The man, dressed in a black shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, hands tucked into his trouser pockets, exuded an innate nobility, as if a deity descended from the heavens.
His cold, handsome face devoid of any sympathy, he strode towards her. He paused, raising a hand, and Song Ci, standing behind him, handed him a slip of paper.
Qing Muy野 tossed the paper into Meng Jingwei’s face.
With a rustle, several examination papers struck Meng Jingwei’s face, scattering and fluttering onto the bedsheet.
Meng Jingwei glared at Qing Muy野 with displeasure. She picked up the examination papers and read them again. Clearly, they stated 'positive', indicating pregnancy.
“Heh.”
For some reason, a strange ache welled up in her chest, and Meng Jingwei’s eyes immediately reddened.
She had finally gotten close to finding the culprit behind her adoptive parents’ car accident, only for the private investigator to be severely beaten and the hit-and-run driver to be rescued and disappear.
She had unexpectedly become pregnant and now had to abort the child.
Perhaps this was her fate.
Even if fate was unfair, she could only accept it.
“What are you laughing at?” Qing Muy野 frowned, a look of displeasure on his face.
Meng Jingwei sniffled, concealing her sudden surge of vulnerability. She smiled and tossed the examination papers onto the table, glancing at her watch. “It’s one in the afternoon. Schedule the surgery. This way, it won’t affect my work tonight.”
Qing Muy野’s pupils narrowed. He had expected Meng Jingwei to request to keep the child, but her reaction was entirely outside his expectations.
Without hesitation, the man said, “Song Ci, inform the doctor to prepare for the surgery.”
With that, he turned and walked out of the ward.
He spoke no extra words to her, as if he truly despised her to the core.
Shortly after, a nurse entered and asked Meng Jingwei to go to the operating room.
She got up and mechanically walked into the operating room, where two gynecologists were present.
Seeing the instruments laid out beside her, Meng Jingwei could almost feel the pain of them being stirred within her body.
Her hand instinctively went to her abdomen, a sliver of reluctance in her heart.
If this child were not Qing Muy野’s, she would definitely have kept it.
It was just unfortunate that Qing Muy野 wouldn’t allow it!
“Get up there!”
The female doctor, clad in a white coat and wearing a mask, pointed at the operating table, her voice icy.
Meng Jingwei paused, then looked back towards the operating room door. Qing Muy野 was nowhere to be seen.
He was truly heartless.
A vibrant life was growing within her, yet he cruelly deprived the nascent child of its existence.
At that moment, Meng Jingwei suddenly wished to become powerful.
Only by becoming strong enough could she protect those she wanted to protect, instead of being ambushed from all sides like now, unable to even resist.
She lay on the operating table, and the doctor administered an injection.
Before long, she felt drowsy and drifted off to sleep.
At this moment, Qing Muy野 appeared outside the operating room. The doctors immediately approached him. “Master Qing, she didn’t resist and has fallen asleep.”
In other words, Meng Jingwei was willing to undergo the surgery.
“When she wakes up, remember to give her the ‘medicine’ we prepared. You know what to do with the rest.”
The ‘medicine’ Qing Muy野 spoke of was merely some fertility-supporting drugs.
“Yes, Master Qing.”
The doctor nodded.
Qing Muy野 cast a meaningful glance at Meng Jingwei and turned to leave.
Behind him, Song Ci asked in confusion, “Boss, since you want to keep the child, why didn’t you let Miss Meng know?”
“A woman who is never satisfied. If she knew I intended to keep the child, she would only become more audacious. It’s better for her not to know.”
Although he said this, Qing Muy野 was also testing Meng Jingwei.
He wanted to see if she would indeed abort the child after becoming pregnant, as she had previously promised.
The result… he had underestimated her.
“But she will experience morning sickness once she’s pregnant. She’ll find out sooner or later.”
“Therefore, this period is my observation of her,” Qing Muy野 said, pausing his steps. He then instructed Song Ci, “Tell the club to allow her to finish work at midnight.”
“Miss Meng works as a delivery driver every day. If she finishes work so early, will she still go out to deliver food?”
After all, she had signs of a miscarriage. Song Ci reminded him.
Qing Muy野’s thin lips curved slightly. “In that case, wouldn’t it be just as I wished?”
His grandmother had forbidden him from laying a hand on her. However, if she were to miscarry accidentally, it would be entirely beneficial to him.
…
Half an hour later, Meng Jingwei woke up.
She shook her dazed head, looking at the hanging IV drip and the nurse beside her. She asked, “Has the surgery been completed?”
“The surgery is complete. However, you need to come in for a week of intravenous anti-inflammatory medication, and come back for a follow-up appointment in a month.”
The nurse spoke earnestly to Meng Jingwei, then cautioned her with a grave tone, “You have had a ‘miscarriage.’ You must rest in bed for three days and cannot do heavy work for half a month. Furthermore, you must not smoke or drink, otherwise, if you develop postpartum complications, you might never be able to conceive again.”
The ‘anti-inflammatory medication’ the nurse mentioned was merely an excuse for her to come in regularly for the pregnancy-supporting injections.
“That serious? Alright, I will definitely be careful.”
Meng Jingwei nodded vigorously.
She was still so young. She couldn’t afford to become infertile, or she might never get married.
After calming down, Meng Jingwei placed her hand on her stomach, a wave of sadness washing over her.
This was her first child, and it was now ‘gone.’
After finishing the IV drip, Meng Jingwei stood up and moved around. To her surprise, she felt completely at ease, everything normal.
“Nurse, why don’t I feel anything after the surgery?”
The nurse’s eyes flickered slightly, and she gave an awkward smile. “A miscarriage surgery is a minor procedure. Although it’s not painful, you still need to rest.”
As she spoke, she handed Meng Jingwei a pile of medicine. “This is the medicine you need to take. The dosage instructions are marked on them.”
“Okay, thank you.”
Upon returning to her rented room, Meng Jingwei requested another three days off from the club, which was readily granted.
She felt a surge of gratitude. “The club manager is really nice. Getting leave is so easy.”
Last time, when she went to the Qing family’s old residence for three days, her request was easily approved. Today, when she asked for another three days off, the manager approved it immediately without any questions.
She rested at home for three days. Every day, she cooked meals for her mother at the hospital, took her mother out for walks in the sun, and massaged her comatose father.
Besides going to the hospital for ‘anti-inflammatory drips,’ she spent the rest of her time resting at home, not even daring to deliver food.
One day, while she was lying at home scrolling through her phone, the news app popped up an alert: “Red Notice Fugitive’s Body Found in Lancheng Bay.”
Intrigued by the eye-catching headline, she clicked on it.
The body in the photograph was pixelated, but it was accompanied by a previous photograph of the fugitive.
“This person… looks so familiar.”
Meng Jingwei murmured. Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she immediately flipped through the photos the private investigator had sent her a few days prior.
After comparing them, she was so shocked that she shot up from the ground. “It’s him!”
The deceased exposed in the news was precisely the hit-and-run driver who had injured her adoptive parents, and the same person who had been rescued from the private investigator.