"Si Yu, it has nothing to do with her. I was careless. Go call a doctor."
Zhan Mohan's voice suddenly interrupted them.
Jiang Si Yu felt heartbroken for Zhan Mohan, but she hated Wei Yumeng even more.
With bloodshot eyes, she yelled at Zhan Mohan, "Even like this, you're still protecting her."
"Wei Yumeng, go call the doctor."
Zhan Mohan's brows were furrowed, his expression stern. Even injured, he couldn't suppress the chilling aura around him.
Wei Yumeng's heart felt complicated at that moment. She didn't understand why Zhan Mohan was speaking up for her in front of Jiang Si Yu. The wound had indeed reopened because of her.
Perhaps, he didn't want Jiang Si Yu to misunderstand.
"Okay."
She turned to call the doctor.
Jiang Si Yu glared resentfully at Wei Yumeng's retreating back, then walked to Zhan Mohan, her gaze instantly softening.
She supported Zhan Mohan; in the end, she couldn't do anything to him.
"I don't understand, where did the arrogant Zhan Mohan who broke up with me go? And I don't understand, how can Wei Yumeng make you disregard your life."
"Because she's my wife."
Zhan Mohan's single sentence pierced Jiang Si Yu's heart. The hand supporting him trembled, and she forced back the tears that stung her eyes.
She knew that Zhan Mohan had only signed the divorce agreement with Wei Yumeng; they hadn't registered the divorce at the Civil Affairs Bureau. From a legal standpoint, she was indeed still Zhan Mohan's wife.
But what of it? Before, it was because she hadn't returned, and Zhan Mohan couldn't accept her sudden departure without a word. It was normal for him to choose a woman to fill the void in his life.
Their past moments together, his kindness to her – after all these years, she hadn't forgotten, and she believed Zhan Mohan hadn't either.
Otherwise, why hadn't he avoided her or blamed her when he saw her? He was as calm as they were when they were together.
She took a deep breath. "A Han, I know, I know you're just angry with me, so you want to use Wei Yumeng to hurt me."
"It has nothing to do with her. From the moment you left, I already let go of our feelings."
"I don't believe you," Jiang Si Yu stubbornly cupped Zhan Mohan's face, leaning in to kiss him.
This scene was witnessed by Wei Yumeng, who had just returned after calling the doctor. She paused her hand, which was about to push open the door.
She closed the door and turned to leave.
Jiang Si Yu had intended to kiss Zhan Mohan, but when they were only millimeters apart, she saw Zhan Mohan subtly turn his head, a clear sign of avoidance.
He didn't desire her touch.
She had her pride too. Zhan Mohan's rejection was so obvious; if she persisted, she would only make a fool of herself. Just then, the doctor walked in again.
"Family members, please step out for a moment. We need to examine the patient's wound."
Jiang Si Yu wiped away her tears, straightened up, and walked out.
Outside the hospital, Wei Yumeng felt a wave of dizziness, nearly losing her balance. She definitely hadn't rested well last night.
Her body was already somewhat weak, and now, being pregnant, she couldn't hold on if she exerted herself even a little.
She dared not walk further, fearing she would faint, so she called Mu Lin Jing.
Fortunately, Mu Lin Jing answered quickly.
"Yu Meng, what's wrong?"
"Lin Jing, I'm sitting on a bench outside Zhan Mohan's hospital room. I'm feeling a bit dizzy. Can you come pick me up?"
Hearing this, Mu Lin Jing was terrified. Wei Yumeng could already hear her packing things on the other end.
"Wait for me, I'll be right there. Don't wander off."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Wei Yumeng sat on the bench, her mind in a chaotic mess. Especially the scene of Jiang Si Yu kissing Zhan Mohan, which surged towards her like a tidal wave, making it hard to breathe.
She clutched her chest and mocked herself: "Didn't I expect this situation long ago? Why are you hurting?"
From the moment she saw Jiang Si Yu's photo in Zhan Mohan's wallet, she should have realized that she was merely a tool for his amusement, just a temporary replacement for Jiang Si Yu.
Now that the person he truly loved had returned, she should leave.
The logic was clear, but putting it into practice was so difficult.
But if she were to grovel and beg Zhan Mohan to reconcile, she couldn't do it. She wouldn't allow her pride to be trampled underfoot.
If it hurts, let it hurt. It wouldn't kill her. Perhaps after some time, the pain would numb her, and she wouldn't know what it felt like anymore.
She could only encourage herself.
When Mu Lin Jing arrived, Wei Yumeng was sitting on the bench, her eyes empty and desolate. Mu Lin Jing rushed over.
"Yu Meng, are you alright?" Mu Lin Jing anxiously touched her forehead, then looked at her face. "Why do you look so pale? Come on, let's go to the hospital."
"I'm not going. Zhan Mohan is inside, and so is Jiang Si Yu. We might run into them."
She didn't want anyone else to know about her pregnancy, except Mu Lin Jing.
"Who said we have to check at this hospital? Come on, let's go to another one. If anything happens to the baby in your womb, you'll regret it."
Mu Lin Jing forcefully helped Wei Yumeng up. They hailed a taxi by the roadside and went directly to the hospital where Wei Yumeng had discovered her pregnancy.
After registering, Mu Lin Jing supported Wei Yumeng as she underwent a series of examinations. They waited for the results.
Wei Yumeng anxiously asked the doctor, "Doctor, how is my baby?"
Coincidentally, Wei Jin, who had just undergone an abortion, happened to pass by the doorway. She overheard the question. While it wasn't unusual in the obstetrics and gynecology department, the voice was so familiar that she instinctively stopped.
She glanced inside and her pupils constricted sharply when she saw the familiar figure, her expression shocked.
Was she mistaken? How could she look so much like Wei Yumeng? No, it was Wei Yumeng.
Just now, she heard Wei Yumeng asking the doctor about the baby in her womb…
Wei Yumeng was pregnant. Could it be Xin Ran's?
Her past entanglement with Xin Ran had made headlines, and calculating the timing, it matched perfectly. She gripped the papers in her hand, a vicious expression appearing on her face.
Why did she have to undergo an abortion while Wei Yumeng was pregnant?
No, if this child was Xin Ran's, she wouldn't let her keep it. Xin Ran was hers, and no one would take him away.
Wei Jin found a nurse in the corridor and borrowed her phone. She sent a message to Zhan Mohan's phone. The content was:
"Your wife is currently in the obstetrics and gynecology department at the Maternal and Child Health Hospital. Come quickly."
Mentioning the obstetrics and gynecology department, everyone would associate it with pregnancy. And with Zhan Mohan's intelligence, he would likely guess without further explanation.
After completing this, she returned the phone to the nurse, a sinister smile playing on her lips.
Wei Yumeng, just wait. If Zhan Mohan finds out you're carrying someone else's child, you won't be able to keep it.