Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

The door of the emergency room opened again, and the nurse pushed the pale Xia Yan out, her entire face lost all color, "The patient is still awake."

Yan Yichen immediately stood up from the chair, "Please send it to the VIP ward, I will go through the hospitalization procedures now."

Then a nurse took Yan Yichen to the front desk to deal with it, and the other nurses pushed Xia Yan into the ward.

Yan Yichen folded the sick sheet a few times and put it in his pocket. He stood at the door of the ward and waited for a while. Through a small piece of glass on the door, he saw the nurse helping Xia Yan make the bed, and then helped her to settle down on the bed. .

The nurse moved gently but inevitably lifted a corner of Xia Yan's clothes, scratches and bruises.

Yan Yichen's heart suddenly shrank, and he didn't recover until the nurse opened the door.The nurse was startled when she saw him, "You can go in, but remember to be careful."

"Thank you." Yan Yichen's voice was low, and he was about to walk in when he was suddenly stopped by the nurse.

"Wait." The nurse pushed the other one beside her, and the other nurse comprehended and ran to the next room not far away, and came back after about half a minute, holding a file bag in her hand.

Yan Yichen's pupils shrank, his heart swelled uncomfortably, and he frowned.

The nurse didn't notice the difference, and gave the file bag to Yan Yichen, "This is held in the patient's hands, and it's held very tightly. It was taken out by two people in the emergency room. It should be very important to her. You Take it first."

The hand that took it trembled a little, Yan Yichen squeezed the blood-stained portfolio, desperately suppressed his emotions and said thank you again.The two nurses left scratching their heads and laughing.

Yan Yichen pushed the door open, walked in, and sat down by the bed.There was no one around, and his nose felt faintly sour. He raised his head and stared at the lights on the ceiling for a while before calming down.After the eyes focused on Xia Yan's face, they never parted, as if stuck to it.

He really, really wanted to throw this portfolio into the trash can.

I couldn't help stretching out my hand to touch Xia Yan's face little by little with my fingertips. It was cold, as if I had walked through the gate of hell.Yan Yichen held her hand tightly with the other hand, wanting to warm it up and give her all of his heat.

Fortunately, nothing happened, she is still there.

After watching for an indeterminate amount of time, suddenly the door of the ward opened.

Yan Yichen looked over reflexively, the hand he held tightened a bit, and then he heard a soft moan, and quickly turned his head to look at Xia Yan, his eyes were still closed, the sound seemed to be a illusion.

He Wei gently closed the door, holding some fruit on the phone, and put the things on the table.When Su Xi saw the person on the hospital bed, she was already crying silently, wiping her tears with her hands indiscriminately, and tried her best to lower her voice so as not to disturb Xia Yan who was sleeping.

The three of them were silent, and suddenly the person on the hospital bed murmured, the sound was not loud, but it was enough to hear clearly.

"Yanyan, are you awake?" Su Xi realized that she didn't even bother to cry, and leaned over to look at the person on the hospital bed.

Xia Yan was in pain all over, and was still very cold. When she heard someone calling her, she slowly opened her eyes.In the line of sight is the white ceiling, the hard lamp, followed by Su Xi with a pleasant face, and Yan Yichen with a forbearing face.

"I... where am I?" Xia Yan wanted to support her body to sit up, but her body was so weak that she almost slipped, and was supported by Yan Yichen, who had quick eyesight and quick hands.

Hearing this, Su Xi burst into tears again, turned around and buried her head in He Wei's arms, and kept whispering, "It's over, it's over... Yanyan has lost her memory."

Xia Yan ignored it, her thoughts were scattered and gathered with difficulty, searching her memory.The roaring cars, the shouts of passers-by, and the unstoppable blood.

Suddenly her hand was caught, Yan Yichen looked up at Xia Yan who was frightened, and felt her hand was getting harder and harder, her heart skipped a beat.

"I...the child is still there, right!" Xia Yan asked Yan Yichen, her voice was trembling, she was about to fall down in almost a second, her eyes longed for an affirmative answer.

Yan Yichen didn't want to lie to her, so he opened his mouth sadly, but couldn't make a sound to no avail, and finally said dryly: "It's gone."

Feeling wet again, Xia Yan rubbed her cheek in a daze, the tears in her hand made her lose her mind and cry, her eyes were obviously dry.

Su Xi was completely frightened. After hearing what the two said, she gasped, and suddenly she felt angry in her chest. She glared at Yan Yichen, "Why didn't you take good care of Yan? You promised !"

Yan Yichen silently accepted Su Xi's accusation, and did not refute it. He was the one to blame for this incident. It was he who let Xia Yan go out, and he did not protect her well.

Su Xi's mind was about to explode, and he rushed forward to say something, but He Wei grabbed him, "Don't be impulsive, this matter is not Yan Yichen's fault."

Speaking of which, He Wei looked up at Yan Yichen again, "Have you found out who did this?"

"After the accident, I sent someone to investigate. The license plate of the car that hit the person was deliberately removed. Someone ordered it, but the person behind it is still unclear."

He Wei nodded thoughtfully, and Su Xi gradually calmed down after hearing the words.

Xia Yan had already lay back on the bed, covered herself with the quilt forcefully, curled up into a ball, wept softly, and was still trembling.

Yan Yichen looked distressed, but the hand that was about to reach out was pulled back by a phone call. He swallowed, got up and walked out.

The call said that the company was in a hurry and asked him to go back. Yan Yichen looked into the ward hesitantly. Su Xi was sitting on a stool talking to Xia Yan.

He pursed his lips, "I'll go back right away." In the end, he held the phone tightly in his hand. Under the current situation, Xia Yan definitely didn't want to see him.

Yan Yichen entered the room, talked to the two of them, and left.

Su Xi sat by the bed, kept patting the bulging quilt, and comforted her in a low voice: "Yanyan, don't be too sad, it will be difficult for you to recover from this state, your body is important, and there will be children in the future."

Feeling his leg being kicked, He Wei hurriedly agreed.

The two kept holding back their emotional comfort. After a few minutes, Xia Yan's muffled voice came from under the quilt, "You guys go out first, I want to be alone."

"But..." Su Xi was afraid that she would be overwhelmed, so he still wanted to take care of her.

Xia Yan exposed her face from the quilt, and forced a smile to Su Xi, "Don't worry, I won't be overwhelmed, you leave me alone."

He Wei dragged the reluctant Su Xi away.

Not long after, the door was opened again, and Xia Yan raised her eyelids to see a doctor in a white coat.

The doctor stood there for a while, and then said: "I dare to tell you when there is no one else. Not only did you have a miscarriage, but you may...have no children in the future."

As the words fell, Xia Yan's heart ached as if her flesh had been gouged out. The pain gnawed at her bones. She kept crying in a daze, and her voice was as forbearing as a young animal's.

I didn't notice until the doctor left, and asked myself in a daze for a long time: "Is it true that I am destined not to be happy in this life..."