At this time, Mrs. Wen hurried to the hospital. The seven-centimeter high heels on her feet could be heard tapping in the empty hospital corridor, and the sound of "tat-tat-tat" echoed in her ears. Each time she stepped on the shoes, she seemed particularly crisp and anxious.
Mrs. Wen's face was filled with anxiety. She didn't notice the tense atmosphere between Wen Xinya and Wen Haowen at all. She stepped forward and asked, "Haowen, is Ning Shuqian really pregnant? How did she suddenly fall down at the banquet and have a miscarriage?"
Just now she received a call from Ruya, who said that Ning Shuqian was pregnant, but because Wen Xinya fell at the banquet and had a severe stomachache, she didn't seem to be well, so she didn't know the details.
She was so anxious that she ran to the hospital immediately.
Wen Haowen glared at Wen Wenya fiercely, his eyes flashing with a bloody red light: "Mom, Shu Qian is really pregnant. As for why she fell and miscarried, you should ask this evil girl."
Mrs. Wen's eyes suddenly widened, she looked at Wen Haowen in disbelief and said, "Ning Shuqian really really..."
When she received Ruya's call before, she was still hoping for a lucky break, thinking that maybe it was just a false alarm. Although she did need to be more careful during the first three months of pregnancy, the baby in her belly couldn't be so fragile that she would miscarry if she fell.
When she was pregnant with Haowen, her husband's business failed, so she went to work in a restaurant washing dishes. She worked fourteen or fifteen hours a day, standing for hours at a time, and her back and waist ached badly. Yet, she still gave birth to Haowen, didn't she
Wen Haowen looked at the tightly closed gynecological clinic room, his face becoming more and more depressed: "Shu Qian had severe stomach pain before, her whole face turned pale, and sweat was pouring down like water. She was pushed into the clinic room for more than half an hour, and there is no movement at all."
Old Mrs. Wen felt as if she was struck by lightning. The grandson she had been looking forward to for so long was now in an uncertain state of life or death. Before she could even feel happy, a basin of cold water was poured over her head.
Wen Haowen buried his face in his hands, his voice low and hoarse, with a fragile tone: "Shu Qian was originally pregnant because of artificial insemination and ovulation injections. I heard that children conceived through ovulation are prone to miscarriage, and... once a miscarriage occurs, it is also very dangerous for adults."
Mrs. Wen suddenly felt her blood flowing backwards, her head felt dizzy, and she almost fell to the ground. She reached out and grabbed Wen Haowen's arm, "Is there no other way? Haowen, didn't you tell the doctor that as long as Ning Shuqian's baby can be saved, it doesn't matter how much money the Wen family spends... The most important thing is the child... The child... I have waited so hard for this child with so much difficulty."
The following words from Old Lady Wen were already hoarse and shrill.
Wen Haowen's wrist, which was tightly grasped by Wen Xinya, suddenly felt a sharp dull pain, causing him to howl with a distorted face: "Ah... Mom! Let go, it hurts..."
Mrs. Wen finally realized that she had hurt Wen Haowen, and quickly let go of her hand. Looking at her son's distorted and miserable face, she quickly asked, "What happened to your hand? Is it hurt? I didn't use too much force to grab you just now."
Wen Haowen's fierce gaze suddenly shot towards Wen Wenya.
Mrs. Wen immediately pointed the finger at Wen Xinya, her eyes wide open with the same ferocity as Wen Haowen's: "Did you cause the injury on your father's wrist?"
Wen Xinya lowered her head and remained silent.
Because of the previous blow, coupled with the injury on Wen Haowen's hand, Mrs. Wen was so angry that she pushed Wen Wenya and said, "You unfilial bastard, how could you lay hands on your father?"
Wen Xinya was pushed hard by Old Lady Wen in anger, and her body staggered and hit the wall. The bones in her back suddenly hurt, but she still kept her lips pursed and said nothing, because it was a fact that she beat Wen Haowen, and there was no reason to refute it.
Her silence made Old Madam Wen even more furious. She stretched out her hand and kept pulling her: "Wen Xinya, you evil creature, you were born to bring disaster to the Wen family, you are the debt collector of the Wen family! Your Aunt Ning finally got pregnant, but you were so vicious that you caused your Aunt Ning to fall and tried to make her miscarry. Now you are hitting your father. You... I shouldn't have taken you back to the Wen family in the first place..."
When Mrs. Wen thought that the grandson she had been waiting for for more than ten years might not be able to be kept, she became panicked, and her dissatisfaction and resentment towards Wen Xinya also burst out.
"Aunt Ning's fall had nothing to do with me, and I didn't know she was pregnant." She had no way of refutation about the fact that she had hit Wen Haowen, but she couldn't let the Wen family think that she had harmed the baby in Ning Shuqian's belly.
Mrs. Wen shouted angrily, "If not you, who else could it be? So many people at the banquet saw it, and you still want to quibble?"
In the past two years, she saw that Wen Xinya was quite well-behaved. Her old illness was cured because of her, and her body was in good shape because of her medicinal diet. She had turned a blind eye to this unpopular granddaughter, but who would have known... However, after only two years of silence, her true colors were revealed.
Wen Xinya said calmly, "Grandma, who told you that I caused Aunt Ning to fall? Was it Xia Ruya? Did she see it with her own eyes? Why not call her out to confront us?"
Old Mrs. Wen rushed to the hospital alone. She must have heard the news from Xia Ruya. Xia Ruya must have said something in front of her, which is why she was so angry without any reason.
Mrs. Wen was furious, as if she had poked a dog's tail. She kept hitting Wen Xinya with her hands: "What sin did the Wen family commit to have a daughter like you who is so vicious and rebellious..."
She felt those hands constantly grabbing, scratching, twisting, slapping and hitting her body, and her body was filled with piercing pain. Wen Xinya had no way to deal with Old Lady Wen's temper. She couldn't fight back directly like she did to Wen Haowen, she could only bear it.
Wen Haowen watched Wen Wenya being beaten coldly, without any intention of trying to stop her. Thinking about how he had been hurt by Wen Wenya before without any resistance, he felt a sense of revenge in his heart.
As Mrs. Wen continued to beat him, she could no longer stop and vented all her dissatisfaction on her: "Wen Xinya, I have finally had this grandson after so much hard work. He is the apple of my eye... How could you..."
When it came to the sad part, Mrs. Wen was crying and completely lost her mind. She grabbed Wen Xinya's hair and started pulling it madly: "You have to compensate for my grandson, Wen Xinya, you jinx, evil spirit, debt collector, evildoer, bastard, you have to compensate for my grandson..."