Realizing who the woman inside was, it was not only the fortysothing chief physician but also an older nurse standing behind her who reacted even faster. She covered her mouth, almost in astonishnt and even a bit dazedly murmured, "Could it... be Second Lady Ning Wan from the Ning Family? How could it be?"
Although there hasn’t been much news about Ning Wan in recent years and she was almost in a state of concealed identity, the story of Ning Wan chasing Xi Mohan for over a decade was once sensational. As the hospital belongs to Xi Group, they naturally paid more attention to tidbits about their own Boss than others.
What they admired the most was undoubtedly the perseverance of Ning Wan over those ten-plus years, even though later Xi chose not Eldest Lady Ning, Ning Yan’er.
However, many people still searched for photos of Ning Wan online after learning about her deeds, finding her indeed very beautiful, and even more appealing the more they looked. Many felt that Ning Wan was even more beautiful than Ning Yan’er, especially since they all knew later that she was less favored in the Ning Family. Driven by admiration and sympathy, most people beca fans of Ning Wan.
The speaking nurse was one of those who greatly admired Ning Wan’s perseverance and had beco a fan, but she simply could not associate the woman in the hospital room who was extrely pale and excessively thin with their legendary goddess.
The fortysothing physician thoughtfully, and belatedly dropped a hint to snap them out of it, "Just look at the na on the dical record, then you’ll know whether the person in the room is the Second Lady Ning or not." After that, he turned around and headed for his office.
Now that it’s confird the person inside is Second Lady Ning, and seeing Xi’s anxious attitude towards the Second Lady Ning, most importantly, the child that Second Lady Ning lost, there’s a ninety-nine percent chance it was Xi’s, so they now need to be even more vigilant and ticulous in their treatnt.
Otherwise, they might not only lose their jobs later but might also have no place in An City in the future.
They absolutely believe that Xi Mohan has the power to ban any one of them... even if he wanted to ban everyone, he has the capability.
The nurses hurriedly flipped through the dical record, and indeed the patient information written on it was Ning Wan, and that was from the ID found on the woman in the hospital room.
The hospital room was very quiet, only the sounds of the machines were audible. As soon as Xi Mohan entered the room, his gaze directly fell on the woman lying on the hospital bed.
The familiar face, seemingly as if missed in nurous days and nights, caused his initially brisk pace to slow dramatically, as if he feared the person before him would vanish.
At that mont, Xi Mohan felt a sharp pang in his chest, a bit painful and extrely uncomfortable, as if a trapped beast was watching that colorless face that hardly had any flesh, and his breathing started to be slowly stripped away while sothing seed to be stuck in his throat.
Wanwan... his hoarse voice echoed in the room, very soft, almost as if whispering murmurings.
...
Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen went to eat, and then wanted to go straight back to the hospital to take care of Ning Wan. They finally found her, and moreover, Ning Wan not only had a mild concussion but also... miscarried and lost a child. She couldn’t be at ease.
During the al, her emotions were constantly tense, but as soon as she sat in Lu Jingchen’s car, her tightly wound emotions suddenly relaxed, and without realizing it, she fell asleep directly.
Lu Jingchen, seeing Song Qiao asleep directly in the car, also very clearly knew she was too tired lately. He thought for a while and decided to turn the car around and head towards the villa.
As for Ning Wan in the hospital, he wasn’t worried, since Xi Mohan had already gone to the hospital, and had also called him earlier; he believed Xi Mohan would personally, or send soone to take good care of Ning Wan.
When Song Qiao woke up, it was already past three in the morning. She sat up abruptly as if on reflex, like she had a nightmare, her breathing rapid from the start.
Lu Jingchen, who had been sleeping with his arms around her, naturally woke up too, sat up right away, turned on the bedside lamp, and seeing Song Qiao’s forehead breaking out in cold sweat, unconsciously furrowed his brows, reached out and pulled her into his arms, "What’s wrong? Had a nightmare? Qiaoqiao, don’t be scared, I’m here..."
It took Song Qiao a while to get her breathing back to normal, she looked around and realized she was in their familiar bedroom, suddenly rembering Ning Wan in the hospital, she imdiately wriggled out of Lu Jingchen’s embrace, and in the next second flipped off the covers preparing to get out of bed.
Lu Jingchen, quick reflexes in play, grabbed her wrist pulling her back into his arms, with a frown asked, "Qiaoqiao, where are you going so late at night?"
"Ning Wan is still in the hospital, how could I be at ho? I need to take care of her..." All she could think about right now was Ning Wan. Every ti she thought of Ning Wan covered in blood, her heart started to ache painfully.
Up until now, she felt as if it was all a dream, believing that in reality, Wanwan was still perfectly fine. Ning Wan, who was always lively and cheerful, with an extraordinary ability to be self-reliant, how could she be in such a sorry state, and so... disheveled.
Lu Jingchen looked down at her slightly confused face, which seed not fully awake yet. His deep voice blended with the night as he explained, "It’s already past three in the morning, and the visiting hours at the hospital are over. You might not be able to go up and take care of Ning Wan right now. Qiaoqiao, I have already arranged everything at the hospital. There will be a dedicated nurse taking care of her. You can rest assured, okay?"
Song Qiao looked sowhat bewildered at the bed sheet in front of her, as if she only realized what was happening afterward. She turned her head to glance at the wall clock. It was indeed half past three in the morning. She rummaged through her long hair, feeling uncomfortable all over because she had sweated a lot, and then she spoke, "Hmm, I’ve sweated a lot, I want to take a shower."
She naturally believed that Lu Jingchen would manage everything related to Ning Wan. Actually, she was just overly worried about Ning Wan, afraid that sothing unexpected might happen...
"Okay." Lu Jingchen didn’t say much more. He nodded and let go of her but then also got out of the bed from the other side, and casually said, "I’ll go downstairs and prepare so food for you, you didn’t eat much tonight."
Saying so, he directly left the bedroom.
As the sound of the bedroom door closing reached her, Song Qiao sat on the bed for a while before slowly getting up. Instead of imdiately entering the bathroom, she walked to the balcony.
When Lu Jingchen ca upstairs with a bowl of noodles, Song Qiao had just finished showering. Her long hair was still dripping, he set the noodles on the table and went to the wardrobe to get a hairdryer.
When he ca out, Lu Jingchen stood right by the sofa, his eyebrows slightly raised, his eyes fixed on her. "Co and eat the noodles first, I’ll dry your hair, and you can sleep a bit more afterward. It’s still a long ti until dawn."
After showering, Song Qiao had put on a strappy dress, as the weather in An City was quite hot now. Although the air conditioning inside was on, just right, she subconsciously chose a strappy nightgown because she had sweated a lot earlier. Perhaps feeling the intensity of the man’s gaze, she subconsciously wanted to avoid his eyes and slowly bowed her head and walked to sit on the sofa.
The bowl of noodles on the table looked appetizing, topped with a poached egg, so char siu, and a few slices of green vegetables. Perhaps really because she was hungry, looking at the noodles in front of her, Song Qiao’s appetite surged, and she directly picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
Lu Jingchen stood behind her, carefully plugged in the hairdryer, and carefully started drying her hair.
...
anwhile, in Ning Wan’s hospital room, a man in a black suit was sitting directly beside the hospital bed, his gaze fixed on the woman lying on the bed. He had maintained this posture for several hours already.
Since he ca here in the afternoon and only went out to have a al, he had been staying in the hospital room ever since.
Ning Wan’s eyes were tightly shut, and unknowingly, her eyebrows furrowed, as if suddenly enduring great pain. Her eyebrows twisted together, and her hands tightly clutched the blanket. Her lips moved slightly, softly murmuring, "Qiaoqiao... it hurts... it really hurts..."
The man, who had been sitting motionlessly like a statue, seed to snap back to his senses at the sound of her voice. His eyes moved, and he focused his attention on Ning Wan lying on the hospital bed. Noticing the changes in her expression, he quickly sat upright and took her pale hands in his, raising his other hand to adjust the hair on her forehead. Seeming not to have heard her clearly, he directly asked, "What’s wrong? Wanwan?"
"It hurts... Qiaoqiao... I’m in pain... my stomach hurts... my child... save... save my child..." Her voice was very weak and intermittent, but each word reached Xi Mohan’s ears distinctly.
Child...
Xi Mohan’s heart felt as if it was being tightly gripped by a hand and then rcilessly cut with a knife, one slice after another. The intense pain, which started off mild and slowly beca clear, then completely engulfed him, leaving him unable to break free.
Even more so, in the next second, he felt as if his breath was abruptly taken away, causing a very distinct feeling of suffocation.
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