As soon as he finished speaking, his cold gaze became even colder, causing everyone present to tremble uncontrollably. Xu Changjun didn't even look at Gu Tanfeng and directly ignored him.
Gu Tanfeng stared at Xu Changjun for three seconds before moving his gaze away. He directly strode out of the ward. The temperature in the ward was still gradually rising.
When the heavy sound of the door closing rang out, Wan Qianqian, who was lying on the sickbed with a deathly pale face, slowly opened her eyes. However, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Xu Zhangjun's face. That pair of brown pupils made her involuntarily shrink back.
This movement affected the wound on her back. The burning pain from her back forced her bright eyes to flicker with tears, and her facial features were slightly distorted because of this. Her delicate body seemed to have no strength at all. She lay there weakly and glared weakly at Xu Changjun's playful face.
"You don't have to be so agitated." Xu Changjun hurriedly supported her head that was about to move. Helplessness and annoyance coexisted in his eyes as he muttered softly.
"Oh yes, let me tell you something. Before I fainted, I seemed to have seen a rather familiar face." When Wan Qianqian reacted, a flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind.
There was a trace of doubt and uncertainty in her voice. At that time, her vision was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear. She wasn't sure if she had seen wrongly.
When he heard that trace of doubt, Xu Changjun's slightly long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. A trace of danger penetrated his heart. Xu Changjun was very sensitive, and he knew that Wan Qianqian wouldn't mention this matter for no reason.
"Who?" Xu Changjun's expression was still pretending to be relaxed, but his beating heart couldn't calm down for a long time.
When she mentioned it, Wan Qianqian searched in her mind for the faintly discernible face that she had seen at that time. But that face seemed to be covered in mosaic, so blurred that only a rough outline could be seen.
Wan Qianqian was trying her best to remember that face. A stubbornness sprouted in her heart. She tried her best to recall it, so much so that she felt a slight pain in her head. As the obsession in his heart grew stronger, the pain in his mind was about to explode. She stretched out her index and middle fingers to rub her temples, but felt a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
"Okay, don't think about it. Let's talk about it when you remember it. Don't force yourself." Seeing this, Xu Changjun hurriedly stopped her from forcing herself and pulled down her hand on her temple.
Hearing Xu Changjun's words, Wan Qianqian gradually relaxed from her tense mood. Her face was even paler than before. Xu Changjun took a piece of tissue and wiped the thin layer of sweat on her forehead. A trace of embarrassment appeared on Wan Qianqian's face. She wanted to avoid it, but Xu Changjun pressed her head down.
After Xu Changjun wiped the layer of sweat on her forehead, she pursed her lips and pondered for a moment. Then she said hesitantly, "Xu Changjun, can you check the surveillance video of that section of the road?"
"Okay." Xu Changjun agreed without asking a word. His speed was so fast that Wan Qianqian was a little stunned, giving her the illusion that he would grant her every request.
The night gradually darkened. The vast sky should have been covered with stars, but at this moment, not a single star could be seen.
Lying on the hospital bed, Wan Qianqing seemed to be in endless pain. Her neat and slender eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her slightly dry red lips kept murmuring, "Child … my child …"
Zhao Yu, who happened to be examining her, heard her murmuring. His eyes suddenly darkened. He moved forward to check, and then gently pushed Wan Qianqing's hand, "Qianqing? Qianqing? Are you awake? "
As if he had heard a familiar voice, his tightly shut peach blossom eyes slowly opened at this moment, and the moment his eyelids opened, his expression changed. At the moment when the eyelids opened, the tears that had been held in her eyes also flowed out. Drop by drop, they flowed under the pillow, wetting it.
Reflected in her eyes was a slightly handsome but a little gloomy face. She recognized this person at a glance. It was Zhao Yu. At this moment, Wan Qianqing was a little flustered. She grabbed Zhao Yu's sleeve tightly, as if she was in a demonic state.
"Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu, where's my child? Where's the child! " Wan Qianqing's voice was full of panic. Then her hands grabbed his wrist that was not covered by the cloth. Her slender fingernails gradually increased their strength, almost sinking into his wrist. Where the fingernails pinched, the surrounding skin turned slightly white.
Zhao Yu furrowed his brows and reached out with his other hand to free her hand that had almost sunk into his grip. A row of purplish black crescent-shaped marks appeared on his wrist where his fingernails had been pinched.
But Zhao Yu only glanced at it lightly and did not take it to heart. He only felt that the more important thing was the baby in her womb.
"The child, is it mine?" Zhao Yu did not answer Wan Qianqing's question, but directly changed the topic.
This question shocked Wan Qianqing. That grieving face was filled with a blank look. Then she immediately remembered about Wan Qianqian and immediately changed the topic.
"What happened to Wan Qianqian? That woman! She actually … "Wan Qianqing remembered that Wan Qianqian actually shook her off and caused her to fall. Wan Qianqing was furious.
Zhao Yu's eyes slightly darkened. His gaze on Wan Qianqing's face was even more profound. His gaze was so gloomy that it could drip water. Then he took a step closer to Wan Qianqing. That intimidating feeling almost made Wan Qianqing unable to breathe.
The distance between the two was a little bit closer. Wan Qianqing had already sat up. Her head had just reached Zhao Yu's hard chest. The smell of disinfectant coming from his chest almost made her want to escape.
Then, Zhao Yu stretched out a finger and gently lifted her delicate chin. On that pretty face, there didn't seem to be a trace of fat. Her facial features were very strong. Even in a sick state, and the color of her face seemed to have been drained, she still looked beautiful.
"Before the operation, before you fainted, do you remember what you said to me? Do you want me to find the operation video? "Zhao Yu's voice was extremely soft, so soft that there was a hint of malice mixed in it.
Wan Qianqing was shocked to the core. Wan Qianqing could still clearly remember the little bit of consciousness she had before she fainted. She wanted to turn her face away and avert her eyes to avoid his gloomy face.
But Zhao Yu seemed to know she would do this. He stretched out two fingers and pinched both sides of her face, forcing her to look at his angry and malicious eyes.
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