Chapter 205 Stomach Aches
Every step felt like a blow to the heart, carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.
Qin Jiang has returned.
This is the moment we've been waiting for!
Qiao Wanyin's pupils contracted sharply, and her heart pounded faster.
Without hesitation, she suddenly grabbed Fang Xiaoju's wrist with such force that it almost dug into her flesh.
She tilted her head back and shouted, "Let go of me! Don't touch me! Help! Someone is trying to hurt me!"
Fang Xiaoju froze for a moment, then her expression changed drastically: "Are you crazy? Let go! What do you think you're doing!"
She instinctively struggled, twisting her arm sharply to try and pull her hand back.
The fingernail scratched across Qiao Wanyin's hand, leaving several red marks.
But Qiao Wanyin held on tightly, turning her body towards the door as if she were desperately resisting the invasion.
Qiao Wanyin was waiting for this moment.
The moment her wrist was freed, she immediately leaned back, causing her entire body to tilt towards the floor below the bed, screaming repeatedly, "Help me! She's trying to steal my power! She's going to kill me!"
Using the force of her pull, Fu Lian leaned towards the edge of the bed, lost his balance, and fell heavily onto the hard floor.
In that instant, the excruciating pain from the impact spread from my back to my entire body, as if my bones were about to shatter.
When she fell, she didn't panic. Instead, relying on her instincts honed over the years, she skillfully used her back as a support point and slowly slid to the ground, dispersing most of the impact. At the same time, she tightly protected her bulging belly with both hands, afraid of hurting the baby inside.
"ah--!"
She screamed, her voice filled with pain and grievance, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, wetting the stray hairs at her temples.
That fall was really bad; the pain was real, like a nail had been driven deep into my lumbar spine, and every muscle was trembling.
The dull pain penetrated deep into her bones, making it almost impossible for her to breathe, and her breathing became intermittent.
The ward door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, the force so great that the door slammed against the wall and bounced back.
Fu Li'an and Song Yazhi appeared hurriedly at the door, their faces filled with shock and worry.
Qiao Wanyin huddled on the floor in the corner, her back against the cold wall. Her legs trembled slightly, her face was as pale as paper, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She looked extremely weak.
Her face was covered in tears, but her eyes held a mixture of helplessness and accusation.
Fang Xiaoju was still standing by the hospital bed, one hand still stiffly hanging in mid-air, her fingertips trembling slightly, as if she had just raised it to help someone, but then couldn't retract her hand after the incident, making her look particularly abrupt and suspicious.
"Qingqing!"
Fu Lian rushed forward in one stride, his steps hurried and flustered, his knees almost hitting the ground when he squatted down.
He gently helped his wife up, his voice full of concern, "Are you alright? Don't be afraid, I'm here..."
Qiao Wanyin gripped his clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, her body still trembling slightly.
She sobbed, saying intermittently, "Mai Dong... why did she push me? I just wanted a drink of water... such a simple thing, why is it so difficult?"
Fang Xiaoju seemed to finally come to her senses. Her face turned pale instantly, and her lips trembled as she protested, "I didn't push her! Brother Maidong, it really wasn't me! She lost her balance and slipped! I didn't even touch her!"
Song Yazhi quickly followed up with an explanation, her voice tinged with anxiety: "Yes, Adong, Xiaoju has always been very attentive to Qingqing. She even personally cooked soup and brought it over a couple of days ago. How could she do something like this? It must have been an accident; she must have slipped and fallen."
Fu Li'an's brows furrowed tightly, his deep gaze sweeping back and forth between the three people in the room. His eyes held doubt, hesitation, and an undisguised heartache and anger.
Qiao Wanyin knew that she couldn't afford to be ambiguous at this critical juncture; she had to seize the opportunity to bring the truth to light.
She raised her left hand with a sob, slowly pulling up her sleeve to reveal a distinct red mark around the inside of her wrist—a mark she had secretly pinched herself a few days earlier, just the right depth to avoid leaving a scar and to evoke sympathy.
“I…I know Xiaoju is upset, feeling that I stole her place…but I’m pregnant now…how could she do this…how could she be so cruel?”
As she spoke, her voice choked with sobs, and she could barely continue. The last sentence caught in her throat, as if she had been so wronged that she didn't even have the strength to cry anymore.
Fu Li'an's expression changed immediately upon seeing the clear red mark.
His pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze turning to Fang Xiaoju like a knife, his tone as cold as ice, every word dripping with chill: "You laid a hand on my wife?"
No! Really, no!
Fang Xiaoju stamped her feet anxiously, her eyes reddening, and her voice rose several decibels, "She's faking it! She's trying to harm me! Brother Maidong, think about it, would I do such a thing? I genuinely respect her as my sister-in-law!"
Song Yazhi quickly stepped forward to comfort her son, pulling his arm while whispering soothingly, "Adong, you and Xiaoju grew up together, don't you know what kind of temper she has? Qingqing must have accidentally fallen, and she made up this story because she was afraid you would blame her for not taking good care of herself... You know pregnant women are emotionally sensitive..."
"mom!"
Fu Li'an suddenly looked up, her voice rising abruptly, filled with unprecedented force and anger, interrupting her mother, "Qingqing is pregnant now, what does she want from lying to me? What good does it do her to fall down? Does she want me to feel sorry for her? To let her suffer in the hospital?"
Qiao Wanyin quietly let out a breath, and the tension in her chest slowly relaxed.
Her eyes were lowered, tears still clinging to the corners, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, almost imperceptibly.
She immediately pressed her advantage, whispering, "Ophiopogon japonicus... my stomach hurts a little... come and take a look... it really... feels so uncomfortable..."
His voice was weak, as if squeezed from deep in his throat, carrying a hint of weakness and trembling, and a thin layer of sweat had seeped from his forehead.
Upon hearing these words, Fu Li'an's heart leaped into his throat, as if a heavy stone had suddenly struck his chest, causing him to catch his breath.
His pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze instantly focusing on Qiao Wanyin, his brows furrowing tightly.
He immediately shouted for a nurse, his voice high-pitched and urgent, piercing the silence of the corridor: "Nurse! Doctor! Someone come quick!"
Immediately afterward, he rushed to the bedside, grabbed Qiao Wanyin's hand tightly, his palm icy cold but his grip almost ferocious, as if he were afraid she would disappear if he let go.
His voice trembled, filled with barely suppressed panic: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the doctor will be here soon, our child will be alright, everything will be alright... Hold on, I'm right here..."
His eyes were filled with remorse, his face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he muttered to himself, "It's all my fault for walking away just now... I shouldn't have answered that call... and I shouldn't have left someone here alone... If something had really happened, I would never be able to atone for this sin..."
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