"Oh no... Call an ambulance quickly!" Lin Shufang was the first to react and rushed over to help Ye Lan.

Yue Hongxia and Lu Jiangang were both startled and dumbfounded, their minds in complete chaos. The old man didn't have time to scold Lu Qingquan and rushed off to make a phone call.

Ye Qingqing was also surprised. She did want to torment Ye Lan, but she didn't expect her to die so early. She wanted to have a chaotic married life with Lu Qingquan before letting her slowly take her final bow!

But now...

More and more blood flowed from beneath Ye Lan, staining her light gray trousers dark. The air was thick with the stench of blood, making everyone feel uneasy.

"Help me...help me..."

Ye Lan felt something sticky below her and instinctively reached out to touch it, only to find her hand covered in red. She was terrified, her face turning as white as a corpse, and the image of Shen Yanhong's massive hemorrhage flashed through her mind.

Now it's her turn!

But she didn't want to die; she wanted to live, to live a good life.

She hasn't even received Ye Qingqing's heart yet!

"Help me..."

Ye Lan's voice grew weaker and weaker until it disappeared, and she fainted.

Lin Shufang was frantic. "Why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet? Someone's going to die..."

"What are you standing there for? Go borrow a car!" The old man roared at Lu Jiangang, who was standing there dumbfounded like a block of wood.

Lu Jiangang nodded obsequiously, but his mind was in a mess. After running out of the yard, he couldn't think of where to borrow a car for a while. The old man's eyes were blazing with anger. He pointed to the left and said, "Go to the Hu family's house. They have a car!"

The old man was furious. His second son was utterly useless and had no talent whatsoever.

He can only make a living in peacetime. If he were on the battlefield, with shells exploding right under his nose and his comrades dying in front of him, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, with his cowardly appearance, how could he command a battle?

Ye Lan's face grew paler and paler, radiating an aura of death. The old man's heart sank deeper and deeper. He had seen too many seriously wounded soldiers, countless comrades-in-arms slowly dying before his eyes, their bodies exuding an aura of death, just like Ye Lan's now.

"Why hasn't the second brother borrowed a car yet? He's useless!"

The old man gritted his teeth in anger. If he had known Lu Jiangang would be so slow, he could have run there faster with his old arms and legs. Ye Lan couldn't be delayed any longer, otherwise, it would really be a matter of life and death for both mother and child!

"They're here, they're here..."

Yue Hongxia shouted excitedly. She was completely disoriented and only knew that she should take Ye Lan to the hospital now. No matter how much she disliked Ye Lan, she had never thought of letting Ye Lan die.

Moreover, if Ye Lan really dies, will her son go to jail?

It was Lu Qingquan who pushed Ye Lan down just now, and so many people saw it!

Lu Jiangang arrived in a jeep. Lin Shufang and Yue Hongxia lifted Ye Lan, who was soaked in blood, into the car and drove towards the hospital. Ye Qingqing followed.

She wanted to see what would happen to Ye Lan.

Actually, she had a chance to save Ye Lan just now.

If she uses silver needles to prick a few acupoints to stop the bleeding, she can at least save Ye Lan's life by half. Although it will definitely be a great loss of vitality, it can still hold her up for a while longer.

But Ye Qingqing refused.

Let fate decide Ye Lan's fate!

Lu Jiangang went to the nearest hospital to the compound. Ye Lan's condition was already very bad; she was breathing heavily but not deeply. Even without checking her pulse, Ye Qingqing could roughly tell—

Ye Lan is probably really going to die this time.

It was at least a year ahead of schedule.