Plunder-Chapter 247: Another Accident

Time flowed like water, rushing forward.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao En was already five months pregnant.

She was still slim, but now showed signs of pregnancy.

That morning, it was time for her prenatal checkup.

Zhou Jin’an had specifically made time to accompany Qiao En to the hospital.

Since having this child, the scent of home on him had grown stronger.

During the fasting blood draw, Zhou Jin’an stood by Qiao En’s side, his large hand covering her eyes.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here!"

Qiao En felt like she was being treated like a child.

"I’m not afraid."

She said bravely, smiling.

Zhou Jin’an crouched down, his tall frame bending to whisper in her ear, "When I was little, I was terrified of blood tests, it scared me every time. Then, Rong Ma would cover my eyes with her hand and tell me that it wouldn’t hurt if I didn’t look."

"Does it really not hurt then?"

Qiao En asked curiously.

Zhou Jin’an nodded earnestly, "Yeah, it really didn’t hurt as much."

He spoke seriously, not seeming to be pretending at all.

Qiao En’s emotions were mixed.

Zhou Jin’an rarely spoke of his childhood memories, which were few and precious in his recollections.

"Then cover them for me, too."

Qiao En grabbed Zhou Jin’an’s large hand and placed it over her eyes.

His palm was thick and warm, blocking out the light.

When the needle pierced her skin, the pain seemed to lessen significantly.

"I’ll cover your eyes too when you have blood drawn in the future,"

Qiao En said.

Zhou Jin’an laughed, "I’m not afraid now, I’ve grown up."

"But I still want to treat you like a child."

As they looked into each other’s eyes, Qiao En noticed a different emotion flickering in Zhou Jin’an’s eyes.

He reached up to rub her shoulder, and although he didn’t say much, the emotions he wanted to convey were already apparent.

After the blood draw, Zhou Jin’an glanced at the time.

"We have to wait a bit longer, sit here, I’ll go get you some breakfast."

He busied himself solicitously.

Qiao En nodded, "Take your time, I’m not hungry."

He waved his hand, turned at the corner, and looked back only to find Qiao En’s gaze following him; feeling unsure, he ran back.

"Stay here patiently, don’t go anywhere, you hear me?"

He instructed Qiao En like a child.

She wasn’t annoyed.

"Got it."

Zhou Jin’an grinned, smiling as he laid his hand on Qiao En’s belly, "Baby, you must be good, don’t stress your mom out. After you’re born, Dad will keep you company in your antics."

"He’s only five months old, he can’t understand you yet,"

Qiao En laughed.

"Prenatal education should start early, he needs to know while still in the womb that he must treat his mom well, otherwise, your dad will skin him."

Qiao En’s eyes shone with a mother’s glow.

The arrival of this child made her feel incredibly secure and happy.

"He will definitely be like his dad."

"Better to be like his mom, his mom is pretty, I have a bad temper."

The two of them chatted casually.

Zhou Jin’an looked at the time again, "Then I’ll go now, I’ll be right back."

This time, he didn’t look back.

However, he hadn’t returned after nearly twenty minutes.

Qiao En sent Zhou Jin’an a message, but he didn’t respond.

She made calls too, but no one answered.

Qiao En felt a bit anxious and stood up to head to the elevator.

At the escalator, there weren’t many people coming and going.

Qiao En held onto the handrail and had just stepped on when suddenly, a woman in black clothes forcefully bumped into her.

The impact was strong, causing Qiao En to lose her balance immediately.

Her slender body rolled down the escalator.

In this critical moment, Qiao En’s hands tightly protected her belly.

But her head slammed hard against the escalator wall.

Someone reached out to help her up.

"Miss, are you all right?"

The elderly man with white hair grabbed Qiao En’s arm and asked.

Qiao En held her belly with one hand and steadied her head with the other.

She shook her head, her mind was a bit dazed from the collision with the escalator wall.

As for the belly, although she had protected it, it had still bumped during the fall.

"Oh, blood!"

Suddenly, a young woman pointed at Qiao En and screamed.

Qiao En looked down and saw for the first time, bright red blood flowing from her thigh.

Instantly, her heart sank to the bottom.

"Nurse—"

Qiao En shouted with all her might.

The elderly man with white hair instantly panicked too.

"Miss, this has nothing to do with me, I just helped you a bit." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Qiao En nodded frantically, "Uncle, could you please call my husband for me?"

Qiao En, leaning against the wall, handed her phone to the elderly man.

However, for some reason, there was no answer from Zhou Jin’an’s end.

Soon, a nurse arrived.

"Ma’am, your condition is very critical, please come with me immediately."

Next, Qiao En was taken to the examination room.

The timeline moves back to half an hour ago.

Zhou Jin’an hastily left the hospital and went to the nearby snack street to buy Qiao En her favorite egg pancake and red bean porridge.

In order to deliver the hottest food to Qiao En, he rushed across the alleyways.

A motorcycle came from behind him at high speed.

Zhou Jin’an couldn’t avoid it, and the motorcycle collided with him.

When Qiao En called Zhou Jin’an, he had just been admitted to the emergency room.

When the motorcycle hit him, he was still holding the breakfast he bought for Qiao En, but his head hit the ground, and he momentarily lost consciousness.

An hour later, he woke up.

The first thing he did upon waking was to look for his phone.

"Sir, you need to be hospitalized for observation, please don’t move around."

The nurse cautioned.

But Zhou Jin’an ignored her.

His phone had been lost during the accident and the alley had no surveillance, the driver responsible had long fled the scene.

He struggled to get off the bed.

The nurse immediately intervened, "Sir, please cooperate."

But Zhou Jin’an pushed her aside abruptly, "Get out of the way."

Barefoot, he leaned against the wall and walked out of the ward.

Suddenly, he thought of something and turned back to speak to the nurse, "Let me borrow your phone."

The nurse, without taking offense at Zhou Jin’an’s rudeness, handed over her phone, and Zhou Jin’an immediately dialed a number.

Soon, the call connected.

"En’en..."

Zhou Jin’an had just spoken when an elderly voice came over the phone, "Young man, where are you? Your wife had an accident just now, she’s in the examination room..."

"Which examination room?"

Zhou Jin’an felt his heart sink.

The hand holding the phone tightened, veins bulging.

The other party gave the location, he handed the phone back to the nurse, and then shuffled his feet toward the exit.

"Sir, you’re not in a condition to leave the hospital."

The kind nurse reminded again.

"My wife had an accident, I must go there."

Zhou Jin’an didn’t look back, just hastened his steps towards the elevator.

The nurse said something behind him, but he didn’t catch a single word.

The inpatient department was very close to the outpatient building. Zhou Jin’an made his way to the obstetrics and gynecology department step by step.

The elderly man with the white hair was still there, looking surprised as Zhou Jin’an came out.

"What’s going on here..."

He handed the phone back to Zhou Jin’an, "She just went in, she hasn’t come out yet."

"What happened?"

Zhou Jin’an asked coldly.

Clearly, he took the elderly man for a villain.

The elderly man immediately explained, waving his hands, "It really had nothing to do with me. Someone bumped into her as she was getting off the elevator, and then she fell."

The elderly man’s words twisted Zhou Jin’an’s heart into knots.

"How is she?"

"She should be okay, but she bled. It’s just, I don’t know about the baby."

At this moment, Zhou Jin’an couldn’t stay calm anymore.

He approached the door of the examination room and began pounding on it with the palm of his hand.

The woman he loved was inside, and so was his child.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to know if they were safe.

"She asked me to call you, I called over a dozen times, why didn’t you answer?"

The elderly man asked curiously.

Zhou Jin’an did not know how to explain; he felt enormously guilty.

It was all his fault, if he hadn’t been walking carelessly, the accident wouldn’t have happened; and if the accident hadn’t happened, Qiao En wouldn’t have been involved in this mess.

Zhou Jin’an didn’t respond; everything happened too coincidentally, and he couldn’t bother with that now.

About ten minutes later, Qiao En finally came out.

She lay on the stretcher, looking extremely weak, her usually pale delicate face now even more ghastly.

"Wife, I’m sorry."

Zhou Jin’an rushed forward, grabbing Qiao En’s cold hand.

She had no strength, but she immediately noticed the wound on his forehead.

"What happened to your forehead?"

Qiao En asked anxiously.

Zhou Jin’an shook his head. "I’m fine, I’m really fine. How are you?"

He wanted to ask more, whether their child was okay.

But he dared not ask.

He feared it would be bad news.