Chapter 233 Ning Wanzhen's child is still alive

An overwhelming emotion began to surge within her thin brows. Tears welled in her eyes, but lingered, refusing to fall.

She stared intently at the stunned Sang Yuwan, took a deep breath, and continued, "Bo Yuanshan didn't hesitate to harm Rong Zhi in order to cover up Xingzhi's sexual orientation."

Sang Yuwan's mind went blank; she stopped thinking. Her breathing was heavy and labored, yet her body felt so weak and powerless. She felt as if she were being drawn into a bottomless vortex.

Bo Qingmei looked at her with heartache, tears finally streaming down her face. Her cheeks were flushed red, like the sunset in midsummer.

Her eyes, brimming with tears, were clear and bright. "Rong Zhi was lucky; he escaped death. But you... cough..."

Bo Qingmei's throat was a little sore, and she couldn't help but cough twice.

Sang Yuwan's lips curled into a cold smile as she continued, "And I became the target of Bo Yuanshan's next plan. First, he lied and said he saved me, making me feel grateful to him. Then, he brought me into the Bo family business. What outsiders saw as careful cultivation was nothing more than him making me work harder for the Bo family..."

With tears in her eyes, Bo Qingmei said, "He planned everything, but he never expected to die so soon..."

Sang Yuwan's lips drooped slightly, and her once bright and clear eyes were now nothing but a dead abyss, swallowing all the light that tried to approach.

She was silent for a few seconds, then let out a cold laugh. "Ha. Before he died, he made me swear that I would protect the Bo family and the Bo Corporation."

"Sigh." Bo Qingmei sighed, her eyes filled with endless sorrow. "He was worried that once Xingzhi's affairs were exposed, the Bo family and the Bo Corporation would fall into the hands of the second and third branches of the family."

She paused, then added, "He's always like this, treating everyone as his pawns."

Sang Yuwan's eyes were red, and a stinging sensation filled her nostrils. She struggled to breathe. She took two deep breaths, her shoulders trembling slightly, her heart churning with uncontrollable emotions.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms, but she felt no pain, because the wound in her heart was a thousand times more profound than the physical suffering.

Bo Qingmei's originally flushed face suddenly turned ashen. The light in her eyes also gradually dimmed.

She clenched her fingers and spoke again, her voice suddenly low and hoarse, "There's one more thing, I..."

Sang Yuwan's heart tightened, and she lowered her eyes to look at her quietly.

"Back then, the person who performed the induced abortion on Ning Wanzhen was your mother. That child..."

"What happened to that child?" Sang Yuwan looked at Bo Qingmei's pale, almost transparent face, her heart pounding in her throat.

Bo Qingmei's lips were chapped and dry, her breathing growing weaker as she opened and closed her mouth. "Your mother performed a cesarean section on Ning Wanzhen... cough..."

Sang Yuwan hurriedly reached out and pressed the emergency call button.

Then, she grasped Bo Qingmei's hand and asked urgently, "So, Ning Wanzhen's child is still alive, right?"

“He…” Bo Qingmei blinked, a row of pearl flowers hanging on her eyelashes.

In an instant, she became barely breathing, as if she were about to close her eyes at any moment.

"Tell me, where is he now?" Sang Yuwan's heart raced, and her tone became increasingly urgent.

“He is…” Bo Qingmei’s forehead veins bulged, and his eyes widened.

Bang--

The door to the ward was pushed open forcefully.

Bo Qingmei looked at the person who walked in and raised her hand, "He...he..."

Sang Yuwan's breath hitched, and she turned to look at him. "Rong Zhi?"

Bo Qingmei smiled at Rong Zhi, her eyes gentle, "A-Zhi..."

Rong Zhi strode to the bedside, his chest rising and falling slightly. "The doctor will be here soon."

Bo Qingmei blinked, her gaze softening further, "You...you...good...good..."

The sound of hurried footsteps rushed in, and Bo Qingmei closed her eyes. The tears that had been hanging on her eyelashes fell down in a soft patter.

Sang Yuwan hurriedly bent down, suppressing her emotions, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't sleep, wake up."

Rong Zhi quickly pulled her away, "The doctor is here."

Sang Yuwan knew in her heart that Bo Qingmei had probably passed away, but she was unwilling to accept this fact.

Bo Qingmei and she had no connection or relationship.

But they were all victims of Bo Yuanshan's scheme.

Perhaps they can empathize with what it feels like to be framed.

Despair tinged with sorrow.

Seeing that she was trembling, Rong Zhi quickly put his arm around her.

His body temperature couldn't warm her.

Sang Yuwan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and the blood in her body was about to freeze.

Rong Zhi hugged her even tighter.

The two watched intently as the doctor performed emergency treatment on Bo Qingmei.

The air in the ward was so still you could hear a pin drop.

The ticking of the surrounding instruments sounded exceptionally clear in the stillness; their rhythmic and steady beat acted as guardians of time, silently recording every moment of the rescue.

at last.

Squeak squeak squeak—

The instrument emitted a sharp and piercing sound.

On the display screen, all data is set to zero.

As Sang Yuwan watched the undulating wave-like lines turn into straight lines, tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

A vibrant life has been lost.

She couldn't believe it, and didn't want to believe it.

"Madam Bo, Second Master, please accept my condolences." The doctor walked over with a solemn expression and bowed to Sang Yuwan and Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi, with a solemn expression, slowly said, "Go down."

The doctor nodded.

Two nurses covered Bo Qingmei with a white sheet.

After they left, Sang Yuwan suddenly broke free from Rong Zhi's embrace and quickly walked to the bedside.

She tried to pull off the white cloth covering Bo Qingmei's face, but Rong Zhi came over and grabbed her wrist.

"Wanwan, you are pregnant, it's not advisable for you to stay here any longer."

Sang Yuwan sniffed and opened her mouth, "Rong Zhi, why couldn't she finish talking before leaving?"

Rong Zhi was slightly taken aback, and asked in a low voice, "What did she say?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes were red, and her voice suddenly became much hoarse. "She said Ning Wanzhen's child is still alive."

Rong Zhi's breath hitched. "How is this possible?"

A tear rolled down Sang Yuwan's cheek, but the corners of her lips turned up. "I knew it. How could someone as kind as my mother become an accomplice of Bo Yuanshan?"

Rong Zhi's heart sank. "You mean, the surgery your mother performed on Ning Wanzhen wasn't an induced abortion..."

Sang Yuwan smiled and said, "Yes. She performed a cesarean section on Ning Wanzhen."

Rong Zhi's cold and stern face seemed to be struck by an invisible lightning bolt, and all his expressions froze at that moment.

His eyes widened, his pupils dilating rapidly as if trying to take in the entire astonishing scene. An incredulous light shone in his eyes, a complex mix of shock, doubt, and awe.

At this moment, Xiansi walked in, followed by several funeral home staff.

"Madam, Second Master, may the ceremony begin?"