At this moment, a middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance came up and advised, "Girl, even if you don't care about your man, you have to care about your children at home. You should go with your man quickly."
These words immediately convinced the few people who had gathered to watch the commotion that the man was indeed her husband, so they gave up their desire to help. Some even chimed in, "Girl, what couple doesn't argue? They always make up before they get out of bed. Hurry up and go back to your man."
The young man winked at the middle-aged woman, then immediately gripped her wrist tightly to prevent her from breaking free: "Wife, you can make a scene whenever you want when you get back, but let's go home and check on the child first. The child is still sick."
The middle-aged woman subtly moved closer, and Gu Baiwei caught a glimpse of something in the woman's hand as she approached, something that gleamed faintly with a silvery light, flashing by in an instant.
A bad feeling immediately rose in her heart: "I don't know him at all, help!"
As soon as I uttered those words, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck, as if something had pierced it.
Soon, she felt her vision becoming blurry, and the young man took the opportunity to support her: "Honey, is your low blood sugar acting up again? I'll take you home."
As he spoke, he forcefully tried to pull Gu Baiwei away. The onlookers, who had initially been somewhat skeptical, now saw Gu Baiwei being held in the man's arms and behaving intimately, and assumed that the couple was just having a tiff. So they all gave up the idea of helping and let the man take her away.
Gu Baiwei's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and her consciousness began to become somewhat blurred, but she knew very well that if she fell asleep at this moment, she might be taken away by human traffickers.
These two were clearly repeat offenders; she never imagined that such scum could still exist in modern society.
She bit her tongue hard, the stinging pain briefly bringing her back to consciousness. She quietly reached into her bag, pulled out pepper spray, and suddenly sprayed it at the man's face.
The man had been holding her wrist tightly to prevent her from struggling until the middle-aged woman injected her with anesthesia.
The young man was caught off guard and sprayed in the face. The burning stinging sensation in his eyes made him let out a pig-like scream.
He barely opened his eyes, which were bloodshot and looked particularly eerie.
"Damn it, that bitch's asking for it!"
The man spat fiercely, then raised his large hand and slapped Gu Baiwei across the face.
Gu Baiwei's ears immediately started ringing from the slap, but thanks to the slap, she became more conscious.
Seeing a middle-aged man standing nearby looking puzzled, she immediately mustered all her strength and stumbled forward: "Brother, help! They really are human traffickers!"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. When he met the young man's fierce gaze, he immediately shielded Gu Baiwei behind him and said, "Girl, don't be afraid. I'll call the police right away."
The middle-aged woman immediately became agitated when she saw someone about to call the police. She snatched the man's phone and said, "They're just a young couple arguing. Why are you calling the police? You're meddling in other people's business."
"Brother, we're not a couple, they're human traffickers."
Gu Baiwei hurriedly explained.
At this moment, several people nearby also realized that something was wrong. Just as the young man lunged forward, someone stepped forward and pinned him to the ground.
Seeing that the middle-aged woman was about to slip away, Gu Baiwei immediately shouted, "Don't let that woman get away! They're in cahoots!"
Seeing that something was wrong, the middle-aged woman ran even faster. She struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and then was kicked and sent flying backward, falling to the ground like a rag doll, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
With a somber expression, Shen Yanqing strode out from the crowd.
The man had deep-set, sculpted features and wore gold-rimmed glasses. Despite his refined appearance, he exuded a murderous aura, and his sharp, piercing eyes made it impossible for anyone to look him in the eye.
The crowd was intimidated by his imposing presence and spontaneously made way for him.
The middle-aged woman looked at him with a terrified expression, as if she had seen a ghost, her face as pale as paper.
Big Head returned at some point, and upon seeing the scene, he was stunned for a second before reacting and cursing.
He strode towards the young man, picked him up from the ground like a chick, and punched him in the face.
The punch was extremely powerful, and the man let out a bloodcurdling scream, clutching his bleeding nose, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Big Head.
Gu Baiwei was somewhat surprised. Da Tou was usually all smiles, and this was the first time she had seen him with such a murderous look.
Shen Yanqing walked over, his face grim, and helped Gu Baiwei lean against him. He then spoke coldly to Da Tou, "Take care of it."
After saying that, he reached under Gu Baiwei's knees and picked her up in his arms: "I'll take you to the hospital."
Smelling his familiar, light fragrance, Gu Baiwei felt inexplicably at ease. She leaned against Shen Yanqing's chest and let herself fall into a deep sleep.
Seeing the boss carry the person away, Big Head looked down at the man and woman on the ground, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. Daring to touch the boss's sweetheart, he was asking for death!
Gu Baiwei slept in a daze for an unknown amount of time. When she woke up, it was already getting dark outside.
The moment she moved, she felt her hand being firmly grasped by a warm, large hand.
Shen Yanqing's deep, magnetic voice sounded in her ear: "Weiwei, you're awake? Is anything bothering you?"
Gu Baiwei turned her head and realized that Shen Yanqing was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her hand, looking at her with tenderness and affection.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his delicate and sculpted profile, making the expression on his face, which usually wore a gentle mask, appear exceptionally real.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and at that moment, a warm feeling inexplicably welled up in her heart.
Does your face still hurt?
Shen Yanqing stared at her with his deep eyes, his slender fingers reaching out to touch her face lightly twice before quickly withdrawing his hand, as if afraid of hurting her.
Gu Baiwei shook her head, only then noticing the cool and comfortable feeling on her injured left cheek. It seemed someone had applied medicine to her while she was asleep.
Shen Yanqing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and asked her with a smile, "Is there anything else that's bothering you? Would you like some water?"
Hearing him say he wanted water, Gu Baiwei licked her dry lips; she was indeed thirsty.
Before she could speak, Shen Yanqing suddenly stood up and slowly moved closer to her.
He moved closer and closer, and just as Gu Baiwei was nervously considering whether to close her eyes, she heard a soft laugh.
Then, she saw Shen Yanqing with a faint smile on his lips, like a bewitching male demon. As he approached her, he reached out and supported her back, carefully helping her to sit up halfway. He then tucked the blanket and pillow behind her so she could lean against it.
Gu Baiwei: "..." Okay, she was overthinking it. It turned out they just helped her up to drink water.
Just then, the ward door was pushed open with a bang, and a sharp voice rang out from the doorway: "What are you doing?"
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