The nurse didn’t try to forcefully pull away, but instead let out a soft sigh and spoke in a low voice, "Miss Ling, your child... couldn’t be saved. Please, accept my condolences."
Couldn’t be saved... the child... gone, gone...
Ling Chuxia’s hand, which had been gripping the nurse’s, loosened feebly and fell heavily back onto the blanket. Her eyes were wide open, yet the light within them extinguished in an instant, leaving a deathly stillness.
The nurse looked at her, opened her mouth to say something but realized that at this moment, any words would be so pale and powerless. She sighed again, tidied up the things in her hand, and then turned and left the room.
Ling Chuxia’s hand, trembling, moved to her belly. Her child, who had clearly been there for such a long time, how could it just be gone?
This child, initially regarded by her merely as a tool, not anticipated, had been living so stubbornly. How could it just be gone?
Baby, how could you be so heartless, to leave mom all alone?
How could you be gone, just like that...
Tears flooded from her eyes instantly, like pearls off a broken string, drip by drip they fell, soaking into the white pillow. Ling Chuxia hugged herself tightly and began to wail.
Sister Hua had felt palpitations early in the morning, her eyelids kept twitching, and she didn’t know what was wrong until she received a call from Shi Che. Hearing his words, she nearly had a heart attack, "What? Young Madam was in a car accident?"
Hadn’t the Young Madam gone out to meet the young master’s invitation yesterday? They both didn’t come home last night, and she thought the young couple had gone out for a sweet, romantic time. How could... how could there have been a car accident?
"She’s at Renmin Hospital; you go... take good care of her."
"Yes, I will go right away!"
After hanging up, Sister Hua hastily removed her apron, hurried upstairs to pack some daily necessities for Ling Chuxia, and then rushed out the door.
After putting down the phone, Shi Che leaned back into the sofa, closed his eyes wearily for a moment.
Xiao Zhao, who was standing beside him, was also extremely surprised. Last night, he had received a call from a bar owner, who said that President Shi was drinking himself into a stupor at his place and asked him to come and take the man home. At that time, he was half asleep and thought he was dreaming.
Because he knew, Shi Che was supposed to have a candlelit dinner date with the Young Madam yesterday. How could he possibly be drunkenly wasting away in a bar?
But after the bar owner’s repeated assurances, he realized something was seriously wrong. He climbed out of bed right away and sped to the bar.
Indeed... he found a drunken Shi Che.
Having followed him for so long, he had almost never seen Shi Che drink to such a state. What... what had happened?
With Shi Che so drunk, there was no way to ask questions. He could only help him into the car and drove him to a nearby residence.
This morning when he woke up, he could see that Shi Che’s headache was bothering him again, his brow furrowed tightly in pain. He reached out to the nightstand, groping around. Xiao Zhao thought he was looking for medicine and was about to help him find it, but instead, he grabbed his phone and dialed Sister Hua’s number.
Then, he heard the news about Ling Chuxia’s car accident.
He had thought last night that it was probably just another quarrel between the two, a disagreement, but he had never expected it to be . However... since the Young Madam had been in an accident, why hadn’t President Shi gone to the hospital? And even gone as far as to drink himself into such a stupor?