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Chapter 1,236 Too late

Chapter 1,236 It’s too late

Zhuo Qianyun only felt that her whole body was getting more and more uncomfortable, her face became paler and paler, and her hands were tightly covering her abdomen.

Seeing this, Ye Wenming hurriedly said to Zhuo Qianyun, "Bear a little longer, this is a hospital, and I will take you to a doctor right away." Although this hospital is not a specialized obstetrics and gynecology hospital, in the emergency room, it can be said to be more or less effective.

There are some ways to relieve her pain first.

But just when Ye Wenming was about to take Zhuo Qianyun to the emergency room, those people still blocked the way and kept taking pictures with the cameras in their hands. One of them even put the camera in front of Zhuo Qianyun.

Ye Wenming waved the opponent away with one hand.

The camera in the other party's hand fell to the ground. Immediately, the reporters expressed their expressions and then hit Ye Wenming, "Dare you smash my camera? Foreigners like you better get out of Lucheng, Xia

Are you able to take care of family affairs?"

Ye Wenming protected Zhuo Qianyun and suddenly looked embarrassed when faced with the attacks of several reporters.

Zhuo Qianyun was in so much pain that she could hardly speak. She only felt the man beside her protecting her, and there seemed to be sounds of being hit in her ears, but none of them hit her body.

.

Suddenly, a "bang" sound was heard.

Zhuo Qianyun only saw a camera that hit Ye Wenming's head. Immediately, blood flowed from Ye Wenming's forehead. The bright red blood slid down his cheek and dripped onto her face, which was so hot.

Zhuo Qianyun's heart trembled. She knew that Ye Wenming's skills were not bad. If it weren't for protecting her, he would never be in such an embarrassing situation.

But now, she was in so much pain that she couldn't even fully express her apology.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of fighting stopped. Zhuo Qianyun felt herself being picked up by a pair of strong arms, and then she heard the familiar and deep voice, "Be patient, we will be in the emergency room soon."

.”

But what about him? What happened to him?

Zhuo Qianyun opened her eyes with almost difficulty. She could only vaguely see his profile. The blood was still flowing down his forehead and cheeks, so brightly red...

Next, her entire body was surrounded by darkness.

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When Zhuo Qianyun woke up, what came into view was Ling Yiran's face.

Zhuo Qianyun asked anxiously, "How is Ye Wenming? Is he okay?!"

Ling Yiran was stunned for a moment, and then said, "He is okay, he suffered some injuries, but fortunately it is a skin injury, but the child in your belly is not in good condition at the moment."

Zhuo Qianyun was surprised, "How is the child?"

"The burden the child has placed on your liver has become greater and greater. Maybe 7 months is not guaranteed. Once your pain attacks again, it is very likely that the child will be taken out directly." Ling still looked calm.

Solemnly.

Zhuo Qianyun's complexion suddenly turned pale.

Ling Yiran continued, "So, now we must escort you back to Shencheng. There is a better medical team in Shencheng, which can provide you with better treatment. And after you really give birth to the baby, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive."

It’s suitable for running around with children, and now is the best time to go back to Shenzhen.”

When Zhuo Qianyun heard this, she also knew that what Ling Yiran said was correct. If she continued to stay in Lucheng, she would give birth to a baby at any time, and the treatment of premature babies would probably take a long time. If it were true,

If you give birth to a child here, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave until half a year later.

"But Xia Xi still..." Zhuo Qianyun said hesitantly.

"Natsuki, you don't have to worry. Although it was only a preliminary diagnosis before, the chance of winning is already eight to nine out of ten. I will continue to settle this matter here. As for you, the most important thing now is to give birth well.

This child has to survive this dangerous period safely. Only after he has passed it can we talk about the future. Otherwise, do you think Xia Xi will be happy if you stay in this situation?"

Every word Ling Yiran spoke struck into Zhuo Qianyun's heart.

She bit her lip and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll go back to Shencheng." Her eyes fell on her bulging belly under the sheets.

The child, she hoped that the child could be born safely.

Hearing this, Ling Yiran breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll go find a doctor to make arrangements, and I'll go back to Shencheng tomorrow."

Just when she was about to leave the ward, she suddenly seemed to remember something and said to Zhuo Qianyun, "Do you really think your love for Ye Wenming is too shallow?"

Zhuo Qianyun looked at the other party blankly and didn't react for a while.

"When you open your eyes, the first thing you think of is Ye Wenming's injury, not the child in your belly." Ling Yiran said, "We all know how much you value this child, and you are even willing to trade your own life for it.

The existence of the child, but... you were most worried about Ye Wenming just now, not the child."

Zhuo Qianyun was stunned, with a look of astonishment on her face.

Ling Yiran sighed, "Sister Zhuo, have you ever thought that your love for Ye Wenming is actually not shallow, but you have never realized how deep it is."

Ling Yiran left the ward, while Zhuo Qianyun fell into silence.

Haven't you discovered how deep it is? Her heart was throbbing with pain because of these words, and her hand couldn't help but touch her abdomen.

When did she start to have so many feelings for Ye Wenming?

Was it the moment when he risked his life to save her? Or, over the years, even though she kept saying that she had no feelings for him, he had already infiltrated into her life and feelings.

It's just...it's too late now, he has long forgotten that feeling. Even now, what if she finds that she loves him deeply?

She doesn't even know how long she can live, maybe only a few months, maybe a few years. How can she love him like this?

Is it just based on her current broken body, which is about to die?

Zhuo Qianyun smiled bitterly, but tears welled up from her eyes and kept dripping on the white quilt.

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Ling Yiran has confirmed with the hospital that tomorrow the hospital will send out an ambulance to escort Zhuo Qianyun back to Shencheng. The first aid equipment on the ambulance can also provide better safety protection for Zhuo Qianyun.

After confirming the ambulance and the doctor who would accompany it, Ling Yiran went to Ye Wenming's ward.

Ye Wenming was half lying on the hospital bed. The wound on his forehead had been sutured and was wrapped with gauze.
Chapter completed!
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