Huo Zixi rushed forward, grabbed Ye Ruohuan's hand, and asked nervously: "Huanhuan, how are you?"

Ye Ruohuan vaguely saw more and more people gathering around her. She opened her mouth with difficulty and said, "Save, save me..."

Ye Ruohuan felt her body was heavy and cold, as if something was draining away from her body.

Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and then she gradually closed her eyes and fell into a deep coma.

Huo Zixi saw Ye Ruohuan close her eyes and her breathing became weak. She immediately shed tears and cried out in a sobbing voice: "Huanhuan, you must hold on, the ambulance will be here soon!"

Xia Linan was playing games on his mobile phone out of boredom when he suddenly received a call from an unfamiliar number.

Xia Linan answered suspiciously: "Hello, how are you?"

"Is Huanhuan with you?" Fu Yijian's anxious voice came from the phone.

It took Xia Lin'an a long time to recognize Fu Yijian's voice. After realizing what was happening, he said blankly, "Huanhuan? She's in the studio now..."

"She's in trouble, go find her, in the stairwell."

Fu Yijian quickly interrupted Xia Linan, judging from the sound of the accident just now, Ye Ruohuan should have fallen down the stairs. The next second, he hung up the phone and immediately boarded the plane, frowning.

Something happened?

Xia Linan didn't dare to stay any longer, so he immediately grabbed his bag and left the dessert shop: "Okay!"

Xia Lin'an ran quickly towards the building where Ye Ruohuan's studio was located and saw a lot of people gathered across the street and an ambulance downstairs.

Xia Lin'an's heart skipped a beat, hoping that something had happened to Ye Ruohuan.

She crossed the street just as someone was carrying a stretcher out of the building and heading towards the ambulance.

Xia Linan seemed to find the color of the clothes on the stretcher very familiar, "Huanhuan!"

She anxiously pushed through the crowd, rushed over and asked, "What happened to her?"

Huo Zixi shed tears and shook her head, saying, "When I found her, she had already fallen down the stairs."

Xia Linan's body trembled, "What?"

Ye Ruohuan's body was covered with a white quilt, and faint blood stains could be seen. Snowflakes fell on her face, making her already pale face even more bloodless.

Her breathing was weak, she had no reaction at all, her lips were pale, and it seemed that her breath was slipping away bit by bit.

Fu Yijian's assistant rushed over immediately after receiving Fu Yijian's call. One can imagine how shocked he was when he saw Ye Ruohuan's appearance.

He did not forget that Ye Ruohuan was pregnant. If she fell like this, the baby might be lost.

If Fu Yijian knew about this, he would definitely be furious.

The assistant quickly drove to catch up with the ambulance and went to the hospital.

Xia Linan watched the paramedics carry Ye Ruohuan down, and saw that the skirt under Ye Ruohuan was covered in blood. Her eyes were stung and she couldn't help but cry.

Xia Linan stayed outside the operating room, clasped his hands together, and prayed that God would bless Ye Ruohuan and her baby.

…

In the operating room.

The nurse was about to give the patient anesthesia when the person on the operating table suddenly opened his eyes. The light above was very glaring, and Ye Ruohuan blinked and tried her best to hold up her eyelids to look at the busy doctors and nurses around her.

She was in great pain all over her body, lying on the cold operating table, unable to move. She slowly reached out and tugged at the nurse's clothes, her mouth opened, and the nurse leaned over and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Save, save my...child..."

Ye Ruohuan's weak voice was washed away by the sounds of the equipment around him.

The nurse didn't quite hear what was said and went back to her work.

Ye Ruohuan wanted to say it to them again loudly, but the anesthesia had begun to take effect and she fell into a deep sleep.

The dream was very long. She dreamed that a small bean-like dot was jumping in front of her. Before she could catch it with her hands, the small bean-like dot had disappeared.

Ye Ruohuan seemed to have the same feeling, and tears rolled down her eyes in her sleep.

"The patient has miscarried, stop the bleeding quickly!"

After examining Ye Ruohuan's body, the doctor made a quick judgment.

…

At this time, everyone in the MI studio was whispering and talking about the accident that happened in the morning.

"Did Ye Ruohuan fall down the stairs by herself?"

"Have you forgotten that there was a new foreign beauty there?"

"I don't think Lucia has anything to do with this matter."

"Whether she is related or not, she is one of the parties involved, and that is the fact."

"Did you see how much blood Ye Ruohuan was bleeding... Didn't the news say a few days ago that she was pregnant? I think this time it's unlikely."

"Shh, don't spread it out. If Mr. Fu hears it, you won't be able to stay here anymore."

He Miaoran was listening to their whispers in the corner, a meaningful smile on her lips.

When He Miaoran knew that Lucia appeared just when Ye Ruohuan fell, she was in a very happy mood.

This time, God came to help her.

He Miaoran never dreamed that Ye Ruohuan could be eliminated so easily.

Ye Ruohuan was still being rescued at this time, and when Fu Yijian came back, it was already too late.

He Miaoran thought of Ye Ruohuan's sweet face when she was talking to Fu Yijian before. She couldn't help but clench her fingers, and the hatred in her eyes was unstoppable.

Lucia happened to have such thoughts that she became a scapegoat for others and took the blame for others.

At this time, she hid in the bathroom and didn't dare to go out at all, for fear of seeing the suspicious and accusatory eyes cast at her by others.

She was really wronged!

She had no idea why she happened to run into Ye Ruohuan falling down the stairs.

She has no way to defend herself now, and only Ye Ruohuan can prove her innocence.

Yes, only Ye Ruohuan proved her innocence.

This was the only solution Lucia could think of. She took out a disposable mask from her bag, put it on quickly, and secretly left the studio.

Time passed minute by minute, and Xia Linan and Fu Yijian's assistants were waiting anxiously.

The sky outside darkened unknowingly, and the sound of leather shoes tapping could be heard in the quiet corridor.

Xia Linan and his assistant looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man in a long windbreaker. His long legs were taking big steps, leaving traces of wind and snow on his shoulders.

Fu Yijian had a frown on his face as he rushed here exhausted. With cold eyes in his eagle eyes, he stared straight at the lit operating light.

Xia Linan looked at Fu Yijian in surprise when he appeared in the hospital. Wasn't he in France at this time? Why did he come back so soon?

"What's going on?"

Fu Yijian asked in a cold voice.

The assistant's body trembled for a moment, and he said tremblingly: "No, I don't know... We are still rescuing him."

Hearing the assistant's words, Fu Yijian's eyebrows knitted tightly and his expression became even colder.