Qiao Zhilan asked, "Chenzi, why did you meet Ruoshuang and the others?"

"Didn't I just accompany Ning Yue'er to the clothing factory? On the way back, I almost got home. I met a soldier who asked me if I could send an injured child to the hospital, so Ning Yue'er came back first. I took the child to the hospital. When I was about to leave, I saw the helicopter about to land. I wanted to see if it was Qi Ming, but I saw Aunt Xu. Her leg was injured. I went up to say hello to her. I saw a pale person lying on the stretcher. I knew him, Wen Chanjuan. As soon as I asked Aunt Xu, it was indeed. After a while, the doctor in the emergency room sent the person out and said that he had tried his best and could only use a ventilator to maintain his breathing. After taking it, the person was gone immediately."

Regarding Wen Chanjuan, Gu Yichen felt that he had a pity with her, so he had contacted a few times. He was quite optimistic and had a good relationship with Ning Yue, so Gu Yichen immediately drove back to find Ning Yue, whether it was to see Aunt Xu, or to see Wen Chanjuan for the last time.

Ning Yue covered her mouth and refused to let herself cry: "No, she will definitely be able to save her. Maybe she will be out of danger when we arrive at the hospital."

Gu Yichen nodded: "Yes."

Thinking of the girl who smiles all the time she comes to her house, Qiao Zhilan feels uncomfortable, but at this time, she doesn’t know how to comfort Ningning, so she has to hold her shoulders: “Lingning, don’t be too sad, it’s the most taboo to be overjoyed and worried when pregnant.”

Gu Yichen also regretted it. He shouldn't have come to see Ning Yue. Last time in the hospital, when something happened to Song Chengyi, she cried and the child disappeared. If she went there in a while, Wen Chanjuan was really gone. When she cried and the child got into trouble, he would become a sinner forever. Song Chengyi wouldn't have to fight for him?

But it was almost time for the hospital and there was no turning back. Gu Yichen had to bite the bullet and continue driving: "Yes, yes, yes, Ning Yue'er, Aunt Qiao is right. You must control your emotions. No matter what happens, don't be excited. Think about the children in your belly and think about Song Chengyi."

Ning Yue touched her lower abdomen, slowed her breathing, and began to adjust herself: "Well, I will pay attention."

After parking the car, Gu Yichen took them directly to Wen Chanjuan's ward. There were wounded everywhere, and the corridor was full of people.

Xu Ruoshuang sat on the chair, and the little nurse was helping her with her leg injury. By the side of Wen Chanjuan's bed, her mother Min Chunhua cried into tears.

Another man in his early fifties has never seen Ning Yue, but it seems that he is Wen Chanjuan's father Wen Chenggong. His bloody eyes cannot hide his desperate sadness. As a parent, the most painful thing is to watch the child's life pass by bit before his eyes, but he is powerless.

Ning Yue didn't dare to step forward. She couldn't imagine that the girl lying on the hospital bed could leave at any time. The girl who once smiled and said to her, "Hello, I'm Wen Chanjuan", was also afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions.

Wen Chenggong finally looked at his daughter on the hospital bed with nostalgia, raised her head and closed her eyes: "Take it out!"

Min Chunhua said excitedly: "No, you can't pull it out. If you pull out your daughter, you won't breathe."

Wen Chenggong opened his eyes: "You didn't see, did Xiaojuan work hard?"
Chapter completed!