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Xiao Miaomiao was panicked. She had never thought that she would fall in the bathroom so carelessly. What was worse was that her cell phone was charging outside at that moment.

She gritted her teeth and whispered to her belly, "I'm sorry, baby, mommy won't let anything happen to you, just hold on a little longer."

She took a deep breath and tried to crawl towards the door, but her body was out of control and after several attempts, she was still unable to stand up.

Every time the movement was too big, more amniotic fluid would flow out from the lower body, which made Xiao Miaomiao anxious.

However, she was isolated and helpless at the moment. Only Li Jingcheng who was in a coma was outside, and there was no one to ask for help.

She could only look at the sink anxiously, hoping to stand up with its support.

After some effort, he only managed to knock the items on the edge of the table down and they fell to the ground.

Xiao Miaomiao's face, hands and feet were also scratched by the fragments. She gasped in pain and looked down at the scars on her hands.

The noise in the bathroom caught Li Jingcheng's attention, but he could only worry. He wanted to struggle to wake up, but failed.

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and a small figure walked in.

Leng Yichen held the painting he had carefully drawn and looked around curiously.

He turned his little head around and found that he couldn't find Xiao Miaomiao, so his eyes were fixed on the closed bathroom door.

He walked to the sofa and sat down obediently, waiting for Xiao Miaomiao to come out.

Xiao Miaomiao looked at the amniotic fluid and blood flowing out from under her body in horror, her heart filled with fear and despair.

She didn't dare to think about it anymore and just wanted to get out as soon as possible and have someone take her to the hospital.

She tried her best to reach the sink and tried to stand up, but the severe pain in her lower body made it impossible for her to stand. She could only throw the things on the sink towards the door one by one, hoping to attract the attention of the person outside.

She had clearly heard the sound of the door closing, which meant someone had come in. Now she just hoped that this person could hear her cry for help.

However, Xiao Miaomiao's efforts received no response, only dead silence.

She felt extremely helpless and scared, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

She didn't know what to do to get out of the predicament and could only continue to struggle desperately.

At this moment, Leng Yichen was attracted by Xiao Miaomiao's movements, but only for a moment, and he turned his gaze back to the painting in his hand.

Li Jingcheng was extremely anxious when he heard the noise coming from the bathroom, but he was powerless. He tried to wake up from his coma, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes.

However, his hands had responded and were no longer able to move slightly as before, but could now clench their fists tightly.

Leng Yichen also looked up and saw Li Jingcheng's hand moving, and said softly, "Move."

When Li Jingcheng heard someone coming in without making any sound, he knew that the person coming in was Leng Yichen, and a trace of disappointment flashed through his heart.

He knew very well that it was not Leng Yichen's fault. After all, he was not indifferent to Xiao Miaomiao, he just didn't know how to express it or act. After all, he was an autistic patient.

However, deep down in her heart, she still held a glimmer of hope that Leng Yichen could find someone to help.

Xiao Miaomiao tried her best to open the door, but she was exhausted now. She could only hold her belly and slowly slide down to the ground against the door. Amniotic fluid mixed with blood continued to flow out, and fear made her face quickly turn pale as paper.

The severe pain from her lower body was unbearable for her. At this moment, it was as if a stream of ice water was injected into her body, and the biting cold made her shiver.

She knew that her condition was extremely critical and she had to go to the hospital as soon as possible, otherwise not only would the fetus in her belly be in danger, but her own life would also be threatened.

The cell phone was charging on a table not far away, right between her and Leng Yichen.

Xiao Miaomiao wanted to crawl over to get the phone, but she felt weak all over and collapsed to the ground, with black spots starting to appear in front of her eyes.

Am I going to pass out like this? No! I absolutely cannot pass out.

If she fell into a coma, she might never wake up again. What would happen to her children? But at this moment, she really had no strength left.

Xiao Miaomiao raised her head with difficulty, and in her sight, Leng Yichen's small figure was sitting not far away.

He was holding a painting in his hand. Due to the use of fluorescent pens, the colors on the painting were shining brightly. Leng Yichen stared at it intently, as if he was deeply attracted by the light.

He seemed to be unaware of the movement here, and did not see Xiao Miaomiao lying on the ground with her amniotic fluid broken.

The cell phone was on the table between Xiao Miaomiao and Leng Yichen, but Xiao Miaomiao couldn't reach it, and Leng Yichen didn't reach out to take it.

"Yichen, Yichen..." Xiao Miaomiao called Leng Yichen's name loudly, but she didn't have much strength left.

She thought her voice was loud, but in fact it was just her own feeling.

Xiao Miaomiao's body almost trembled due to the severe pain in her lower body, and her wet clothes made her feel bitingly cold. However, Leng Yichen never looked over here.

Xiao Miaomiao could only grit her teeth and try to hold on so as not to faint from the pain. She did not blame Leng Yichen because she understood the condition of autistic children.

They tend to live in their own world, completely isolated from the outside world. They don't communicate with anyone, nor do they actively observe anyone, whether strangers or familiar people.

Although Leng Yichen's condition has improved recently, he still sometimes gets caught up in his own world and can't extricate himself. Therefore, Xiao Miaomiao really doesn't blame Leng Yichen.

She felt extremely worried and sad. She gently stroked her belly and choked up and said, "Baby, I'm sorry, please hold on a little longer, okay?"

Although only a few minutes had passed, it felt like an eternity to her, as if every moment of waiting would put her baby in greater danger.

She has not yet brought them into this world, and they have not yet seen the beauty of this world. She sincerely hopes that they will be safe.

Leng Yichen's parents will come to see Leng Yichen soon, so just wait patiently for a while.

Xiao Miaomiao thought so, but her face was already full of tears, because she was so afraid that something might happen to the children.

She didn't dare to think any further and closed her eyes in fear, trying to stay awake.

The whole room seemed to become unusually quiet at this moment.

The yard downstairs was bustling with noise, everyone was drinking and chatting happily, while in the room, Xiao Miaomiao was lying on the ground in severe pain, Li Jingcheng was struggling on the bed, and Leng Yichen was not far away, holding a painting in his hand.

Time seemed to freeze, and everything became blurry. Maybe it was a long time, or maybe it was just a moment.