Gao Rourou pushed Bai Jingrou out of the restaurant.
The two of them always had resentment in their eyes, and their faces were filled with the terror of wanting to kill Lin Yiran.
The two people seemed to have planned it, and slowly approached Lin Yiran in the corner.
Gao Rourou raised her chin high, with an arrogant look on her face.
After just walking a few steps, when she was about to reach the slope, Gao Rourou deliberately pushed the wheelchair away, and then shouted loudly, "Get out of the way!"
Her quick move to get out of the way was just a casual shout out so that she would not have any responsibility.
Bai Jingrou, who was sitting in a wheelchair, quickly left the wheelchair and fell to the side as if she had fallen.
She and Gao Rourou had escaped safely.
The wheelchair, which Bai Jingrou pressed the forward button, ran towards Lin Yiran like it was out of control.
In just a few seconds, the wheelchair crashed into Lin Yiran in the corner.
Lin Yiran, who had no time to dodge, was knocked to the ground.
She felt her feet slip, let out a scream, and rolled down the slope on the side.
She only felt that her waist was pressed against a sharp stone, and a burst of pain hit her instantly.
Huge beads of sweat appeared on her forehead in pain, and tears fell down her cheeks.
Uncle Zhao, who was supporting the old man of the Li family, reacted. He jumped down the steps and tried to lift up Lin Yiran who had fallen to the ground. "Miss Yiran, are you okay?"
Lin Yiran subconsciously wanted to say that it was okay, but she only felt severe pain in her abdomen.
Under the dim light, Lin Yiran saw a pool of blood on the ground at a glance.
Lin Yiran held her abdomen in fear. She bit her lip and tightly pulled Uncle Zhao's arm, "Save my child, save my child!"
The old man of the Li family standing behind him frowned. He had already seen the blood stains under Lin Yiran's body.
When he thought of the video that Bai Jingrou showed him, and when he thought that the child in Lin Yiran's belly was Liang Jiang's, he gritted his teeth in disgust.
The old man of the Li family knocked his cane hard, "Who pays you a salary? Don't you know what your job is?"
"I......"
Uncle Zhao stood up slowly, holding the phone in his hand and hesitated for a while.
When he saw Li Meng getting out of the car, he got up and left with confidence.
Bai Jingrou had already been helped into the wheelchair by Gao Rourou and Li Jingning.
She had deceived many people by pretending that she could not stand up, and now she used an uncontrollable wheelchair to get rid of the child in Lin Yiran's belly.
The old man of the Li family walked to Lin Yiran on crutches.
He looked at the weak woman lying on the ground again, and there was no trace of sympathy in his eyes.
When Lin Yiran was in agony, he threw the business card in his pocket into a pool of blood.
Regarding Lin Yiran who fell on the ground, the old man of the Li family was very calm and said, "How much compensation do you need? Let your lawyer come to me."
Not a trace of pity, not a trace of sympathy.
When Lin Yiran was in pain and needed help the most, the grandfather she once respected actually used money to mock her.
Lin Yiran curled up and couldn't even stand up. She could only lie on the cold ground enduring the severe pain.
The physical pain and the grief of losing the child were intertwined in this moment.
The pain was so severe that she couldn't stop shaking all over.
Lin Yiran bit her lip desperately, and the smell of blood instantly spread in her mouth.
As everyone left, Li Meng ran over and knelt on the ground. Her hands were trembling. She took out her mobile phone to make a call and held Lin Yiran's hand tightly.
Li Meng's voice was trembling. She was frightened, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Yiran, hold on! I'll help you get into the car right now! Let's go to the hospital!"
Go to the hospital...
is there time?

Chapter completed!