While the couple was studying the painting, Mrs. Ye also came over and said, "Hey, didn't I give this painting to Xiao Su? Why is it here?"
"Mom, this is what Xiao Su brought." Ye Yanli had a smile on his handsome face. "I wonder what she used it for."
Mrs. Ye thought for a moment and then said, "I heard that this year's cultural fair is about to begin. Is she going to attend it?"
"It's very possible." Song Jiayan continued, "otherwise, what would she do if she suddenly took out this painting?"
While the three of them were chatting, Ruan Su changed his clothes and came over, speaking in a casual and casual tone, "Uncle, I'm going to attend the Cultural Expo tomorrow with Shang Lingxiao. If you and aunt are okay,
If you want, you can go over and have some fun.”
The CIIF was quite lively.
Every year, many big names in calligraphy and painting compete there in various competitions, and the prizes are also very good.
Especially this year, stone gambling has been added.
Ruan Su thinks it is very interesting and worth a visit.
"I heard there will be new tricks this year, so it doesn't hurt to go." Ye Yanli became interested. He looked at Song Jiayan again, "Honey, what do you think?"
"Okay! I've never been to a cultural fair before!" Song Jiayan replied enthusiastically.
"Then it's settled." Ruan Su nodded, and she put the painting away, "I have to go out."
Old Mrs. Ye looked out the window at the pouring rain, which was making a crackling sound.
"Xiao Su, the weather is so bad and it's not safe to drive. Where are you going?"
Almost all of his tone was worried.
Ruan Su slightly narrowed his clear almond eyes and said, "Meet a friend."
"Friend?" Before Mrs. Ye could ask again, Ruan Su had already held an umbrella and stepped into the rain.
The old lady looked helplessly at her back and sighed, "This child!"
"Xiao Su is sensible, Mom, don't worry." Ye Yanli comforted the old lady and went back to the room with Song Jiayan.
Ruan Su came to the garage holding an umbrella and got directly into the BMW.
As the car drove into the pouring rain, she thought of the WeChat message she had just received.
"Boss, my stomach hurts."
Jian Qiqi was rolling in pain on the bed at this time. She didn't know why her stomach ached after just drinking a glass of watermelon juice.
It was clear that my period had not come yet, but my stomach hurt very much.
There were beads of sweat on her forehead, she was feeling weak all over, and her face was pale and pale.
She took out her mobile phone and called Song Yan feebly, but no one answered at all.
At this time, Song Yan was accompanying Bo Xingzhi to a meeting, and his cell phone
The whole process is silent, so you don’t even know there is a call!
Jian Qiqi had no choice but to send WeChat and call Ruan Su!
"Boss..."
Ruan Su was startled as soon as she opened her mouth. "How are you? I'll go there right now! If that doesn't work, call the ambulance first!"
"I...I don't know what the national emergency number is..." Jian Qiqi almost convulsed in pain. After she gritted her teeth and said this, her phone fell to the ground with a "pop!"
She fainted from pain all over, and there was a cramping pain in her lower abdomen...
At the moment when she fainted from pain, what she didn't know was that something seeped out from between her legs...
Ruan Su shouted anxiously while driving, "Qiqi? Qiqi? How are you?"
But there was a busy tone on the other end of the phone.
She stepped on the accelerator harder and harder, speeding through the rain.
It was raining heavily and the ground was slippery. It was rare to see someone racing as crazy as she did.
She honked her horn wildly and the cars gave way.
About ten minutes later, she rushed to the apartment where Jian Qiqi was staying.
She knocked on the door but no one answered. She got anxious and kicked her several times in a row, almost using up all her strength.
Finally, the door to Jian Qiqi's apartment was kicked open. As soon as he entered, he smelled a faint smell of blood.
"Qiqi? Qiqi?"
Ruan Su shouted while looking for Jian Qiqi everywhere, and finally found Jian Qiqi who had fainted on the ground in the bathroom. However, when she saw the pool of blood under Jian Qiqi's body, she was shocked.
My heart almost stopped!
She rushed over like crazy and hugged Jian Qiqi into her arms, "Qiqi? Qiqi?"
Jian Qiqi's face was as pale as a broken rag doll. Ruan Su quickly picked her up and rushed outside.
Why is there so much blood?
Jian Qiqi has always been in good health, not to mention she is also a shooting athlete.
How could there be so much blood?
Ruan Su was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything else.
He carried Jian Qiqi downstairs, put her directly into the back seat of the car, and drove towards the nearby hospital.
"Hereby, I declare this meeting to be a successful conclusion."
As the president's voice fell, the warm applause also sounded deafening.
Participants in the meeting walked out of the venue one after another.
Song Yan also took out his mobile phone.
Set mute to sound mode.
As a result, this didn't matter, and he was instantly shocked.
Jian Qiqi called him several times and sent him WeChat messages.
His expression suddenly changed, and he quickly called Jian Qiqi, but no one answered. He called several times but couldn't get through.
He said anxiously, "Master, I have to go back to the apartment. Something may have happened to Qiqi."
Bo Xingzhi was stunned, "What happened?"
At this moment, Song Yan's cell phone rang again. It was Ruan Su, "Assistant Song, we are now in the emergency department of XX Hospital. Come here quickly."
Song Yan was so anxious that she asked, "Madam, what's wrong with Qiqi? Is she sick?"
"Let's talk about it when you get here. The doctor is checking." After Ruan Su said that, he hung up the phone.
So Song Yan and Bo Xingzhi drove directly towards the hospital where Jian Qiqi was staying.
The atmosphere was very silent along the way, and Song Yan drove the car very fast.
Bo Xingzhi glanced at the time and then at the pouring rain outside the window. "Xiao Su is there with you. There shouldn't be any big problems. Don't worry too much."
Even so, Song Yan still felt quite sad.
She must have been feeling very uncomfortable at the time, right? Her boyfriend was not by her side.
Song Yan blamed herself so much that she couldn't help but step on the accelerator even harder.
When they rushed to the emergency department of the hospital, they saw Ruan Su standing outside the emergency room.
Ruan Su wore a white top, a pair of blue jeans, and a pair of sneakers, looking very refreshing.
However, the look on her face was not refreshing at all.
After seeing the two men, Ruan Su stood up and said, "The situation is not optimistic."
Song Yan's head buzzed, "What... is not optimistic? She has always been in good health..."
"Ectopic pregnancy." Ruan Su's voice was filled with sadness, "This is her first pregnancy, but it's very possible..."
It's also the last time.
"You mean...she's pregnant?" Song Yan's face suddenly turned pale. "Extrauterine...pregnancy!"
To be continued...