"I... I’ll go first!" In the corner, a pregnant woman volunteered, raising her hand eagerly.
Chen Jianguo cracked a smile, "Speak."
"I... my husband and I... have been... childhood sweethearts." The woman’s voice was still shivering as her husband held her tightly, as if giving her strength in this manner, "We... we were classmates in elementary school, still in the same class in junior high, and we started dating back then. Later... in high school we were in the same school but different classes, and in college, we were in the same city but different universities, but we never broke up. After graduation, we got married, and in the second year of marriage, I got pregnant... We have been together for over a decade, and our relationship has always been very strong."
Perhaps as the process of the narration continued, she gradually gained confidence, and her voice finally stopped trembling, "Throughout these years, we’ve only had each other. Although we have argued and had disagreements, we never thought about separating. And now... now we just want to welcome the birth of this child." Chapters first released on novèlfire.net
At this point, she couldn’t help but embrace her belly, exchanging a glance with her husband beside her, both of their eyes conveying deep affection.
Chen Jianguo, who had been listening expressionlessly, scoffed when he saw their demeanor, "Childhood sweethearts, all nonsense! So boring!"
The pregnant woman was so frightened that she turned pale, leaned into her husband’s embrace, her lips trembling, not daring to speak again.
"You’ve already lost your chance." Seeing the terrified look on the pregnant woman’s face, Chen Jianguo said maliciously.
The couple’s faces revealed an expression of utter despair.
The first one to take the risk didn’t get anything good, the others looked at each other, afraid to speak rashly.
Chen Jianguo became impatient, "Are you going to talk or not? If not, you might as well die together!"
After saying this, he made a move as if to light the fuse.
"I... I’ll speak!" Another pregnant woman spoke up.
Outside the department, all the hospital leaders had gathered but were chaotically arguing, unable to come up with a solution.
Pei Yuanchen walked over and said in a deep voice, "First arrange for people to evacuate, prepare a medical team ready for rescue, and bring me some water and dry ice. Leave the rest to me."
The hospital leaders were shocked, "Who are you?"
Pei Yuanchen’s expression was grim, his tone icy, "Just do as I say!"
The group looked at each other and ultimately found themselves unconsciously arranging things as Pei Yuanchen had ordered.
Pei Yuanchen’s gaze still lingered on the ring of explosives around Chen Jianguo’s waist.
If he could just ensure the lighter was disarmed, then subduing him would not be difficult.
Pei Yuanchen took a deep breath.
Inside the department, pregnant women continued to share their love stories, but whether it was mundane and warm or dramatically heartfelt, all were met with Chen Jianguo’s vicious mockery.
By the end, all the pregnant women in the corner had spoken, yet Chen Jianguo wasn’t satisfied with any of them.
He scoffed at them, "None of you stand a chance anymore. Get ready to join my wife and child in death."
A suppressed wave of crying followed.
The doctor had stayed silent all this time, but Zhixi believed it wasn’t due to fear, but rather because he was too angry and feared that speaking up might provoke Chen Jianguo.
Zhixi took a deep breath and spoke softly, "I... I haven’t spoken yet."
Chen Jianguo’s bloodshot eyes finally turned towards her, his smile cold, "Right, there’s still you."
"My husband and I... met through a matchmaker," Zhixi began softly.
This opening statement slightly altered the expression on Chen Jianguo’s face.