Chapter 2074 - 491: No Regrets, Giant Baby
Yan Song picked up Yun Ya and turned to leave, his steps both urgent and quick.
"Brother Yan, where are you taking me?" Yun Ya asked softly from his embrace.
"Don’t talk, I’m taking you to the hospital," Yan Song said as he walked.
Zhuang Xiyue followed behind with her bag, instructing Yan Ke: "You stay at home, I’ll go with your brother to accompany your sister-in-law to the hospital."
Yan Song drove the car himself, but it was early morning rush hour, and the road was jammed. After twenty minutes, they were still stuck in traffic.
Seeing Yun Ya’s face getting paler, Yan Song punched the steering wheel hard.
He got out of the car, walked to the rear door, opened it, and found Yun Ya leaning weakly against Zhuang Xiyue.
Yan Song took off his coat to wrap Yun Ya and held her in his arms. Yun Ya exclaimed and instinctively grabbed his sleeve: "What are you doing?"
Yan Song looked down at her pale little face and said in a cold, icy voice: "We can’t afford any more delays. I’m carrying you to the hospital now."
Yun Ya smiled helplessly, "I know my own body best; it’s just a little gastroenteritis, no need to alarm everyone and rush to the hospital..."
Yan Song knew her physical condition was special, but seeing her looking so frail and pale pained him deeply—he would have borne her suffering if he could. But the spell he cast on Yun Ya only repelled external harm; it couldn’t alleviate physical illness.
His hand gripping Yun Ya’s arm showed tense, pale knuckles.
"No matter what, let’s get to the hospital first," Yan Song said, turning to leave with her in his arms.
"Make sure to walk slowly, not to jolt her, otherwise..." Zhuang Xiyue suddenly made a turn: "Yun Ya’s body won’t stand it; it’s just over a kilometer to the hospital. I’ll call someone to pick us up."
While Zhuang Xiyue made a call, Yan Song carrying Yun Ya had already disappeared into the flow of traffic.
Zhuang Xiyue called for a tow truck and continued with her bag, aided by Qinglan who said softly: "Madam, take it slow."
"If I slow down any further, my grandson will be gone; this stubborn boy just won’t listen to me, he’ll regret it," Zhuang Xiyue muttered, not stopping her pace.
Qinglan frowned slightly. She didn’t think the young miss was pregnant; first, she knew the miss’s body wasn’t prone to pregnancy, and second, although the miss and Young Master Yan were loving, they remained mostly restrained. Even though she wasn’t sure if anything had happened, she still trusted Young Master Yan’s character.
Seeing the worried expression on Zhuang Xiyue’s face, Qinglan subconsciously felt a bit of displeasure.
Meeting yesterday, she had a good impression of this so-called "First Lady" who was noble and composed on television. She had no airs, was kind to the young miss, really liked her, and the first impression was quite good. But now it seemed, did this woman really like the young miss, or was she merely anxious for a grandchild?
If she loved grandchildren so much, if she found out the young miss couldn’t conceive, would she still love her as before?
Qinglan was full of worries.
By the time Zhuang Xiyue reached the hospital, Yan Song had already taken Yun Ya to the emergency room, and Ruan Songxi had immediately called the best doctors in the hospital.
Outside the emergency room, Yan Song stood motionless, his face hidden in shadow, flickering indistinctly.
Zhuang Xiyue paced back and forth, muttering prayers for Yun Ya’s safety and well-being.
Ruan Songxi patted Yan Song’s shoulder, "Don’t worry, sister-in-law will be alright."
Yan Song’s thin lips pressed tightly; he closed his eyes, his mind filled with Yun Ya’s pale face.
He still hadn’t taken good care of her.
Liang Wenwan had come to visit Zhuang Fanxing early and, on hearing that Ji Yunya was ill and in the emergency room, felt obligated to come and see, offering Zhuang Xiyue some comfort, deeply envying the girl’s concern for Yun Ya.
After a hurried meeting the day before, although the start wasn’t pleasant, she still had a good impression of the girl, seeing that her relationship with Young Master Yan seemed strong. Surprisingly, Lady Yan, the future mother-in-law, was also so caring towards her, making her quite the winner in life.
Yet, no one is perfect; she’d heard the girl wasn’t very healthy... Thinking of that breathtakingly beautiful face, the elegance and grace in every move, that was true noble demeanor. Perhaps heaven envied her perfection...
It wasn’t long before the emergency room doors opened, and the doctor emerged. Yan Song immediately walked over.
The doctor, knowing Zhuang Xiyue’s status, guessed that the young man before him was Young Master Yan, speaking with some respect: "The patient’s body isn’t in serious condition, it’s just acute gastroenteritis caused by acclimatization. She’s now on an IV, and once she wakes up, she’ll be fine, just need to be careful with her diet..."