The group remained restless in the hallway, unsure if they could truly deceive Old Master Zhan.
Zhan Yangyi exchanged a look with Chen Yutong before asking, "Did something happen to Yumeng?"
Zhan Yichen sighed, "Sister-in-law lost the baby."
Upon hearing this, Zhan Yangyi and Chen Yutong were also stunned. They hadn't expected it to be so severe, which explained why Zhan Mohan had been wearing a scowl and remaining silent.
Zhan Yangyi patted Zhan Mohan's shoulder in comfort.
The group fell silent, seemingly lost in a somber atmosphere.
Just then, Old Master Zhan's voice echoed from the ward.
"Don't stop me! Let me go..."
They hurried into the ward to find Old Master Zhan already by the window, appearing as though he had given up on life.
"No wonder you all were unwilling to tell me what happened... It's me... It's all because of me that you lost the child..." Old Master Zhan's face was etched with grief. "I told you long ago to stop bothering with me, why didn't you listen? Now, the only way out is death."
"Grandpa, please calm down, this isn't your fault," Zhan Yichen said urgently.
Zhan Yangyi also nodded, "Grandpa, we are already investigating who hit Yumeng. It has nothing to do with you."
"But if I hadn't fallen ill, how would the nurse have called Yumeng? How can I face Yumeng from now on?"
Mu Linjing was already weeping uncontrollably. She knew she shouldn't have told Old Master Zhan, but she couldn't bring herself to lie to him any longer.
"Grandpa, please calm down, Yumeng wouldn't blame you," Chen Yutong said, glancing at Zhan Mohan, urging him to speak.
After all, in this situation, Zhan Mohan's words would carry more weight.
At this moment, Zhan Mohan's heart was in turmoil. On one side was his grandfather, and on the other, his beloved wife.
It was impossible to determine whose fault it was. He even felt that everything was a result of his own negligence.
"If anyone is to blame, it's me," Zhan Mohan said coldly. "If I hadn't forgotten my phone, the nurse wouldn't have called Yumeng directly, and none of this would have happened. Should I be the one to jump from here?"
"Brother!" Zhan Yichen was startled by Zhan Mohan's tone and words.
His icy demeanor suggested a loss of hope in life, even a hint of hatred.
Old Master Zhan also seemed to be startled by Zhan Mohan and momentarily forgot his distress, collapsing to the floor in exhaustion.
"My child, Grandpa is so sorry..." Old Master Zhan said, weeping.
Zhan Yichen and Zhan Yangyi exchanged glances. Though they said nothing, they understood each other's intentions.
Zhan Yichen, with Mu Linjing, forcefully led Zhan Mohan out of the ward.
Zhan Yangyi and Chen Yutong remained to look after Old Master Zhan.
"Brother, don't be like this. You know Grandpa has been temperamental because of his illness before, and now he's taking all the blame on himself. You understand, right?"
Zhan Mohan remained silent. How could he not understand? How could he possibly blame Old Master Zhan?
But now, for the first time, he didn't know what to do. Whose fault was this? Who could be blamed? Who should pay the price for this?
Just then, Vincent approached with a serious expression.
"I've found the person you were looking for. Do you want to see him now?"
He was, of course, referring to the person who had hit Wei Yumeng.
"Of course," Zhan Yichen agreed immediately.
Vincent led them to the door of a conference room. "He's a good kid too. Whatever happens, I hope you can give him a chance."
With that, Vincent sighed and left.
Mu Linjing felt indignant hearing this. Wei Yumeng had lost her child, a life, and they were going to give the perpetrator a chance?
They pushed open the door and entered the conference room. Inside was a young man, who looked quite young.
"I... I'm sorry..." the man stammered, clearly terrified.
"What's your name?" Zhan Yichen asked.
"I... I'm Qin Xing."
Mu Linjing pressed on, "So, you admit you pushed Yumeng?"
"I... I really didn't mean to, but we were saving that patient. He was going to die if he didn't get there faster, so I didn't notice there was someone else there. I..."
Qin Xing's voice trembled as he spoke, nearing tears by the end of his sentence.
"But do you know that you caused a mother to lose her child? Is an apology enough to compensate for that?" Mu Linjing's anger grew. "You say the person you saved was a life, but wasn't the unborn child also a life?"
"I... I..." Qin Xing was unable to speak, only sobbing.
Zhan Yichen glanced at Zhan Mohan, as if asking for his decision.
However, Zhan Yichen's heart was also pounding, knowing that with Zhan Mohan's temper, Qin Xing was unlikely to have a good outcome.
Zhan Mohan finally cast a cold glance at Qin Xing. "I will issue the appropriate legal notice through normal procedures. You will not be spared any necessary compensation. Also... after this, you must leave Pengcheng... You should know the influence of the Zhan Group. I can make it impossible for you to stay here."
Qin Xing was thunderstruck.
Compensation? He was just an intern doctor, how could he afford to pay? His family background wasn't well-off either, so why did he have to encounter such a thing?
"Mr. Zhan... Mr. Zhan, please give me a chance... I really don't have that much money. My family is still in the hospital receiving treatment, and I need money. I..."
Qin Xing knelt before Zhan Mohan, begging, "Please, Mr. Zhan, my family depends on me."
But Zhan Mohan's expression remained cold, showing no intention of backing down.
Zhan Yichen and Mu Linjing looked at Qin Xing. Although they felt he might be a pitiable figure, a crime was a crime. How could some things be easily forgotten?
Qin Xing was weeping uncontrollably. These terms were more agonizing than death itself.
Just then, Vincent knocked on the conference room door. "Wei Yating has woken up and is urgently looking for Mr. Zhan."
Upon hearing this, Zhan Yichen said to Zhan Mohan, "Brother, you go see Sister-in-law first. Linjing and I will handle things here."
Zhan Mohan did not object and walked out directly. At this moment, nothing was more important than Wei Yumeng.
After Zhan Mohan left, Zhan Yichen and Mu Linjing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Zhan Mohan's aura was almost unbearable even for them.
"Alright, even though my brother has left, the accounts still need to be settled," Zhan Yichen said, walking towards Qin Xing.