By the time Yan Nuohan drove to the apartment, Ye Mo Mo had already been sent to Liang Ancheng's hospital.
Those in the room who were responsible for Ye Momo's safe daily life fell to their knees tremblingly.
Yan Nuohan calmed down his anger and pointed at a woman on the ground and said coldly: "What's going on?"
The woman was responsible for Ye Momo's food and daily life. Although she was scared, she still showed her professionalism and told Yan Nuohan what happened in a clear and logical manner.
"When we delivered meals to Ms. Ye this morning, she was still fine. Later, she went to the bathroom and never came out. Because the bathroom was not monitored, we didn't know Ms. Ye's condition. By the time we realized there was a problem, Ms. Ye had already
..." The woman felt her tongue began to tremble.
Yan Nuohan walked towards the bathroom, and what he saw was the blood stained red in the bathtub, the broken mirror, and the broken lenses stained with blood.
His face was cold, his tall body was straight and stiff, and his anger made him lose his composure.
He kicked the man kneeling on the ground and roared angrily: "A bunch of useless losers."
"Yan, Yan, calm down." Long Yan stood in front of Yan Nuohan. This was the first time he had seen such an angry and dangerous Yan Nuohan. He really felt sorry for the cannon fodder kneeling on the ground.
"Don't worry, A Liang just called and said it's okay, please calm down."
Yan Nuohan straightened his clothes after hearing this, glanced indifferently at the shivering people on the ground, and walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
As soon as he arrived at St. Ann's Hospital, Liang Ancheng couldn't wait to meet Yan Nuohan with a cold face.
"You've been a frequent visitor here lately." Just after seeing off Mai Kudo, Ye Momo was welcomed back. He, the director of St. Ann's Hospital, had to come in person every time, which made him very tired.
"Stop talking nonsense, how is she?" Yan Nuohan frowned displeased.
"Because it was brought early and the wound was not very deep, nothing serious happened to him, but..." Liang Ancheng looked at the cruel Yan Nuohan and wondered whether he knew.
"explain."
"Do you know she's pregnant?" Logically speaking, you should know.
"What? Say it again." Yan Nuohan, who originally looked like a cold and cool president, became nervous when he heard Liang Ancheng's words. He tightened his pupils, grabbed Liang Ancheng's white coat and asked in disbelief.
"Isn't it, Ah Liang?" Long Yan on the side also looked surprised.
Liang Ancheng broke away Yan Nuohan's hand that grabbed his collar and asked carefully: "You don't know? I thought you knew."
"How long." Yan Nuohan quickly regained his composure and asked in a deep voice.
"More than four months, it's not obvious." Liang Ancheng shrugged.
Yan Nuohan froze: Isn't that exactly...
His chest heaved violently, and an unspeakable emotion filled his heart.
She was pregnant. The woman who looked like a child was actually pregnant, and the child she was carrying was probably his.
Yan Nuohan clenched his fists, his tall body was trembling a little when he looked at it, and his usually handsome and indifferent face showed panic for the first time.
"Yan, are you... okay?" Long Yan waved his hand in front of Yan Nuohan and asked worriedly. He preferred his cold and dangerous look to the seemingly helpless Boss Yan. God, please do it quickly.
His cold-blooded boss Yan should come back!
Yan Nuohan waved his hand and said awkwardly: "I'll go see her."
Long Yan wanted to follow him and join in the fun, but Liang Ancheng, a thoughtful man, held him back.
Looking at Yan Nuohan's tall and stiff back, Liang Ancheng waved his hands helplessly and said to Long Yan: "Now Yan is in trouble."
"How do you say that?" Long Yan was confused. He thought roughly, it's just pregnancy. It's either childbirth or not. What's the trouble?
Liang Ancheng looked at the tall Long Yan with a smile. This pure man could never understand Yan Nuohan's mood.
"Look at what I'm doing, tell me."
"You don't understand even if you tell me..."
"Damn it, Ah Liang, are you trying to get slapped on purpose!!" After saying that, Long Yan raised his iron-like fist and threatened, "Speak quickly, or I'll beat you to death."
Liang Ancheng looked at the child-like Long Yan and rolled his eyes: "How childish."
When Long Yan heard this, he became furious. He threw himself at the calm Liang Ancheng without any regard for his image, making Liang Ancheng's quiet office go crazy.
Compared to the hustle and bustle in the office, Ye Momo's ward seemed too quiet, so quiet that it gave people a chill.
It's still a high-end ward, with first-class medical equipment and humanized decoration.
Ye Momo turned her head to the side. At this time, she was undergoing an infusion. Her left wrist was wrapped with thick white gauze and a small needle was inserted into the vein. She looked extremely depressed and weak.