Chapter 1 The Woman Who Left a Message

  My name is Lin Suo, I opened a small clinic.

  The money from the clinic is actually not enough for expenses, so I also write some things online in my spare time.

  That day I updated as usual and casually took a look at the readers' comments, apart from the usual "hurry up and update", I suddenly saw a message left by a reader named Hongyan Mili.

  "I heard you've opened a clinic, can you help me with something?"

  I find it unbelievable, after all I attach great importance to privacy and have never mentioned in my previous writings that I also opened a clinic, but how did this Red Smoke know about this?

  I think it might be someone I know, seeing what I wrote and leaving a message as a joke, so after thinking about it, I didn't pay much attention to it, just deleted the message, not wanting too many people to know.

  This little episode seemed to have blown over, but a week later, the name "Hongyan Mili" appeared again in my guestbook, and she continued to leave messages.

  "Deleted my comment, don't want to help me?"

  I feel a bit suspicious, my friends around me shouldn't be so bored. Since I deleted it, they should understand that I don't want too many people to know about my other clinic. But this Hong Yan keeps mentioning this matter repeatedly, I think there might be something fishy going on with this person.

  So I replied in private chat below: "Add me on QQ, private chat."

  After replying, Hongyan added me on QQ three days later. Her QQ name only had the first two characters, "Hongyan". I had a psychological guess that she might be a woman.

  "Hello, are you Hongyan from Book Review?" I sent a message over.

  I took a look at the information of Hongyan, only to find that it seemed to have been intentionally deleted by someone. Many things that were originally there had been deleted by the owner, including personal data and space, leaving nothing behind. The only thing that couldn't be deleted was the penguin level, which indicated that it wasn't a newly registered account.

  Half an hour later, she replied.

  "Alright."

  I still feel uncomfortable in my heart, waiting for half an hour just to wait for her favor?

  However, in order to ask clearly who she was and why she knew about me opening a clinic, I endured the anger and continued to ask.

  "May I ask who you are? How did you know I opened a clinic?"

  I wanted to move away and have a cup of coffee first, but in just a few seconds the penguin flashed by. s173 said on the Romance Bar

  "Tell you, will you help me?"

  I seem to have gotten used to this person's illogical way of speaking, so I'm also quite calm about it.

  My fingers flew quickly across the keyboard and I said, "Let's talk about how I can help you first."

  "Help me get rid of the child in my belly." These words appeared on the screen.

  My first instinct is one of contempt, because I have always despised people who want to have an abortion. If they didn't want to give birth, they should have taken care of themselves from the start, and that man, he can't even take care of his own few centimeters, yet it's still the woman who suffers.

  "But a business delivered to my doorstep is one I have no reason not to do, so I replied: 'For several months?'"

  However, a little later, the woman sent over: "Since you agreed, I will go find you."

  Then I looked at the woman's avatar again, which had already turned gray. I restrained myself from cursing out that physiological reaction. What did she mean by saying I agreed? When did I agree? I directly blocked this inexplicable person called Red Smoke.

  It's been over a month since this thing happened, and in my opinion, that red smoke didn't ask for my address again, and it never appeared in my comment area again. I naturally forgot about this matter little by little.

  Until around the 2nd, because it was a small clinic, generally only doing some neighborhood visits, mornings and evenings were relatively quiet, which was also when I stayed in the clinic to write some drafts.

  Because there were rewards in the book that day, I had to update more, and it was delayed until after 11 pm. After finishing writing, I hurriedly prepared to close the clinic, take a bath and sleep.

  At this time, the streets outside were already deserted, and it was not a bustling city area, so there weren't many people wandering around.

  But just as I was about to close the clinic door, I suddenly saw someone outside on the street who seemed to be walking towards me. He was wearing a red short-sleeved shirt and white pants. I shook my head, thinking it was just an illusion from writing for too long, which is something that often happens. But this time it clearly wasn't, because the person had already walked up to me.

  She's a beauty, my first impression, big eyes, small nose, and a melon-seed-shaped face, a standard beauty.

  "Is the beauty sick?" I asked tentatively.

  The woman nodded, and I had no choice but to let her in. Actually, my drowsy mood was slightly lifted, after all it wasn't early, a beauty came to the clinic, a lone man and a lone woman, who knows if there's mutual affection, dry wood meets fierce fire, sparks fly everywhere, although it's just a remote possibility, but everything is possible, right?

  However, when the woman walked into the clinic, the light dimmed slightly, and I felt something was off. The woman's skin was very pale, even to the point of being frighteningly white, with no blood color at all. It was as if she had severe anemia. Moreover, she was barefoot. What made me feel increasingly uneasy was that her white pants were actually a pair of mourning pants.

  What kind of trend is this that makes people wear their underpants outside? I thought to myself, and suddenly felt at a loss.

  "Sit down, where is the beautiful woman uncomfortable?" I asked as I let this woman sit down.

  The woman also sat down, but after sitting down, her slightly bulging belly became more apparent. I could naturally see that this woman should be pregnant. Pregnancy is most taboo for bare feet on the ground. How could her family not know, and still let a pregnant woman come out alone in the middle of the night...

  "I've been looking for you." The woman raised her head and our eyes met, giving me a shock.

  No gods, haze... My first feeling.

  "Looking for me? Have we met?" I asked hesitantly after a half-second pause.

  The woman slowly shook her head, as if to remind me, and said: "I'm here to take this child away."

  The woman pointed at her bulging belly as she spoke.

  I shook my head subconsciously and waved my hand, saying: "This I can't do, you'd better find time to go to a big hospital for a check-up."

  Suddenly the whole world seemed to have fallen silent, and I could even hear my own heartbeat. The woman stared at me with a vacant gaze that made me feel really uncomfortable, just like staring into the pupils of a blind person, which would also give me goosebumps.

  "You promised me."

  The woman's expression was somewhat strange, as if she was complaining, yet also requesting, and warning at the same time. Her voice remained very calm, but to my ears, it sounded like a killer's final notice.

  My memory was suddenly triggered, my fingers inexplicably tensed up and tapped on the table one by one. When I get tense to a certain extent, I will do this action. I can even hear the tremble in my own voice as I said: "You... are Hong Yan..."

  When she heard that, the woman finally smiled, with the corners of her mouth twitching and slightly raised, as if the lower half of her face was unrelated to the upper half. The lower part was smiling, while the upper part didn't change at all, not even a slight curve of the eye corners existed.

  "Is she human......" I had such a question for the first time in my life.

  But then I overturned my own ridiculous question, pressed down on my voice, and forced myself to calm down. "Miss Hongyan, your fetus is already over three months old," I said. "The facilities here can't help you have a smooth abortion. You'd better go to some big hospital. I really can't do anything."

  "No, it has to be you." The woman's tone changed.

  I'm getting annoyed. Originally, I didn't have a good temper to begin with, and then this woman came out of nowhere and suddenly my anger flared up.

  "Sorry, I'm closed here, could you leave?"

  I'm saying this, to be honest, is a bit unkind, after all, at this time point, pushing out a pregnant woman, no matter what, it's not quite justifiable, but I've already been unable to hold back my anger.

  "You help me get rid of this kid, I'll do whatever you want." The woman still stared stubbornly at me, but now she was standing up. I was racking my brains for what to do to drive this woman away. Next second, I suddenly looked at my own shadow.

  My mind is really dizzy at this moment, I suddenly feel like my back is being tightly pressed by hundreds of steel needles, and if I'm not careful, I don't know how I'll die. My forehead has also broken out in sweat, and I was originally afraid of death. This time, it feels like my calf muscles are about to cramp up.

  "I...". I wanted to say something, maybe that I was willing to help her get rid of the child, or maybe beg for my life, but at this moment, words were stuck in my throat and not a single sound could come out.

  Suddenly I felt my breathing become a bit heavy, feeling the air start to thicken, my gaze never leaving this woman.

  The woman also kept staring at me, as if she wanted to swallow me in her pupils. I also felt a wave of drowsiness sweeping over me.

  I don't know how much time passed, it could have been a second or ten minutes, or maybe the next time I blinked my eyes, the woman in front of me was gone, disappearing directly from my sight.

  My legs went weak and I sat down on the ground, was it a dream? But I was standing...