Shi Che arrived at the restaurant half an hour early.
Tonight, he had booked the entire Silver Sea Restaurant for himself and Ling Chuxia alone.
The restaurant manager had other tables and chairs removed, leaving only a table and chairs in the center of the restaurant, carefully arranging the decor. The lighting was dim, the music soft, creating an incredibly romantic atmosphere.
Sitting in his chair, Shi Che gazed at the cluster of champagne roses on the table, each petal seemingly delicate and dewy. Small drops of water clung to them, which, under the lighting, appeared even more vivid.
A soft light glimmered in Shi Che’s dark eyes as a slow smile spread across his lips, imagining the expression on Ling Chuxia’s face when she received the flowers, his smile growing deeper.
Then, he raised his hand to glance at his watch—7:45 pm. Only fifteen more minutes until her arrival.
He lowered his hand, turning his head slightly to look out the floor-to-ceiling windows.
By this time, dusk had settled, and the lights of the city were just beginning to illuminate the urban landscape.
The motorcycle owner, although he had sought the nearest hospital, still had a drive of almost twenty minutes. By the time they arrived at the hospital entrance, Ling Chuxia’s face was ashen, her back drenched in cold sweat that soaked through her clothes. She could not even speak, and a trail of bright red blood snaked down her leg.
Seeing Ling Chuxia’s state, the owner also turned pale, his voice trembling as he said, "Miss, hold on, we’ve arrived at the hospital, I’ll take you inside now!"
With that, he immediately picked up Ling Chuxia and strode into the hospital.
Ling Chuxia felt herself being placed on a soft hospital bed. Then it seemed a figure in a white robe approached. Pain obscured her consciousness, and she felt an increasingly severe dropping sensation below. She could even sense something flowing out.
Her child... No, she couldn’t lose her child.
Straining to maintain her last bit of consciousness, she reached out again to grab the person in the white robe, opening her mouth with difficulty, "Doctor, save my child, you must save my child!"
The doctor seemed to utter something in response, but she couldn’t hear it clearly; she just kept murmuring, "Save my child," until she completely lost consciousness.
After the motorcycle owner brought Ling Chuxia into the emergency room, he quickly stepped back out. He looked around, lowered his motorcycle helmet, then turned and quickly walked out of the hospital before riding away.
Only after traveling a certain distance did he stop. The apprehensive look he had carried was completely gone, replaced by utter calmness.
He removed his helmet, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.
After a few rings, the call connected, a gentle and pleasant voice answered, "How did it go?"
The man replied, "Everything proceeded as you instructed."
The voice on the other end chuckled softly, satisfied, "Very well, I’ll transfer the money to your account immediately. Remember, after you get the money, never come back."
After Ling Chuxia fell into a coma, the doctors rushed to save her. A nurse needed her information for registration but couldn’t find the person who brought Ling Chuxia there.
With no other choice, the nurse took Ling Chuxia’s purse, found her ID card, registered her information, and then tried to notify her family members.
Not knowing who her relatives were, the nurse searched through Chuxia’s mobile phone, opened the call log, found the last person she had spoken with, and dialed the number.