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Breathing was difficult, as if drowning, struggling to open her mouth but unable to breathe, suffocating, death seemed to embrace her. In the darkness, Shen Qingyou opened her terrified eyes, thinking it was just a nightmare, but what she faced was a face like that of a demon. Yuan Mufang's furious expression gradually magnified in her horrified pupils.
"Mu..." she called his name with great difficulty, but he seemed not to hear at all. The strong smell of alcohol reminded her that he was still hungover; the alcohol had taken control of his brain, making him unable to see the pained expression on Shen Qingyou's face as he choked her.
"You shameless woman, how dare you betray me? I loved you and held you in my hands, yet you flirt with other men everywhere. Is that man better than me? Is his ** better than mine? Can't I satisfy you? You whore!"
The most venomous words spewed from Yuan Mufang's mouth. Shen Qingyou shook her head desperately; no, it wasn't like that. Yuan Mufang, it's not what you think! Please listen to my explanation! Shen Qingyou, who was being choked, repeatedly shouted in her heart, looking at Yuan Mufang with despair.
Her hands struggled to pry away Yuan Mufang's grip on her neck. Driven by instinct for survival, she bit down hard on his arm. After hearing Yuan Mufang's pained grunt and feeling a momentary release, she immediately escaped from his grasp and ran toward the door as fast as she could. At this point, Yuan Mufang had completely lost his sanity. She planned to wait for him to calm down before explaining things to him. With this thought in mind, Shen Qingyou grabbed her bag and phone from the table and rushed out the door, only to be yanked back by Yuan Mufang: "Are you trying to go to that man? Dream on! You are mine and can only be mine!" As he spoke, he leaned in with his alcohol-laden breath. A wave of nausea surged from her stomach. Shen Qingyou pushed Yuan Mufang hard, but in reaction to her force, she stumbled down the stairs instead. Pain shot through her—so much pain...
A sharp pain radiated from her abdomen. Shen Qingyou instinctively touched it and felt something sticky; the taste of blood filled her senses—a strong metallic smell. Blood—where was she injured?
"Ding dong," the sound of a door closing echoed. Yuan Mufang! Yuan Mufang! Did you really just close the door? Shen Qingyou fell at the foot of the stairs, utterly hopeless. In that moment, her heart turned to ashes! Ten years of feelings were completely shattered by the sound of that door closing—so painful, so painful. The pain in her abdomen intensified; Shen Qingyou's face was filled with terror—could it be... could it be...?
A deep sense of horror enveloped her entire body. In the east, a pale sun had begun to rise, its bright red light reflecting off the blood-stained steps—so gruesome, so vivid. She endured the pain and held her belly as she slowly made her way toward the stairs one step at a time. She wanted to cry for help but couldn't make a sound; all that escaped were rapid breaths—quickening breaths that seemed to drain all her strength. Sweat soaked her back; she felt as if she had been run over by a truck—her guts were twisted and burned.
In a daze, she seemed to hear someone frantically shouting: "Wake up! Wake up..."
She wanted so badly to open her eyes but felt so tired and heavy; she just wanted to fall into a deep sleep... An ambulance roared into the scene, breaking the tranquility of the city's morning.
Today was Father Shen's surgery day. Li Haoran stood at the hospital room door anxiously looking out; where was she? Had Qing Shao not let her go?
"Hey, Qing Shao! Why haven't you brought Serene over yet? Don't you know today is her father's surgery day?"
For the first time, Li Haoran spoke to Qing Cang in an almost reproachful tone.
"I already sent her home last night!"
Qing Cang's deep voice came through the phone, and then he heard the call disconnect. Not long after, the phone rang again, and to his annoyance, it was an unfamiliar number. He angrily tossed his phone aside; only a few acquaintances knew this number. An unfamiliar number? Who leaked his number?
The phone continued to ring incessantly. Qing Cang picked up the phone intending to remove the battery, but then thought better of it and pressed the answer button.
"Are you a friend of Shen Qingyou?" A sweet female voice came from the other end of the line, followed by a long sigh of relief.
"Shen Qingyou?" The mention of those three words was fatal for Qing Cang. Upon hearing them, every cell in his body became alert. "I am. What happened to her? Who are you?"
"This is Maternal and Child Health Hospital. Sister Shen is currently unconscious and needs immediate surgery. We couldn't reach her family and only found this business card in her bag..." The nurse continued to explain on the phone, but on this end, the sound of the call disconnecting had already echoed.
"Hello, sir, you can't park here! You can't park here..." The security guard shouted after the man who had just exited a Jeep, but the man paid no attention and quickly rushed into the Emergency Room.
What is wrong with people these days? The security guard muttered to himself as he picked up his walkie-talkie, thinking that if they didn't follow hospital parking rules, they could go to the traffic police station to retrieve their vehicle later!
"Where is she? Where is she?"
Qing Cang grabbed a passing nurse with an anxious expression on his face.
"Who... this gentleman, who are you looking for?" The nurse's arm was painfully gripped, but she couldn't help but notice how handsome and charming he was. The casually unbuttoned collar revealed healthy bronze skin, which was enticing. The young nurse unconsciously swallowed hard.
"Just now, the patient named Shen Qingyou was sent over?"
Qing Cang could not pay attention to the infatuated woman who was focused on him; his mind was occupied with the woman named Shen Qingyou. What had happened to her?
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