The two of them had a quarrel for a while, and Qi Ye drove home. When he was on a street corner on the side of the road, Ye Weilan suddenly shouted: "Stop."

Qi Ye was puzzled, but he stopped the car and saw Miss Ye pushing open the car door and running down hurriedly.

A woman lay at the corner of the street, with her abdomen bulging and a lot of blood flowing under her body, moaning in pain.

Ye Weilan only glanced at her and her face changed: "Qi Ye, come and help."

Young Master Qi was reluctant to touch other women, and under his wife's tough eyes, he had to compromise, carry the woman into the car, and rushed to the hospital.

Ye Weilan sat in the back carriage. In order to prevent the woman from falling, she could only support her. At this time, she realized that the pregnant woman was only ten years old and looked very cute, with tender skin and tender flesh. She looked like she was not an ordinary girl.

"You're holding on, we'll be in the hospital right away." Ye Weilan kept wiping her sweat.

"Long Qianli, you bastard! I swear to you..." The girl cried and scolded, trembling in pain.

Long Qianli?

Qi Ye, who was driving in front of him, looked at him.

Ye Weilan comforted her: "Don't scold me for now, and breathe a sigh of relief. There is nothing more important than you and your child. As for that stinky man, when you give birth to the child, you can do whatever you want!"

"Can you kill me?" the girl asked, crying pitifully.

"Okay!" Miss Ye said in a stern tone: "It is his serious dereliction of duty to leave his pregnant wife here, and it is not an exaggeration to kill such a man!"

Qi Ye twitched his lips, his wife was so cute.

The girl looked at her with tears in her eyes: "Sister, you are so good..."

Ye Weilan patted her shoulder to cheer her up.

A woman has a big threshold for having a child. If she has passed, she will lose her life if she cannot survive.

Ye Weilan was pacing anxiously in the corridor, listening to the screams coming from the delivery room, and was a little scared.

Qi Ye, who had just walked back after washing his hands, saw a large red color on her clothes, which was terrifyingly red, and his expression changed: "Lan, why do you have blood on your body?"

Ye Weilan pointed to the delivery room: "It's not mine, that little girl's."

Qi Ye seemed to suddenly think of something: "It's so terrifying for women to have children?" He shed so much blood and screamed so miserably...

Before Ye Weilan could explain to the eldest young master, a nurse hurriedly ran out: "The family of the mother."

Ye Weilan greeted him: "How is she?"

"It's very dangerous. The child is under term and the pregnant woman has severe blood loss. Can I keep the big and small?"

Ye Weilan felt a little worried: "Is there no way to save both?"

"The child is only seven months old, and the chance is very small. If you don't make a decision, you may not be able to save any one."

Ye Weilan's face turned pale and she was stunned, and she was at a loss for a moment.

Qi Ye suddenly stepped forward, took the responsibility letter from the nurse, and signed his name.

"Protect the big shot!" Ye Weilan said, adding solemnly: "If possible, no matter what method you use, try to protect both."

The nurse ran in.

Qi Ye took Ye Weilan to sit on the chair, and the two of them were waiting quietly.
Chapter completed!