"Ah? She had a miscarriage," someone shrieked from the crowd.
Upon hearing that voice, Ye Que's nerves tightened; he froze for a moment before finally turning his head.
In front of him, Chi Zaozao sat motionless on the ground, her loose dress revealing a large patch of blood underneath.
A miscarriage?
No!
Ye Que instinctively bent down to embrace her, "No, it can't be, the child will be fine."
He picked her up uncontrollably and dashed straight toward the mall exit.
Watching Ye Que holding Chi Zaozao disappearing into the distance, Tang Wanjun lying motionless on the ground let tears fall from her eyes before she passed out.
Zaozao, I'm sorry!
It was me who hurt you, hurt your child, sorry!
After she blacked out, people in the mall called an ambulance, and soon after, Tang Wanjun was also taken to the hospital.
Holding Chi Zaozao, feeling his arms stained with her blood, Ye Que drove like a madman, running who knows how many red lights along the way.
