"ah!"
A scream rang out as the two fell together, Su Wanwan's hair accidentally getting caught in the rapidly moving elevator.
She screamed in terror, trying to break free, but found herself sinking deeper and deeper.
In this critical moment, she was extremely anxious. She desperately tried to find a way to turn off the elevator, frantically groping around for the emergency stop button.
However, due to nervousness and fear, her fingers became clumsy, and she was unable to find the button accurately.
Time passed second by second, her hair became more and more curly, her face gradually turned pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Ouyang Maomao was also terrified by this scene and didn't know what to do, but she was too weak to move as she watched anxiously from the side.
People around gathered around, some trying to help, but they were helpless.
Su Wanwan's heart was beating faster and faster; she knew she couldn't go on like this.
Take a deep breath and try to calm yourself down.
Sudden.
A girl in a school uniform frantically pushed her way through the crowd toward the scene of the incident.
"Excuse me! Excuse me!"
Her voice was urgent and loud, and the crowd parted to make way.
Su Wanwan looked closely and realized that the little girl who had come was Fu Ning.
"Sister, don't worry, I'll help you!"
In no time, I found the stop button and pressed it.
The elevator finally came to an abrupt stop, emitting a screeching sound before it stopped, and Su Wanwan's hair was still firmly stuck inside the elevator.
Fu Ning was extremely anxious. She quickly walked to Su Wanwan's side, gave her a tight hug, her eyes full of concern and worry, and carefully comforted her: "Sister, don't be afraid, it's alright now, it's alright."
Su Wanwan endured the pain, took a deep breath, and looked at her hair, which was stuck in the elevator and not moving at all, and said to Fu Ning, "Can you help me buy a pair of scissors? I want to cut off my stuck hair so I can get up."
Fu Ning nodded in agreement without hesitation. She quickly turned around and ran towards the general merchandise section of the mall.
Su Wanwan sat quietly on the ground, enduring the discomfort of her hair being stuck, her heart filled with anxiety.
Looking at Ouyang Maomao in front of her, she suddenly didn't know how to describe her behavior.
Her eyes burned with fury, her teeth clenched tightly, her wide eyes seeming to spit fire as she stared intently at Ouyang Maomao.
She never expected that Ouyang Maomao would resort to such underhanded tactics against her!
She was clearly pregnant.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, causing a sharp pain, while his anger surged even more fiercely.
"You don't even care about the child in your own belly, is that it! That's your child!" Su Wanwan's voice trembled, filled with uncontrollable anger.
Ouyang Maomao clutched her stomach, her head bowed weakly, tears welling in her eyes, and whispered, "It was clearly...it was you who pushed me."
Hearing Ouyang Maomao's explanation laced with filthy accusations, Su Wanwan's anger burned even brighter: "I pushed you? Maomao, you're hopeless!"
Ouyang Maomao didn't have the strength to argue. She hugged her big belly tightly with both hands, her brows furrowed, and her face showed a pained expression.
"It hurts, it hurts so much!"
Her lips trembled slightly as she groaned, her eyes filled with helplessness and pain, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, sliding down her cheeks.
His body trembled slightly, and he occasionally let out soft gasps.
Each breath felt exceptionally heavy, as if he were enduring immense pain.
She never imagined that having a miscarriage in this way would be so painful.
"Can anyone help me? Please...please call an ambulance for me."
The pain was so intense that she fainted, and blood began to flow from her body.
Looking at Ouyang Maomao's current state, Su Wanwan's anger was like being doused with cold water, gradually replaced by helplessness.
Her best friend is hopeless!
She sighed heavily, her eyes revealing a hint of weariness and helplessness. "Forget it, it's come to this now, what's the use of futilely blaming her?"
A short while later, Fu Ning came running back, panting, holding a sharp pair of scissors in her hand.
Su Wanwan took the scissors and carefully began to cut away the stuck hair.
That was the hair she had always loved to death.
Fu Ning held the female lead's hand tightly, constantly encouraging and comforting her: "It's alright, Sister Wanwan."
Finally, her hair was cut, and Su Wanwan successfully escaped from the elevator, collapsing to the ground, her body still trembling.
Accompanied by a sharp siren, an ambulance sped to the outside of the mall.
As soon as the car came to a stop, the doors opened quickly, and several medical staff jumped out carrying emergency equipment.
"Get to the scene immediately and provide timely medical attention to the patient!"
"yes!"
They walked hurriedly, their expressions serious, heading straight for the scene of the incident.
Medical staff rushed to the scene and carried out rescue work professionally and efficiently.
A doctor knelt down to carefully examine Ouyang Maomao's condition, while another nurse busily prepared emergency equipment.
Su Wanwan gripped Fu Ning's hand tightly as she stood up, her stomach throbbing with excruciating pain.
The rescue scene was tense yet orderly, with everyone working hard to save the female supporting character's life.
Under the guidance of medical staff, the female lead helped them to safely transfer the female supporting character onto a stretcher.
Su Wanwan's steps seemed a little unsteady, but she followed closely behind the rescuers.
Every step I took felt like a struggle against immense pain.
"What's wrong, Sister Wanwan?" Fu Ning noticed something was wrong and asked her carefully.
Her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and she could barely lift them.
The sharp pains in her stomach turned her face as pale as paper.
Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her lips lost all color.
Despite the pain, the female protagonist struggled forward and shook her head, saying, "I'm fine."
"Your face is so pale, how can you say you're alright?"
Su Wanwan didn't want Fu Ning to worry, but her weakened state made it increasingly difficult for her to cope.
Just as she was about to collapse, she reached out and supported Fu Ning.
She could only continue forward by leaning on Fu Ning's body.
His breathing became rapid and shallow, as if each breath required all his strength.
"What happened? Does it hurt somewhere?" Fu Ning was so frightened that she cried.
Su Wanwan's eyes were filled with pain and helplessness. She clenched her teeth tightly and finally decided to confess, "My stomach feels very painful and keeps dropping."
"Doctor! Doctor!" Fu Ning hurriedly called out to the paramedics.
When the doctors turned around, Su Wanwan had completely fainted and was unconscious.
Seeing that the medical staff were paying attention to Su Wanwan, Fu Ning took out her phone and called Jiang Shengjun directly: "Brother Ajun, something happened to Sister Wanwan, she's bleeding a lot."
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