Xia Lei didn't know how he left the ultrasound room.
He stumbled outside in a daze.
The examination report was clutched in his hand.
His face was deathly pale.
Originally, he had been clinging to a sliver of fantasy, a fantasy that Doctor Li had been mistaken.
The ultrasound image shattered his fantasy.
Song Qiang, who had been waiting outside, saw Xia Lei come out and hurried over. "How did it go?"
Xia Lei didn't say a word.
Song Qiang snatched the report, and after seeing its contents, his face instantly turned livid.
"Old Xia, we have to call the police!"
Xia Lei was both furious and terrified.
He scanned his surroundings, terrified that a few burly men would rush out, pin him down, and drag him away.
"Old Xia, Old Xia, are you okay?"
Song Qiang noticed something was wrong with Xia Lei.
"Oh, oh... Right, the police. We have to call the police."
Xia Lei snapped out of it. He reached for his phone, only to realize he had left it at Song Qiang's house.
