I said that I was originally going for a prenatal check-up. Suddenly, my stomach hurt. I couldn't walk anymore.
Now, the paramedics arrived.
I was lying in the ambulance. Then I received a call from Paisley.
"Sister-in-law, why haven't you come yet? Didn't you agree to come to my hospital for a prenatal examination today?"
"Hurry up and come over. It was not easy for me to make an appointment for you. The doctor is busy. He can't wait."
I couldn't help but sneer in my heart, thinking, "Are you going to make me go there, find out that there is a girl in my belly, and kill me?"
...
I paused and said indifferently, "Thank you very much. Paisley, I can't come today. Tell the doctor that I am not feeling well. I have gone to the Municipal Hospital. I won't go to your place."
After speaking, I blocked all contact information of Paisley.
"I don't believe it. I am at the Municipal Hospital. Can Giana, Henry, and Paisley find a way to do those wicked things?"
An ambulance quickly sent me to the hospital.
The reason why I was more at ease with the Municipal Hospital was because the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department was my cousin.
With her around, I was much more at ease.