The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 857 - 877: She Is Pregnant With His Child

It’s a stranger’s number.

Xia Xiaonuan was slightly taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and answered.

"Hello..." she said weakly.

"Xiaonuan, what’s wrong? What happened?" A familiar and deep voice came from the other end.

Xia Xiaonuan was stunned; it was actually Situ Yan!

"I... my stomach hurts..."

"Where are you? I’m coming over right now!" The voice on the other end was urgent.

"Aren’t you abroad?" Xia Xiaonuan asked suspiciously.

"I just came back, hurry and tell me where you are!"

Xia Xiaonuan’s vision blurred even more, so she had to tell him her address.

Fifteen minutes later.

The hotel door was pushed open, and seeing Xia Xiaonuan collapsed on the carpet, Situ Yan’s expression changed dramatically.

Xia Xiaonuan was already in a semi-conscious state. Situ Yan went forward and picked her up: "Xiaonuan, what’s wrong? Are you okay!"

Xia Xiaonuan slowly opened her eyes, looking at the man with a cold, handsome face before her. She suddenly reached out, grabbed his lapel: "Help... help me... my child..."

After speaking, she finally couldn’t hold on anymore and collapsed in his arms.

"Chi... child?" Situ Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked at her abdomen, his entire body shaking violently.

A child! Could it be, Xiaonuan was pregnant?

She’s pregnant? Could it be... she’s carrying his child?!

Situ Yan felt like he’d been struck by lightning, but remembering something, he hurriedly picked her up and rushed out the door.

The black Bentley sped down the highway.

Situ Yan looked at Xia Xiaonuan beside him, feeling his entire body trembling with excitement. Damn it! Why did he only come back now? If he had been by her side all along, nothing would have happened!

Their child must be okay... otherwise, he would surely go mad!

The car stopped at the hospital entrance, and Situ Yan rushed in carrying Xiaonuan.

"Doctor! Where’s the doctor!" As soon as he entered, he shouted loudly at the nurse.

His forehead’s veins bulged, his expression extremely grim, and his entire body exuded a fierce aura.

Everyone passing by was startled.

The nurse beside him changed her expression, quickly stepped forward, and asked, "Sir, what’s wrong with her?"

Situ Yan, in an uncontrolled state, widened his eyes and shouted, "She’s pregnant, her stomach hurts, hurry and save her!"

The nurse quickly said, "Go to the obstetrics department, on the twelfth floor!"

Before the nurse finished speaking, Situ Yan rushed toward the elevator and disappeared.

Because it was nighttime, there weren’t many people in the hospital, and the few patients passing by couldn’t help but exchange glances.

Outside the examination room, Situ Yan clenched his fists, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

His heart ached as if it were being fried in oil.

The mix of excitement and panic, anticipation and unease, was torturing him to the point of madness.

Finally, the ward door opened.

A doctor came out.

Situ Yan rushed over, grabbing the doctor’s arm: "Doctor, how is she?"

The doctor winced from the pain of being grabbed, frowned, saw Situ Yan’s handsome and anxious face, and couldn’t bear to get angry. He just said, "Don’t worry, the patient is fine, and the fetus is still normal; but we need to be vigilant about her bleeding condition. The patient shouldn’t be under too much stress, and needs to pay attention to diet and all aspects."

Hearing this, Situ Yan breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"Thank you... thank you." The usually cold-blooded Situ Yan was so excited that he didn’t know what to do, thanking the doctor continuously.