Chapter 99: Premature Birth

The two cars collided, the deafening roar of the impact shaking the ears; the screech of twisting metal mixed with the sound of shattering glass, the car hoods instantly caved in and deformed, and the airbags popped out violently.

The massive shockwave caused Qin Shu to briefly lose consciousness.

Pain, so much pain.

Zhang Ma had shielded her from the fatal blow and dragged her out of the car.

"Young Mistress, wake up."

Qin Shu felt someone calling her, and she struggled to open her weary eyes.

Zhang Ma was covered in blood; she gripped Qin Shu's hand, gripping it very tightly, her voice hoarse: "Young Mistress, run quickly."

That hand holding hers no longer had any strength; it fell to the ground, silent and still, and she could no longer hear her voice.

Qin Shu opened her eyes, her hands trembling as she went to hold Zhang Ma's hand, crying out: "Zhang Ma, don't sleep."

The phone, where is the phone?

Qin Shu felt an unprecedented despair and began to search for the phone; the phone had landed a meter away, its screen shattered.

A lot of blood was flowing from beneath Qin Shu; she endured the intense pain, dragging her heavy body to reach for the phone, the blood flowing down her lower body, winding out a deep trail.

Qin Shu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, damp strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, looking utterly disheveled.

She tremblingly touched the phone and dialed Gu Tingyan's number to beg for help.

Only a cold, robotic female voice came through the receiver: Sorry, the number you have dialed is not answering.

Qin Shu fell into deep despair once again.

Why was he always absent when she needed him most?

Qin Shu called Gu Tingyan again, but his phone would not go through; no one answered.

Qin Shu sent a message to Gu Tingyan: "Gu Tingyan, answer the phone."

She typed with trembling fingers: "I've been in a car accident and am going into premature labor."

Qin Shu did not know who she could trust at this moment; she kept feeling that everyone wanted to harm her.

If she went to the hospital, could she still walk out of the operating room alive and unharmed?

At this moment, Qin Shu truly understood that the wealthy family is as deep as the sea; its terror—the Gu Family, this deep mansion, was a place that devoured people.

Ji Yanli, Ji Yanli.

Qin Shu tremblingly dialed Ji Yanli's number, and the other side answered in a second, as if he had been waiting for this call for a long time; the man's voice was gentle: "Huahua."

Qin Shu was trembling uncontrollably, her consciousness beginning to drift; she held on with her last bit of strength, her voice as thin as a mosquito's: "Yanli, I've been in a car accident, save me."

She felt so cold, so cold.

"Send me your location, don't be afraid, I'm coming right now."

Qin Shu used her last bit of strength to send him the location, and a message popped up; her fingertips touched the screen, and a photo appeared on it.

Weibo Trending: The Crown Prince of the Gu Family takes his girlfriend to watch fireworks in A Guo.

In the photo, the high night sky was like ink, brilliant fireworks exploding in the horizon, two figures overlapping.

The man had broad, upright shoulders, the hem of his black coat lifted by the evening breeze, and the woman's slender figure leaned against his side, her light-colored skirt swaying gently, their shoulders pressed together.

Under the sky full of starlight, it outlined a gentle and lingering silhouette.

Qin Shu lay in a pool of blood, seeing those brilliant fireworks on the screen, tears of endless regret flowing from the corners of her eyes.

She regretted meeting Gu Tingyan so much.

She regretted falling in love with him so much.

She even felt she was somewhat pathetic.

Not loved, deceived, betrayed.

The vitality of the child in her belly was fading, and Qin Shu seemed to hear the child's cry: Mommy, I'm leaving.

Why was it that everything she wanted to keep, she couldn't keep a single thing?

Qin Shu raised her hand to grab, whispering: Don't go, baby, don't go.

That piece of flesh in her heart felt like it was rotting; she collapsed on the ground, broken like a blood-stained rag doll.

The phone slipped from her hand, and the sky began to snow, falling snowflakes landing on her.

She lay in the pool of blood, with only the sky full of wind and snow rolling silently.

New Sharp Technology Group.

"Cancel the meeting."

Ji Yanli took a call, said this quickly, then stood up anxiously and ran toward the door.

In the conference room, the company employees were stunned; they had never seen the president lose his composure like this.

The man held his phone and called his special assistant, his voice carrying unprecedented heaviness: "Get the helicopter ready."

"I'm coming right now."

Ji Yanli lifted his legs and ran quickly toward the roof, his heart aching sharply, his panic uncontrollable.

The helicopter arrived at the destination quickly.

Snowflakes danced all over the sky.

When Ji Yanli arrived, the helicopter landed; he saw this scene before him, his pupils shrinking sharply, his heart aching in waves.

Qin Shu lay in a pool of blood, and Gu Yichen was just crouching beside her, his face covered in tear tracks, engulfed in intense despair.

Ji Yanli walked over quickly, carefully carried the three people on the ground onto the helicopter, and sent them to the hospital owned by the Ji Family at the fastest speed.

Inside the operating room.

"This person has no breath." The doctor sighed and shook his head.

"The pregnant woman has lost so much blood, and the child is only seven months old; it must be a premature birth."

"Ask the family members whether to save the mother or the child..."

The nurse opened the door to the operating room and said respectfully to Ji Yanli, "The patient was brought in too late; there is no longer any breath."

"That pregnant woman's condition is critical; the child is only seven months along, I'm afraid it cannot be saved."

"Save the mother or the child?"

Ji Yanli's eyes were bloodshot: "Do your best to save both; if you can't save both, save the mother."

"Understood."

Ji Yanli called Gu Tingyan over and over again, but no one answered on the other end; he pressed his lips into a thin line and called Lu Ziqian: "Where is Gu Tingyan? His wife was in a car accident, and the baby is premature!"

The handsome face of the man who was always gentle and refined twisted for a moment: "Where on earth is he?!"

Lu Ziqian was shocked: "What?"

"Tingyan is abroad; I will try to contact the people around him."

Lu Ziqian hung up the phone, feeling his brain buzzing; he had also seen the trending search, and Lu Ziqian felt that Gu Tingyan and Qin Shu had reached the absolute end this time.

He took a deep breath and called A Zhong, but A Zhong was recovering from injuries and had not followed Gu Tingyan abroad.

A Zhong: "The person who went abroad with President Gu is the Madam's person."

Lu Ziqian hung up the phone, roughly realizing that Gu Tingyan's phone being unreachable was Lin Jingshu's doing.

He found out Gu Tingyan's location and entrusted friends abroad to quickly go find Gu Tingyan.

Outside the operating room door.

Gu Yichen sat on a cold chair; his clothes were crumpled and covered in blood, making it impossible to tell if it was his own or Qin Shu's.

He lowered his head, holding a small watch, and persistently called Gu Tingyan over and over again.

He had called over a hundred times, but he could not get through to his father's phone.

Inside the hospital room.

Gu Yichen held Qin Shu's hand and sat beside her, calling Qin Shu's name over and over: "Mommy, Mommy."

Qin Shu's consciousness was plunged into a vast, white fog; she could not distinguish directions and had lost the way back, but a familiar child's voice reached her ears.

The fingers of the person on the hospital bed twitched, her eyelashes fluttered, and she regained consciousness.

The first thing Qin Shu did upon waking was to raise her hand to touch her abdomen; her flat belly signaled that the child was no longer inside.