No problem. What's the matter?"

Wen Shishi laughed and said, "my mother died of massive bleeding when she gave birth to me just because she was not in the right position. I was a little scared."

The doctor was a little surprised: "the fetal position is not correct No bleeding? General bleeding are ectopic pregnancy, but ectopic pregnancy is impossible to pregnant to full-term, one or two months when the pain can not stand. In which hospital did your mother give birth? "

"In the provincial hospital," Wen said

"It's also a top three hospital. It's not even wrong about the cause of death, is it?" The doctor whispered: "no, the medical level of the provincial hospital is very good. Are you sure your mother died of massive hemorrhage?"

This question is a question of Wen's poetry.

She only heard that from her uncle, but both of them were young men at that time, and it was possible that they could not make clear about women giving birth to children.

"Sorry, I'll call my family first."

The doctor nodded: "it's better to ask clearly. Some pathological lesions are hereditary. If they are, I have to prevent them for you in advance."

Wen Shishi nodded and walked out of the consulting room with his mobile phone.

Mr. sniper was waiting for her outside: "what's the matter? The facial expression is not very good-looking, is the baby not very good? "

"The baby is very good," said Wen Shishi. "I just asked about my mother's death by the way, but what the doctor said is a little different from what my uncle told me. I want to find out."

Mr sniper reassured her: "it's OK."

Wen Shishi made a phone call to his uncle sun Kejian.

Sun Kejian's head quickly picked up: "poetry?"

"Uncle, I want to ask you, did my mother give birth to me in the provincial hospital?"

"Yes," Sun Kejian said inexplicably, "what's the matter? Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"It's OK, but I suddenly think of my mother. Uncle, do you remember why my mother died at that time? "

Sun Kejian sighed, "how can I not remember that your mother gave birth to you prematurely at that time. It took a day and a night to give birth to you. The doctor said that she died of massive bleeding."

“…… Are you sure it's massive bleeding? "

"I remember very clearly. The doctor said that the fetus was not in the right position, so there was a lot of bleeding. The day your mother left The bed is full of blood, all dyed red... "

Wen's poems are like falling into the ice cellar.

"Poetry?"

"Ah, I am." Wen Shishi tried to calm his mood: "I know. How's uncle?"

Speaking of this, sun Kejian was very happy: "it's getting better and better day by day. The doctors your friends are looking for are so powerful. Now your uncle can walk on the ground!"

"That's good, that's good. Uncle, if you need anything, call me

"There is no shortage of anything. The doctors and nurses your friends are looking for are all very professional. Shishi, you should take good care of yourself..."

A little to appease my uncle, Wen Shishi hung up.

Mr. sniper had sensitively sensed something wrong with her.

"Poetry..."

"Mr. sniper, I remember you said that the gynecologist in the provincial hospital who gave me the infertility list had something to do with Li Suli?"

Mr sniper said, "it's old knowledge."

A terrible conjecture hovered in Wen's mind.

She was almost unsteady. Fortunately, Mr. sniper caught her behind her: "Shishi, are you ok?"

"I'm fine."

"You suspect that gynecologist has something to do with your mother's death?"

Wen Shishi nodded and shook her head: "I don't know yet, but my mother's death doesn't seem so simple."

When he returned to the doctor's office, Wen Shishi told the doctor his uncle's words.

The doctor's brow wrinkled into a chuanzi: "no, the position of the fetus will be adjusted by itself when giving birth. Even if it is not adjusted in place, the doctor will find a way to help, and will not let the puerpera live so hard."

Wen Shishi took a deep breath: "doctor, if there is no one to help, what will happen?"

"How can it be torn? Oh, by the way, if it's torn, it's likely to bleed a lot. But the provincial hospital doctors are experienced and qualified, will not dry look at the maternal so birth to die? Even if it is bleeding, the hospital will also timely blood transfusion, there are many ways to save the life of the maternal, not so watching the maternal deathWhat if the doctor just watched and didn't help?

Wen Shishi was in a cold sweat and didn't dare to think about it any more.

"Thank you, doctor," Mr. sniper said. He picked up Wen Shishi and said, "Shishi, let's go home first."

Sitting in the car, Wen Shishi was speechless all the way.

My mind is full of my mother trying to give birth to her alone, while the doctor standing next to me just stood by and watched the blood in her body run out little by little until the oil ran out

"Poetry."

"Ah?" Wen Shishi responded and rubbed his sore Temple: "I didn't pay attention to what you just said."

Mr. sniper touched her pale cheek painfully: "I have asked people to investigate the gynecologist in the provincial hospital on the day your mother gave birth to you, and the results will be available soon."

Wen Shishi nodded and rubbed his side face in his warm big palm: "Mr. sniper, I always think that Li Suli and Wen BoChang are too coincidental. In the past, I only thought they just happened to see each other, but if it comes to the death of my mother, I always feel that there may be something hidden in it."

Mr. sniper has already thought of it.

He just contacted Dylan to check. After all, it was more than 20 years ago. It will take some time to check.

"Don't think about it, wait for my news, eh?"

Wen Shishi gave a gentle "um".

I'm in a state of confusion.

All night long, her dreams were bizarre. She dreamed that her mother was calling her name. She also dreamed that Li Suli's hypocritical face made Wen congcongcong call her cousin.

When I woke up in the morning, Mr. sniper was still around.

"Didn't you go to work?"

"Poetry," Mr. sniper's face was slightly heavy. "We've got the results."

She froze for a moment.

"Wang Yi, a gynecologist in the provincial hospital, grew up with Li Suli. She delivered the baby to your mother at that time."