Chapter 2 Get rid of the baby

Susan has no time to rejoice, it was like falling into an abyss. Almost subconsciously, she gripped the bed sheet and said, "no, I want to keep this baby." Chandler gave her a cold look and said, "It's not up to you." "My baby." She gripped the sheet, stubbornly stared at him, and said, word for word, "I want it." He snorted coldly and grimly: "You think you can still make decisions now, this child must be aborted." "On what grounds!" The hand squeezing the bed sheet still did not let go but clenched tighter and tighter, her eyes also gradually reddened. In response to his cold gaze, Susan gave in and pleaded, "Please let me have it, and I promise not to let him bother you in the future." Chandler pursed his lips without saying another word and walked out of the room after giving her a cold look. "Chandler ...... don't do this, don't ......" she hurriedly pulled the needle out of her hand and got out of bed. Susan panicked and chased after him trying to beg him again, begging him to keep this child. But before she got to the door, she was blocked by two people in black. Susan tried her best to squeeze out, but the two men did not move. As she watched Chandler walk away, Susan's heart grew cold. The Grays came up to her, and she stood in the doorway looking sad. Mrs. Gray gave a cold, contemptuous look and said disdainfully, "Serves you right." They left, too, leaving Susan in the room. The doctor came over and stood in front of her, not knowing what to say. Looking at her sitting on the floor, blood had begun to seep from the needle holes in her hands, and the doctor unconsciously rummaged in his pockets, but ultimately found nothing. "...... "... Don't be sad, you'll get pregnant again." He advised carefully, with mixed emotions in his eyes. Susan looked up at him, her expression gradually returning to calm, "I want to keep this child." "This is not something we can decide." That doctor was a little embarrassed. She shook her head, wanted to laugh but could not, and then looked up at him and said, "Can you, tell them that this child has been aborted. I ...... I want to keep him, I ......" Susan felt that her tongue was not too sharp, and moved her hands and feet haphazardly when she spoke with emotion. "Just keep him, and I'll take care of the rest myself. I beg you, don't kill my baby ......" The doctor was surprised to see her kneeling in front of himself, his heart softened for a moment, but the man's orders had to be listened to. Faced with her request, the doctor could only ruthlessly refuse, "Sorry, I can't do this." "I beg you, save my baby. This is my only thought, don't tell them ......" Susan couldn't help but get emotional again and kowtowed several times, her forehead was already bruised. The doctor helped her up. "It's not up to us... ...... You can have another baby.....you just......" "You can't help me." She lifted her head, looking miserable. The messy hair mixed with the blood on her forehead looked a little creepy. The doctor managed to calm himself and spoke a few words of comfort. She was quiet, too, in a trance. When the doctor saw that she had quieted down, he slowly helped her back to the bed. Seeing that she looked dazed, the doctor sighed helplessly, and then went out. Before he reached the door, he heard a noise. He turned quickly, saw the mess of the bedclothes, and saw her jump from the window. The doctor's eyelid gave a heavy skip, and he looked close to the window. There was no sign of her. "Help, the patient has run away." He deliberately delayed a few seconds before calling out, and the people on guard outside immediately came in. The doctor spread his hands, slightly helpless, "the patient just jumped from this side, but I can't see anyone. This is the second floor, she should not go far." The two men looked at each other, and then one went to make a phone call and the other went to find someone. The doctor looked back at a black car parked under the shade of lush trees. There were two trees below, and it wasn't too clear to see. Susan was squatting in that car, looking pale. "I beg you, let me hide, please, don't let me go." Susan pleadingly looked at the man in front of her, her face was covered with hair and blood, looking woefully. She covered her belly with one hand and stroked her knee with the other, which had knocked hard on the car. Outside came a lot of people, Susan shivered and shrunk a little, see those people come over, nerves immediately tightened. "Please, let me stay for a while." She pleaded, at this moment this man in front of her is her only straw, Susan grabbed him and refused to let go, afraid that she was given up by him.