How could you bleed so much after a fall...
Chi Huan may not know, but An Ke has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he basically knows that there is a higher possibility of injuring joints and bones in such a fall. Unless a blood vessel is stabbed by something sharp, it is unlikely that he will bleed so much at once.
Until an aunt who came around said, "This is heavy bleeding, is it a miscarriage..."
… …
Hospital, emergency room.
As soon as the doctor came out, Chi Huan rushed forward in a few steps, "Doctor, how is she?"
"There's nothing wrong with the adults, but it's a pity that the child was not saved."
Chi Huan closed his eyes and raised his hand to hold his forehead.
"Are you her family member? Her current physical condition is very weak. It is best to stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days. She has to go through the hospitalization procedures."
"I... am just her friend. I can handle the hospitalization procedures for her."
"Okay, let her husband and family members come over as soon as possible."
Chi Huan nodded, feeling a little dazed.
Her husband…
Chi Huan asked An Ke to go through the hospitalization procedures. Wen Yi was still in a coma and had not woken up. She stood beside the hospital bed for a while, feeling indescribably heavy and depressed.
She walked out of the ward, took out her cell phone from her bag, and dialed Mo Shiqian's number.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered.
The man's deep voice revealed rare anxiety and fatigue, "Huanhuan, I'm busy, what do you want?"
"Wen Yi had a miscarriage."
The man's voice suddenly dropped, "Abortion?"
"The flight that the news mentioned about the crash..." Chi Huan's voice was indescribably dry, "How... is Mo Shichen?"
She could basically tell from Wen Yi's reaction that this was the flight Mo Shichen took back to Paris.
After a moment of silence, Mo Shiqian said slowly and solemnly, "Yes, he is on the plane. The search and rescue team is still salvaging him. The specific situation will have to wait for the results of the salvage to come out."
"Do you think he..."
The man said calmly, "Once the plane crashes, the chance of survival is almost non-existent."
"Are you busy with search and rescue?"
"Um."
Chi Huan said softly, "Then get busy. I'll be with Wen Yi in the hospital. You can find a way to contact her family in Paris."
"Okay, take care of yourself."
"I will."
After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan found that her hands and feet were cold.
If Mo Shichen dies...
Wen Yi’s child is gone too.
In the entire Lawrence family... Mo Shiqian is the only one.
She stopped the whole idea and stopped thinking about it. Now was not the time to think about it.
Chi Huan got up and returned to the ward.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw that Wen Yi had woken up. There was no blood on her face. She lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.
Chi Huan rushed over in a few steps, "What are you doing? The doctor said you are weak and can only stay in bed to recuperate."
"I'm fine."
"Something's wrong with you. You just had a miscarriage. How can you be fine?"
Wen Yi's movements stopped immediately. She raised her head, her face as pale as snow, "What?"
Chi Huan was stunned, "You don't know... are you pregnant?" She was indeed pregnant for a short time, only about a month.
Wen Yi lowered her head, unconsciously touched her flat belly with her hand, and murmured, "I'm pregnant..."
I'm pregnant... but the baby is gone.
there is none left.
No more.
Chi Huan looked down at her, wanting to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say, not to mention that comfort would only seem feeble at this time.
So he just pursed his lips and said, "Lie down. The doctor said you need to recuperate. I have asked Mo Shiqian to contact your family."
family…
Wen Yi didn't speak for a while.
After a few minutes of silence, she said, "Do you still have my phone?"
Chi Huan walked over, picked her up and put it back in her bag and took out her mobile phone.
The screen is broken, but still usable.
Wen Yi held the phone and looked down at the lit screen, but she didn't know who to call for a while.
Chi Huan took the initiative to speak. She said in a low voice, "The plane crashed, the search and rescue team is still salvaging it, and Mo Shiqian is busy with it. If there is any news, I will tell you."
"Has he boarded the plane?"
"Yes."
Wen Yi closed her eyes, her pale face seemed to have suddenly lost all life.
… … …
The plane crashed into the sea, and the search and rescue team continued to salvage it for 24 hours. Part of the wreckage was recovered. The bodies were gradually recovered, and the death list was confirmed one by one.
There are still some bodies that have not been recovered.
Mo Shichen was killed and missing, and his body was not found.
The news that clod-sur CEO Eleven died in a plane crash immediately dominated the headlines of the economy, society, and even gossip magazines.
The prospective heir to a business empire with an unfathomable net worth passed away unexpectedly at the age of only 26. The most direct result was that the stock price of Clod-Sur Group plummeted, breaking through the lowest value in history, and it continued to decline.
Lawrence lost his son in old age, and then lost his unborn grandson. His already poor health deteriorated even more under such heavy blows.
But he still flew to Lancheng on the day Mo Shichen's plane crashed.
After the government's search and rescue team failed to recover the body, a lot of money and manpower were invested in trying to recover the missing body, but for a whole week, there was no result.
Salvaging in the sea is originally an extremely difficult task. Coupled with the movement of ocean currents, it is even more difficult to confirm the location. It is like finding a needle in a haystack.
When Chi Huan saw Lawrence again, he felt that he was ten years older.
It's rainy outside.
in the living room.
Lawrence was leaning on a cane, and his rich voice was hoarse and weak, "Your brother is no longer here, and your vice president will take over the affairs here. You will go to Paris immediately to take your brother's place."
This attitude didn't even sound like a discussion, it was just an order.
Mo Shiqian spoke slowly, "I said, I won't go to Paris. I didn't plan to go to Paris before, and I won't go in the future."
Lawrence coughed violently, "You are my only son now. If you don't inherit the company, who will I find to inherit it?"
He raised his eyelids and said calmly, "It's a pity that the eldest son has passed away, but you have no heir, which does not mean that I will take over... The Lawrence family is so big, they can always find someone who can manage the company."
Lawrence said word for word, "You have no choice, you have to go."
"Sorry, I refuse."
"Don't you just like Chi Huan and think you can't marry her if you inherit clod-sur? As long as you go back to take your brother's place and marry a woman of similar family background, I won't care about the rest. You like Chi Huan, that's fine If you raise her, no one will care about you for the rest of your life."