"What did you say?"
Yan Xinxin’s already pale face grew even whiter at this mont.
"Mo Chuxi, what did you say? The baby is gone?"
"This is already the second ti you’ve bled. The doctor said if it happens again, not only will the baby not survive, but you might lose your ability to have children altogether in the future."
"..."
Upon hearing the man’s response, Yan Xinxin froze in stunned silence, barely managing to keep her emotions from collapsing.
The baby was still inside her. Still there...
"Yan Xinxin, next ti don’t act recklessly without thinking about Xi, or the one inside your belly."
Mo Chuxi’s gaze was solemn as he looked at her. After a mont’s pause, his thin lips moved again.
"And ."
"...You?"
Yan Xinxin was stunned. She stared at the man in front of her with utter disbelief.
"If anything happens to you, who will warm my bed?"
"..."
The heart that had been racing suddenly returned to its normal rhythm.
Yan Xinxin lifted the blanket and sat up again.
Mo Chuxi’s handso face darkened slightly. "Yan Xinxin, didn’t you understand what I just said?"
"I’m clear about my situation. I want to know how Chenxi is doing."
"She’s lost too much blood and is still unconscious."
Just as Yan Xinxin got out of bed, she suddenly heard Mo Chuxi’s faint words, and her heartbeat stopped for a second.
"You said Chenxi lost too much blood? She’s still unconscious? How did it co to this? Wasn’t the car supposed to hit ?"
"It hit both of you."
Mo Chuxi corrected her.
"She has soone taking care of her. You don’t need to worry."
"How could I not worry? I was the one who brought her out!"
"You already used your own body to protect her. What more do you want?"
As the words fell, the hospital room plunged into silence.
Yan Xinxin sat back down on the bed, her mood oppressively heavy.
She didn’t have the courage to recall what had happened at the ti—she only rembered holding little Chenxi in her arms as she trembled terribly...
The children’s care ward.
In the corridor.
The overlapping sound of hurried footsteps echoed from not far away.
Mu Qianshui’s elegant figure rushed into the VIP room, her assistant Mira quickly closing the door behind her to block the pursuing reporters outside.
"Sorry, everyone, Miss Qianshui’s relative is currently hospitalized and still unconscious. Please give her so privacy."
Mira politely dismissed the gossiping reporters.
"Then may we ask about last night’s incident involving Lady Mu and the woman called Yan Xinxin at the Xiao family’s banquet—"
"The Lady Yan you’re referring to is also at this hospital."
Mira interrupted with annoyance.
"If you want to know what actually happened with that picture, you can go find her."
Upon hearing this, the dia reporters exchanged glances before turning to inquire with the nurses about Yan Xinxin’s room.
"Hmph!"
Mira sneered in disdain and pushed the door open to enter the room. She saw Ning Zitong about to leave and greeted her warmly with a big smile.
"Mrs. Mu, hello."
Ning Zitong nodded gloomily and glanced back at Mu Qianshui.
"You stay to watch over Xixi for now—I’ll be heading ho."
"Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll take care of Xixi."
"Alright."
Ning Zitong reluctantly took another look at the unconscious little Chenxi lying in the hospital bed before finally leaving.
"That Yan Xinxin is really putting on a show. She even dragged Chenxi along to get into a car crash. No need to think about it—she’s definitely trying to stir up publicity!"
Mira questioned disdainfully, noticing Mu Qianshui standing at the bedside, focused intently on so paperwork.
"Honey, what are you looking at?" she asked curiously as she approached.
Mu Qianshui set down the docunt. "Turns out Xixi is panda blood—RHAB blood type, sa as Chuxi."
"RHAB? There aren’t many people with that blood type in Ancheng, are there?"
"Mira, honestly, don’t you think Xixi looks a bit like Chuxi?"
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