Night Fire Lingering

Chapter 295 Thinking of Gu Yanci, Wen Yan had a headache.

"Northern Lean!"

Luo Beiqing wanted to say something, but the sharp pain in her abdomen made her swallow back the words she was about to say.

Neither Wen Yan nor Luo Beiqing considered calling the police at that moment.

Because it's useless.

What can the police do when they arrive?

Did the Luo and He families launch a personal attack against Luo Beiqing?

No.

They even provided Luo Beiqing with a medical team and maids to take good care of her. What could the police say?

Luo Beiqing's parents have passed away, she is divorced, and her ex-husband is not around. Her second uncle and aunt are her closest relatives in the legal sense, while Zhong Xue is the biological grandmother of the child in Luo Beiqing's womb. No matter how you look at it, these people have more say than Wen Yan.

Once a baby falls into someone else's hands, it's difficult to get them back.

If Zhong Xue gets the baby, He Tingchuan might still have the right to return the baby to Luo Beiqing. But what if this is the He family's wish? Or what if He Tingchuan breaks his promise and also wants the baby?

Therefore, we must take the initiative in this matter!

Wen Yan looked at the fruit knife that had fallen to the ground, and then slashed it down!

"Yanyan!"

Wen Yan lifted her skirt and made a deep cut on the inside of her thigh. Bright red blood immediately flowed down to her ankle.

"It's okay, I know what I'm doing. I won't let anything happen to you or the baby!"

Wen Yan endured the pain from her wound, stood up, and opened the door.

“Wen Yan, if you listen to me now, Luo Beiqing will suffer less…” Zhong Xue’s smug expression froze the moment she saw blood flowing down Wen Yan’s thigh. “What… what happened to you?”

Uncle Luo and Aunt Luo exchanged a glance, and their expressions changed.

Wen Yan chuckled, "If you don't want to be held accountable by the Gu family, you'd better send me and Bei Qing to the hospital immediately!"

The private hospital that Luo Beiqing frequents is owned by Gu Yanci, and the He family has no say in it.

"Wen Yan, you've gone mad! You'd even hurt your own child for Luo Beiqing!" Aunt Luo exclaimed in horror.

Their initial thought was that if Wen Yan held a knife to her neck again to threaten them, they would immediately have their bodyguards take the knife away. But they never expected to witness this scene!

"Don't even think about it!" Zhong Xue trembled all over, yet remained strong and calm. "Wen Yan, if your unborn child dies, so be it. What does it have to do with the He family!"

"Can the He family really escape responsibility? Can you escape responsibility? You're here now trying to take Luo Beiqing's unborn child, doesn't that show you know how important the child is?" Wen Yan said, word by word, "Indeed, if you're no longer Mrs. He, you'll have nothing to do with the He family, and I'm sure your husband would be happy to find a new wife."

"Wen Yan, you're crazy!"

The medical team was blocked from entering by bodyguards.

Wen Yan helped Luo Beiqing up, letting her lean against her. Blood flowed down their legs, wetting the carpet.

Wen Yan's gaze was sharp as she walked out step by step, saying, "I'd like to see who dares to touch me!"

Zhong Xue and the Luo couple looked at each other, each wanting the other to take the lead, but neither wanting to. The bodyguards also dared not touch Wen Yan, for fear of getting into trouble—the blood on Wen Yan's leg and her words were simply too intimidating!

While they were weighing the pros and cons, Wen Yan gave the doctors a look, and the doctors quickly lifted He Luobeiqing into the ambulance.

Zhong Xue and the Luo couple blamed each other for being useless and quickly drove after them.

When the three arrived at the hospital, Luo Beiqing had already been taken into the operating room.

Wen Yan was worried, so she sat outside the operating room and let the doctor treat the injury on her leg.

"You, how come you're still here? Didn't you have a miscarriage..." Zhong Xue looked at Wen Yan in shock.

When Uncle Luo saw the injury on Wen Yan's thigh, he suddenly realized, "Well, Wen Yan, you've been playing us!"

Wen Yan looked innocent: "I didn't say I had a miscarriage. I just accidentally cut myself with a knife. Are you trying to curse me?"

Just as Aunt Luo was about to unleash a torrent of curses, the operating room door was pushed open.

The doctor said with a grim expression, "The fetus's condition is not very good—"

"Save my grandson! Doctor, you must save the child first!" Zhong Xue said urgently.

Wen Yan didn't need to say anything; she just gave the doctor a cold look.

The doctor immediately said, "Madam, our hospital prioritizes pregnant women above all else."

Wen Yan, who was unfamiliar with clinical medicine, instructed the doctor, "Please prioritize Bei Qing's needs. Thank you for your help."

She liked the unborn child, but only because he was Luo Beiqing's baby.

"Wen Yan, if anything happens to my grandson, I will never forgive you!" Zhong Xue shouted angrily.

"You won't let anyone off the hook?"

An old voice suddenly came.

The elderly woman, with her white hair, was slowly helped by a servant and appeared in the corridor as they approached.

Zhong Xue's face changed drastically, "Aunt Gu..."

"Grandma, what brings you here?" Wen Yan quickly went over and helped the old lady Gu up.

"The dean said you called an ambulance because he was worried you'd be bullied." Old Madam Gu noticed the blood on her leg at a glance.

Wen Yan tugged at her skirt to cover her bandaged wound: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

Wen Yan felt something was strange. The obstetrician she called specifically requested that the medical team accompanying Luo Beiqing be responsible for her, which must be related to Luo Beiqing. Logically, she shouldn't have alarmed Old Madam Gu.

"You'll have to explain to Aci yourself later!" Old Madam Gu's expression was not good, clearly she knew some news, and she instructed the nurse to bring a wheelchair for Wen Yan to sit down.

“…Oh.” Wen Yan lowered her head, feeling guilty, and thought of Gu Yanci, which gave her a headache.

“Aunt Gu, Bei Qing is a daughter-in-law of the He family, and the child in her belly is our eldest grandson. To put it another way, Bei Qing is a child of the Luo family.” Zhong Xue said with a forced smile, “It shouldn’t be Wen Yan who’s interfering. We’re all in the same circle. Doesn’t this make us elders look like we’re not doing our job?”

Of course, Madam Gu understood the underlying meaning in Zhong Xue's words. If it were another old lady, she would probably have made Wen Yan give in because of the relationships and interests between the families. After all, it wasn't worth offending someone for the sake of an outsider.

But Madam Gu was no ordinary old lady.

She smiled and gently countered, "Sometimes, inaction is actually a good thing, don't you think?"