Chapter 372 Miscarriage

She squatted down and wanted to help He Wanqing, but her hands were shaking violently.

"Quick, call an ambulance..."

He Wanqing's voice was intermittent and her face was pale.

Ji Wan frantically took out his cell phone and dialed the emergency number with trembling fingertips.

Every second of waiting for the ambulance seemed so long.

Ji Wan looked at He Wanqing lying in pain on the ground and the bloodstains that were spreading, his heart was in turmoil.

The ambulance came roaring.

Medical staff quickly lifted He Wanqing onto a stretcher.

Ji Wan got into the ambulance in a daze, the shrill sirens buzzing in her ears.

The hospital corridor was filled with the smell of disinfectant, cold and pungent.

Ji Wan sat on the bench outside the emergency room, his hands were cold and his body was still shaking slightly.

The scene just now replayed in her mind over and over again.

The moment He Wanqing fell, her expression of pain and the glaring blood-red.

Did she really... push her over?

The door to the emergency room was pushed open.

The doctor took off his mask and looked at Ji Wan with a serious expression.

"Are you a family member of the patient?"

"I...I was the one who brought her here." Ji Wan stood up, his voice dry.

"The patient was four weeks pregnant and had already shown signs of miscarriage when she was brought to us. We tried our best, but we couldn't save the baby."

The doctor's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Ji Wan's heart hard.

abortion.

The child is gone.

Ji Wan's body shook and his vision went dark.

how so?

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from afar.

An old man with gray hair but vigorous spirit, wearing a well-made suit, walked quickly surrounded by a group of people.

He was about sixty years old, with a gloomy face and sharp eyes.

"How is Wanqing?" The old man's voice was loud and clear, with unquestionable majesty.

The doctor hurried over.

"Mr. Zhou, Miss He had a miscarriage."

The old man's body shook, and his face turned ashen in an instant.

He turned his head suddenly, staring at Ji Wan with hawk-like eyes.

"It's you, it's you who killed my son." His voice was filled with rage, "It was you who pushed Wanqing down."

"I don't."

Ji Wan retorted subconsciously, but his voice was so weak that even he couldn't hear it clearly.

Guilt and fear intertwined together, leaving her speechless.

It was she who opened the door, it was she who had an argument with He Wanqing, and it was she who touched He Wanqing.

Whether it was intentional or not, the child was gone.

"I'm telling you, this isn't over yet." Zhou Dong pointed at Ji Wan, his fingers trembling with anger. "I'll make you pay."

Ji Wan's face was pale, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word.

She seemed to be nailed to the spot, allowing the raging anger and accusations to overwhelm her.

What should she do?

Just when she was at a loss and almost swallowed by despair.

A tall and straight figure, with an imposing aura, walked through the crowd and walked quickly to her.

It’s Chi Wenyan.

He was dusty and his brows showed signs of fatigue, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

He didn't even look at the furious Jay Chou and walked straight to Ji Wan.

He took off his suit jacket and draped it over Ji Wan's cold shoulders without saying a word.

Then, he stretched out his arms and held the shivering Ji Wan tightly and protectively in his arms.

His movements were filled with undeniable possessiveness.

Chi Wenyan raised his eyes and swept a cold gaze towards Mr. Zhou. His voice was steady but with a biting chill.

"Mr. Zhou, you dare to touch my people?"

Chi Wenyan's voice was not loud, but it was like an ice-hardened knife, instantly piercing the stagnant air in the corridor.

The rage on Jay Chou's face was like a frozen mask, frozen for a moment.

He looked at the imposing young man in front of him, and his unquestionable posture of protecting Ji Wan in his arms. A chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet and swept through his whole body in an instant.

Chi Wenyan?

The name exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt.

How come he is here?

Jay Chou's eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle just now, now only contained fear.

He was just clamoring to make Ji Wan pay the price.

But the person in front of him was Chi Wenyan.

It was Chi Wenyan, the one who could shake the entire business world with just a stomp of his foot.

Not to mention making him pay the price, his Zhou family is not even an ant in front of the Chi family.

Jay Chou felt his knees go weak and cold sweat instantly soaked his expensive suit and shirt.

He tried to stand firm, but his legs were shaking like sieves.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chi Wenyan and the trembling woman in his arms.

Chi Wenyan's gaze was still cold, and he looked down at Jay Chou.

The look in his eyes was as if he was looking at a clown.

"Mr. Jay, I didn't hear what you just said."

Chi Wenyan's voice was still steady, but it carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

Jay Chou's face turned from ashen to pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word.

The bodyguards behind him didn't dare to breathe, lowered their heads slightly, and didn't dare to look directly at Chi Wenyan.

The arrogance just now is gone.

With a plop.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Jay Chou, who had been so arrogant just now, completely lost the support of his legs and actually knelt down straight in the direction of Ji Wan.

"Boss Chi, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

His voice was trembling and filled with tears.

"I'm getting old and confused! I can't recognize the real thing!"

He raised his hand and slapped himself loudly without hesitation.

“Pah.”

The crisp sound echoed in the silent corridor.

"Miss Ji, I'm sorry. I deserve to die. I shouldn't have offended you."

Jay Chou was lying on the ground, his forehead almost touching the cold ground, his posture was extremely humble.

Ji Wan leaned in Chi Wenyan's warm embrace, her body still cold.

The dramatic scene before her made her feel a little dazed.

The old man who was pointing at her nose and cursing her the previous second knelt down and begged for mercy the next second.

All this is because of the man beside me.

His coat carried a faint cool scent, wrapping her up and isolating her from the cold and malice of the outside world.

Chi Wenyan lowered his head and looked at Ji Wan, whose face was still pale in his arms, and his eyes softened for a moment.

He ignored Jay Chou who was kneeling on the ground and just patted Ji Wan's back gently.

"It's okay."

His voice was low and gentle, with a soothing power.

At this time, the door of the emergency room was pushed open again, and a nurse hurried out.

"Ms. He's surgery went smoothly and she has been transferred to the VIP ward."

The nurse's words broke the deadlock.

Chi Wenyan's gaze swept across Zhou Dong lying on the ground, and finally fell on the tightly closed door of the ward, his eyes dim and unclear.

When Mr. Zhou heard that He Wanqing was fine, he seemed relieved, but he still didn't dare to get up.

Chi Wenyan supported Ji Wan and turned to leave.

When he passed by Jay Chou, he didn't stop, but just said coldly.