Lin Wanqing was holding her stomachache and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. She could still breathe clearly and said that she knew the owner of this place, Mu Zhao, and was a relative of hers.
The security guard naturally called Mu Zhao. At that time, Mu Zhao had just picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat dinner. He heard that something had happened and had to come over.
Five minutes later, the ambulance also arrived. Mu Zhao called Su Zhiguo to explain the situation, and asked Shengzhuang to drive with him to take a look.
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An hour later, fortunately Lin Wanqing¡¯s child was saved.
Su Zhiguo and Mr. Su were obviously relieved when they heard the news that their child had been saved. Only Mu Zhao saw Lin Wanqing lying on the hospital bed who didn't seem happy when he heard the news.
Mu Zhao had a vague feeling that Lin Wanqing didn't want to have a baby. Of course, she had no evidence to prove that Lin Wanqing didn't want to have a baby.
Because, as long as she had eyes, she would be able to see Lin Wanqing looking like she was about to cry. It was indeed a feeling of grievance for the rest of her life.
After all, the accident happened in Blue Water Bay, and Mu Zhao couldn't escape the relationship, so he had to apologize to Su Zhiguo and comfort Mr. Su not to worry too much.
Mr. Su would naturally not blame Mu Zhao, but Su Zhiguo was furious and wanted to settle the score with the Yao family.
The Yao family knew they were in trouble, so Wang Peiying personally grabbed Yao Shanshan and came over to apologize to the Su family.
This matter can be big or small!
When she gets older, Yao Shanshan will go to jail.
Even if they are small, the Yao family must apologize, not just in form.
No, Wang Peiying rushed Yao Shanshan to apologize to Lin Wanqing, "You unruly thing, go away and apologize!"
Yao Shanshan was also frightened. Although she felt that she was not exerting herself, it was an indisputable fact that Lin Wanqing almost had a miscarriage.
She walked over and bowed to Lin Wanqing to apologize: "I'm sorry!"
Lin Wanqing ignored her, but cried to Su Zhiguo: "Zhiguo, call a lawyer. I'm tired and don't want to see anyone!"
Lin Wanqing's refusal to apologize was obvious. She wanted to go through legal proceedings. Su Zhiguo could be said to be eager to have a son, so naturally he would listen to Lin Wanqing's advice.
He didn¡¯t show any favor to the Yao family and directly asked the Su family¡¯s bodyguards to drive them away. Mu Zhao, in order to avoid any embarrassment, calmed down the situation and asked Su Zhiguo not to start a big fight.
Su Zhiguo was trying to show off to Mu Zhao, "Zhao Zhao, send Mrs. Yao away and ask the Yao family to hire a defense lawyer directly!"
Before Mu Zhao could say anything, Yao Shanshan jumped up and yelled: "I came to apologize to show off your Su family's face. Now you are driving my grandma away. If you want a lawyer, just ask a lawyer. My eldest brother is the largest lawyer in Beijing. I It depends on how you send me to prison"
"Snapped!"
Before Yao Shanshan could finish her words, she was slapped by Wang Peiying, "Shut up!"
Yao Shanshan is aggrieved, and it¡¯s unbelievable that her beloved grandma actually beat her?
Her eyes were red and she ran away angrily. At this moment, Wang Peiying put down her body and apologized to Mr. Su and Su Zhiguo before preparing to leave.
Mu Zhao naturally sent her out. It was already completely dark. There was a luxury business car parked at the entrance of the hospital. It was the Yao family's car.
Someone got out of the car. The man was in a suit and leather shoes, and he was elegant. His embellished eyes were slightly narrowed under the rimless frames, and he looked a bit solemn.
The person who came was none other than Uncle Yao Wen, the eldest son of Yao, who had been among thousands of flowers without a leaf touching his body.
Uncle Yao Wen was surprised to see Mu Zhao here. He had a smile in his gleaming peach blossom eyes and greeted Mu Zhao politely as a gentleman, "Little Princess Mu!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com