She, absorbed in her own thoughts, did not notice the many tiny pearls scattered on the staircase steps.
Already at the corner step, her foot suddenly slid, and then she tumbled backward, "Ah—"
Snapping back to reality, Tang Yuyan was so frightened her face turned pale, wanting to quickly grab the handrail beside her, but it was already too late.
Tumbling down the stairs one after another, Tang Yuyan clearly felt the back of her head hitting the marble steps repeatedly, dizziness washing over her, and by the time she stopped rolling, she had already lost consciousness.
In the corridor on the second floor, Nangong Mingchuan, as if he had heard a phantom, suddenly paused, hearing his wife’s scream.
He thought he had heard wrong and stood frozen for quite a while before continuing forward.
When he descended two flights of stairs, he found at the very bottom, the familiar figure of his wife lying there.
His face turned pale with shock, and he quickly picked up his pace, the urgency making him similarly unaware of the pearls scattered on the steps.
Stumbling several times, he, too, failed to steady himself and fell down the stairs—
As he fell, his vision began to blur, but his heart was still filled with worry for his wife lying beside him.
Having hit his head, Nangong Mingchuan struggled to maintain his consciousness and crawled to Tang Yuyan’s side.
His voice was weak, and the hospital, silent in the dead of night, had not a soul in the stairwell.
He knew that even if he called for help, no one would hear.
And the figure in the nurse’s uniform standing behind the emergency exit door, upon seeing Nangong Mingchuan fall as well, changed expression, wanting to come forward and help. Yet upon seeing Tang Yuyan, she ultimately turned about and swiftly fled the scene!
Nangong Mingchuan’s vision gradually blurred, and when he awoke again, it had been twenty minutes later.
Bracing himself against the aches in his body, he got up. His head was sore but no longer felt as foggy.
Looking at his unconscious wife, he was frantic, "Yuyan? Yuyan, how are you!?"
Propping his wife up to check on her, he saw her complexion was so pale that it lacked any sign of life.
The next second, he quickly picked her up and rushed toward the emergency room!
He roared towards the hospital lobby like a madman, "Doctor, where’s the doctor!?"
In the middle of the night, his roar startled several medical staff members who quickly took Tang Yuyan into the emergency room!
At 0:36 in the early morning, Gu Qiangwei was sleeping heavily when she was awakened by the ringing of her phone.
She frowned, and even Qin Sijue, who was cuddling her in his sleep, scowled in irritation, a trace of displeasure appearing on his handsome face, although he made no move.
But with the ringtone still sounding insistently, Gu Qiangwei had no choice but to get up from Qin Sijue’s embrace and reached for the cell phone on the nightstand with sleep-blurred eyes.
Without even looking at the caller ID, she slid her finger across the answer button and brought it to her ear, her voice tinged with tiredness.
From the phone came a man’s hoarse and low voice.
Gu Qiangwei’s sleepiness faded a bit as she recognized the voice.
She frowned, glancing at Qin Sijue, who was still sleeping soundly.
"What’s the matter, calling me so late?"
It was the early hours of the morning, and Shen Mochen had never called her this late before.