No one expected an accident to happen. The state-run restaurant had a double door with a transparent glass door in the middle. Zhou Wenwen smashed the glass door, fell backward, and was trapped in the door with broken glass all over the floor. She was covered in blood.
Everyone was stunned.
It was the first time they had ever seen someone's head shatter glass.
Secretary Guo's temples throbbed.
Everyone was shocked by what they saw.
Secretary Guo looked into the crowd and asked, "Are there any doctors here? Can we just pick her up like this?"
Upon hearing this, those who wanted to pull Zhou Wenwen out of the door frame stopped in their tracks.
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that there was a sharp piece of glass just three millimeters from Zhou Wenwen's neck. If he had moved Zhou Wenwen just now, that glass, which was sharper than a knife, would have slashed her artery.
He gave Secretary Guo a grateful look.
Although he meant well, he would feel uneasy if the person died because of him.
“I am a surgeon at the People’s Hospital.” A bespectacled man stepped out from the crowd, walked to Zhou Wenwen’s side, took her hands, and gently comforted her, “Don’t be nervous, and don’t fall asleep. I’m a doctor, don’t be afraid.”
The doctor carefully removed the glass and instructed the staff of the state-run restaurant to call the hospital. Her body might have been embedded in the glass, so they couldn't just pull her out directly; they had to wait for specialized equipment to arrive.
After the accident, no one could eat in peace.
In particular, Secretary Guo cursed Zhou Wenwen and Yang Huaiyuan in his heart. He didn't believe that the two of them had nothing to hide. They treated him like a ghost and almost lost their lives.
But then the incident happened. He called the shop assistant to buy two lunch boxes, packed up the remaining food, and had Minister Xu and Xu Xinyue and her daughter take it back. He, Qiao Wanyue, and Yang Miaomiao ate a bite and then stayed with Zhou Wenwen while they waited for the ambulance.
The ambulance arrived quickly and took Zhou Wenwen to the hospital. The nurse brought over a stack of forms and asked who the family member was. Yang Huaiyuan huddled in a corner of the hospital feeling guilty. In the end, it was Secretary Guo who signed the forms.
After a series of examinations, Zhou Wenwen was found to be fine. She only had minor superficial injuries, including a cut on her head from glass and glass shards embedded in her arm. The small, fragmented glass shards were difficult to remove.
The nurse spent a long time picking out all the glass shards. Her head and arms were bandaged. When the doctor brought her out, he said to Secretary Guo in a very harsh tone, "The patient is pregnant. How could you be so careless!"
Secretary Guo was stunned.
Is Zhou Wenwen pregnant?
She's only been married for four days.
Is Yang Dazhuang really that capable?
Even if you beat Secretary Guo to death, he would never have imagined that Zhou Wenwen would dare to marry someone while still having a child.
Qiao Wanyue, however, knew perfectly well what was going on and stared at Zhou Wenwen's belly with amusement.
The secret was exposed much sooner than she had imagined.
Secretary Guo kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, it's our fault. We didn't take good care of the pregnant woman. I will definitely tell her family when I get back, and I promise that nothing will happen again." Secretary Guo almost raised his hand to swear.
The doctor's expression improved considerably.
"The pregnant woman is in good health. She's fine this time, but who knows what might happen next time." Her tone was still a bit stiff, but she did give Secretary Guo a few instructions, telling him to come back regularly to remove the gauze. As she left, her eyes were still full of doubt.
This woman is over a month pregnant. How can you tell from his expression that he knows?
However, she didn't say anything more. Women in this era rarely had the awareness to check themselves. Most of them knew they were pregnant but still worked in the fields. After giving birth, they went back to the fields, and there was no such thing as postpartum confinement.
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