C7 It's too Unfair

The man who walked in coldly was Faang Xiaoran's husband, Shen Zichuan.

His handsome face was cold, and he did not even look at her. He walked straight to Faang Yanrong, who was lying in a pool of blood and moaning in pain. He bent down and reached out his hands to pick her up. He turned to look at Faang Xiaoran, his entire body emitting a cold aura. "Why did you attack Yanrong?"

His cold voice carried a little bit of the fragrance of alcohol - it was his smell.

Faang Xiaoran did not have time to digest the joy of seeing him when she heard the man's ruthless criticism. She suddenly raised her head and bumped into the man's pair of cold eyes that had no warmth at all. She only felt a bone-piercing coldness seeping out from the gaps of her bones.

"I didn't do it. Trust me!"

Faang Xiaoran stubbornly stared at Shen Zichuan, repeating the words in her mouth over and over again.

She knew that Shen Zichuan never trusted her, especially when it came to Faang Yanrong. He was absolutely leaning towards Faang Yanrong.

But at this moment, in order to wash away her innocence and to let Shen Zichuan see through Faang Yanrong's true colors, she could not hold everything in her stomach anymore.

Hence, Faang Xiaoran forcefully pursed her lips and forced herself to ignore Faang Yanrong's provocative face, which was in Shen Zichuan's arms. She slowly climbed down the bed and stood less than a meter away from the man. She looked up at him and calmly said, "I did not steal or hurt the woman in your arms. I'll say it one last time. All of this was actually her doing! And the DNA test, it was also her... "

As Faang Xiaoran spoke, two slender and powerful fingers suddenly grabbed her chin without any pity. Shen Zichuan's cold voice came from above, "Faang Xiaoran, your love for me is to hurt my family again and again?"

"What, what do you mean?" Faang Xiaoran was a little stunned.

She liked him and was infatuated with him. For a full ten years, everyone in Tongcheng knew about it, but when did she hurt his family?

The man used one of his strong arms to tightly hug Faang Yanrong. He used the other hand to forcefully press on the abdomen of his finger, almost crushing Faang Xiaoran's jaw bone.

He said, "My father was pushed down from the balcony by you. He fell into a vegetative state and now you are killing Yanrong. I saw it with my own eyes. Faang Xiaoran, are you going to kill all the people around me? You better pray that Yanrong's body is fine. Otherwise... I will let you live a life worse than death! "

A sour feeling surged out of Faang Xiaoran's eyes and spread to the deepest part of her heart.

It was hard to explain how it felt. It was too uncomfortable!

She blinked quickly and wiped away the wet mist at the bottom of her eyes. She wanted to explain to Zichuan, "Zichuan, believe me. I didn't do it..."

Seeing the woman in front of him holding back her tears and pretending to be strong, Shen Zichuan's heartstrings seemed to be moved by a gentle feather. The cold and hard lines on his face involuntarily softened for a few seconds.

After being married for four years, this woman had always been submissive to him, timid and careful. Now she actually had the courage to resist him.

In Shen Zichuan's heart, there was a strange feeling of fear.

When the ward fell into a strange silence, Faang Yanrong suddenly let out a world-shaking cough. "Cough cough... Zichuan, elder sister did not mean to attack me, she was also not careful. Forgive her this time!"

" Zichuan, cough cough cough... My stomach hurts, it hurts!"

Faang Yanrong coughed pitifully. A stream of red blood flowed out of her mouth and dripped down from the corner of her mouth onto Shen Zichuan's snow-white shirt sleeves.

Taking advantage that Shen Zichuan who was hugging her was not paying attention, Faang Yanrong quickly revealed a provocative and proud smile to Faang Xiaoran and then tilted her head and closed her eyelids, falling into a coma.

"Faang Xiaoran, if anything happens to Yanrong, I want you to accompany her to death!"

After saying those words, Shen Zichuan hugged the woman in his arms tightly and quickly left the ward and rushed to the emergency room.

Faang Xiaoran turned around and stood in the middle of the empty ward. She looked at the slender and cold figure disappearing in the elevator in the corridor. Her eyes were filled with sadness and sadness.

Not long after, her stomach started to hurt. She hurriedly reached out and pressed the alarm on the bed.

A female doctor she knew came in to perform a full set of fetal monitoring for Faang Xiaoran. She found that the baby's heart in her stomach was insufficient and there were signs of an abortion. She strongly requested that she stay in the hospital for a week and must maintain a calm state of mind.

"Mrs Shen, for the child, do not be happy or sad."

When the female doctor came, she saw the scene just now and very much sympathized with Faang Xiaoran's situation. However, due to Shen Zichuan's monstrous power in Tongcheng, she could only vaguely remind Faang Xiaoran.

Faang Xiaoran reached her hand to her abdomen and gently touched it. She returned a grateful and pale smile to the female doctor, "Thank you, I know what to do."

For the sake of the little darling that was hard to come by in her stomach, no matter how much she felt wronged and cried, she could endure it.

At night, a young nurse helped to bring food from the hospital's canteen.

Faang Xiaoran did not have an appetite and still forced herself to eat half a bowl of food. After washing up, she laid on the hospital bed with a body full of fatigue and a heart full of soreness and closed her eyes to rest.

Just as she was half-asleep and could not sleep properly, the door was kicked open with a bang!