Just then, Gu Qingyan's phone rang.
The nanny's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Young Master, something terrible has happened! Miss Xiao has fallen down the stairs in our house and is bleeding a lot. She might miscarry!"
Upon hearing this news, Gu Qingyan's face turned pale instantly, and a hint of fear and unease flashed in her eyes.
"What happened?!" Gu Qingyan asked sharply, his voice revealing strong worry and anger.
"Qingyan, the ambulance has arrived. We'll take Rourou to the hospital first. I'll send you the address later, you can come directly here!" Bai Xin's anxious shout suddenly came from the other end.
Without thinking twice, Gu Qingyan grabbed her coat and went out.
Huang Lin, standing to the side, stared in shock.
Miss Xiao?
Did she miscarry?
What's going on?
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By the time Gu Qingyan received the address and arrived at the hospital, it was already evening.
The sky was tinged with a pale orange-red, and the afterglow of the setting sun spilled onto the hospital building, adding a touch of warmth to the building that reeked of disinfectant. However, Gu Qingyan's mood was completely out of sync with this tranquil evening.
The hospital was quite far from the Gu Group, especially during rush hour when traffic was terrible. Gu Qingyan sped along, not slowing down at all even at red lights, practically running them to reach the hospital. His heart was pounding, his thoughts were in turmoil, and images of Xiao Wanqing's face and Xiao Wanrou crying kept flashing through his mind.
Gu Qingyan parked his car and practically ran to the ward door. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil and unease, then pushed open the door and went inside.
The light in the ward was soft and quiet, a stark contrast to the noise outside.
Xiao Wanrou lay on the hospital bed, her face as pale as paper, her eyes tightly closed, as if she were fast asleep. A cool gauze was pressed against her forehead, covering the wound.
Seeing this scene, Gu Qingyan's heart sank, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation and powerlessness.
He thought of Xiao Wanqing back then, who was just as helpless.
Gu Qingyan's heart clenched violently, and pain spread through her.
He slowly walked to the bedside and looked down at Xiao Wanrou's peaceful sleeping face. Her face was still beautiful and charming, but now it showed more vulnerability and helplessness.
Seeing him like this, Bai Xin, who was guarding the hospital bed, immediately stood up and coldly called Gu Qingyan out.
"Qingyan, what do you want to do?" Bai Xin frowned, her tone serious, determined to get an explanation from Gu Qingyan. "When I saw Rou Rou last time, she was perfectly fine. How come she lost her child after just one day at your Gu family's house?"
Faced with Bai Xin's questioning, Gu Qingyan felt guilty and said, "Aunt Bai, I'm very sorry."
"An apology is all it takes?" Bai Xin frowned unhappily. "I found Rou Rou's hidden pregnancy test report before, and she refused to reveal who the father of the child was, always protecting you."
She only told the truth after we, your Uncle Xiao and I, pressed her repeatedly.
Gu Qingyan's lowered eyes were touched when she heard these words, and she looked up at Bai Xin.
"Aunt Bai, please give me some time." Gu Qingyan pursed her lips, deep in thought.
Seeing that Gu Qingyan hesitated, Bai Xin knew when to stop, knowing that she couldn't force Gu Qingyan at this time, otherwise he would definitely rebel.
"Okay, Qingyan, then I'll leave her in your care." Bai Xin stopped there. "I'll go buy some daily necessities for Rou Rou. You go check on her first."
Watching Bai Xin's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, the nanny, Lin Ma, hurriedly appeared in the hallway. She was wearing a light blue apron, her hair somewhat disheveled, clearly having been called from the kitchen by the urgent ringing of the doorbell. Her face was filled with anxiety and worry.
The moment she saw Gu Qingyan, she quickened her pace and jogged over. Reaching him, she said breathlessly, "Young Master, you've finally arrived."
Gu Qingyan's face was cold, and he was clearly impatient. He frowned and looked at Lin Ma, saying sternly, "What's going on? Tell me the important things."
Lin Ma was intimidated by Gu Qingyan's imposing manner and paused slightly before quickly recounting the events to him. Her voice trembled slightly, but her words were clear, and she described every detail perfectly.
"Around noon, Miss Xiao's aunt suddenly came to visit. She said she was worried about Miss Xiao at the Gu family home, so she came to check on her. I was in the kitchen preparing to make soup when I heard the sound of something rolling down the stairs and screams. When I rushed out, I saw Miss Xiao lying on the stairs covered in blood; she must have slipped and fallen. Her aunt was terrified and immediately ran over to call 120."
Gu Qingyan's expression was somewhat solemn. He remained silent for a moment, then asked, "What did the doctor say?"
Lin's mother lowered her head and said softly, "The doctor said the baby couldn't be saved, and Miss Xiao needs to rest for a while." Her voice was full of regret and sorrow, and she felt sorry for this girl who was about the same age as her own child.
"Understood. Send over nutritious meals three times a day on time." Gu Qingyan's face darkened further. After giving the instructions, he pushed open the door to the ward and went inside.
The door closed slowly, shutting out the light from the corridor. The atmosphere in the ward became even heavier and more oppressive, as if even the air had frozen.
Xiao Wanrou was still unconscious, her face pale.
Gu Qingyan's fingers gently stroked her cheek, as if touching a fragile treasure. His eyes were filled with guilt and self-reproach. He didn't know why, but he felt that he was to blame for this, for failing to protect Xiao Wanrou.
But Mingming insisted on having an abortion.
Now, his child is gone, but he feels incredibly sad.
Was Wanqing in just as much pain back then? A strange emotion welled up in Gu Qingyan's heart. He recalled the scene when Xiao Wanqing passed away, and how she had been in just as much pain and helplessness. His heart felt like it had been violently clenched, the pain so intense he could hardly breathe.
Gu Qingyan stood silently by the hospital bed, his mind filled with images of Xiao Wanqing's tear-streaked face and Xiao Wanrou's pale complexion. Gradually, he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. His heart was filled with pain and helplessness; he didn't know how to face it all.
His longing and guilt towards Xiao Wanqing, and his worry and self-reproach towards Xiao Wanrou, intertwined, causing him waves of heartache and helplessness. He felt as if he were trapped in an inescapable vortex, sinking deeper and deeper.
As night deepened, the lights in the ward appeared even softer and warmer.
"Brother Qingyan".
A timid shout pulled him back to reality.
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