My Little Sweet Wife Chapter 338 - How Could The Roof Collapse Like That

Chapter 338 - How Could The Roof Collapse Like That

The moment Jiang Ruolan's body collapsed to the ground, Jiang Yijun immediately picked her up and rushed back to the house.

Jiang Ruolan's consciousness was vague, but she couldn't open her eyes at all. However, she could feel that Jiang Yijun was hugging her and the sound of the wind howling in her ears.

"Don't move." Jiang Yijun's voice was a bit hoa.r.s.e, as if something was grabbing his throat, and his hand trembled a little as he held her.

Jiang Ruolan didn't have the strength to talk. She just only saw the darkness and heard Old Man Xian supported by a group of people behind them as they rushed back together.

"Is Dr. Li here yet?"

"He's here. Dr. Li was just nearby. He rushed here as soon as he received the call!"

"Quick, quick, take Ruolan back to her room. Quickly, see if there's anything wrong with her. She is pregnant and checks her child too!"

At this moment, Jiang Ruolan was afraid that something terrible would happen to the child in her womb. Her heart was in turmoil.

This was her and Xian Zihao's child. If she protected the Old Man but lost her child, then she wouldn't be able to forgive herself no matter what. How come she didn't see any problems with the roof when she first entered the ancestral hall?

However, right now, there's nothing that could compare with the excruciating pain in her head. As she was carried by Jiang Yijun all the way home, she felt warm liquid kept running down her face, making her dizzy.

"Quick, put the Young Madam on the bed. Don't let her lie on her back, let her rest here!"

It was Dr. Li's voice.

Just as Jiang Ruolan's body touched the soft bed, she suddenly felt strength coming from an unknown source and quickly grabbed the person's sleeve. Her eyes barely opened a crack, "Don't tell Zihao… Don't make him worry …"

Her voice was hoa.r.s.e and weak. Zhan An bent down and held her cold hand. She said painfully, "All right, all right, we will not tell Zihao. As long as you are fine, we will not tell him. Good child, it hurts, right?"

Jiang Ruolan shook her head with difficulty. "I'm fine...It doesn't hurt …"

Jiang Ruolan was afraid that if Xian Zihao found out that she was injured, he would rush home. She didn't want to affect his work schedule and delay him.

After she heard Zhan An's words, she sighed with relief. She could no longer speak, and her consciousness was beginning to fade. Jiang Ruolan closed her eyes and felt someone used something cold to wipe the blood on her forehead and face.

"Why did the roof suddenly collapse?" Vaguely, she heard Xian Jian's rather loud voice. He was asking Nanny Cheng. "Where was the employee I asked you to call last week? Weren't they supposed to fix it already?"

"This... I called them again the other day. They said they would be here this week, but they haven't come yet." Nanny Cheng's voice sounded both innocent and apprehensive.

"Wasn't there just a small gap in the roof? With a small gap, how could it possibly collapse like that?! Luckily the Old Man is fine, otherwise you'd be in for it!"

"Xian Jian! What's the point of saying all this now? Dad wasn't hurt, and that was all thanks to Ruolan! Now that Ruolan is injured, you better shut your mouth!" Zhan An opened her mouth and said with dissatisfaction. "If you want to get angry, go outside! Don't scare Ruolan!"

A middle-aged maid who was about the same age as Nanny Cheng said nervously, "The wind is too strange today. Thunder and lightning, but no rain. When we rushed to the ancestral hall, did you guys hear something strange?"

"Ah Xiu, don't talk nonsense!" Nanny Cheng whispered.

"Sister Cheng, it's true. Didn't you all hear the sound just now? How scary. You all clearly heard it when we were at the back of the mountain. Could it be that vengeful spirits from twenty years ago came to take our lives? Could--"

"Shut up!" Nanny Cheng grabbed Liu Xiu's hand and glared at her.

Jiang Ruolan couldn't see everyone's expression, but she could feel that the room was a lot quieter. Only Dr. Li remained. He examined her body as he cleaned her wounds.

"Although your injury was not light, it's only in your hair. It didn't hurt you in other areas. Your fetus Qi was stable, and the child was safe and healthy."

Dr. Li's words made Jiang Ruolan, who was on the edge of a coma, felt relieved. At the same time, he gave her a small amount of anesthesia before she gradually fell asleep.

Jiang Ruolan didn't know how long she had been asleep, but she felt as if her head had been struck by something heavy. It was so heavy that she could barely breathe. While sleeping, she also felt as if someone was moving her body.

Jiang Ruolan didn't know what was happening to her or where she was. She could only hear a faint rumble. When she finally came out of the darkness and the intense pain, she could barely move her eyes.

Jiang Ruolan felt as if her eyelids weighed as much as gold. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a glimmer of bright light. At the same time, she let out a painful moan. The intense pain on her forehead made her want to rub it.

"You're awake?"

A familiar voice was heard from the side. Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment before she looked to her left, only to see that Zhou Shufen was sitting next to her.

What had happened?

Was she dreaming?

Why did she see Zhou Shufen?

Jiang Ruolan raised her hand to touch the wound on her forehead, but Zhou Shufen suddenly pressed her arm down. "Don't move, there are seven st.i.tches on your forehead. Once the anesthetic effect is gone, it will definitely hurt."

The intense pain in her forehead made Jiang Ruolan realize that this was not a dream. She couldn't help but look at Zhou Shufen in astonishment. She then looked around and found that she was in a high-cla.s.s ward with two beds.

"Why are you here? How can I be in the hospital?" As she spoke, her voice was very hoa.r.s.e.

"The night before, you were sent to the hospital by the Xian Family. Spring was a season with many patients, and the hospital ward was full of people. There were no vacancies in a single VIP ward, only in this room. Originally, only my daughter lived here and I didn't allow other patients to stay here, but since the patient is you, I reluctantly agreed to have the hospital give you this bed."

Zhou Shufen's tone was light, but her eyes looked tired. She looked like she hadn't slept well for a few days, and she no longer looked as radiant as before.

Jiang Ruolan subconsciously turned her head to the other side of the bed, but there was no sign of Xiaoyi.

"Xiaoyi's brain tumor has worsened. She had just undergone surgery three nights ago. She has been in the intensive care unit for two days. Tomorrow, she can be transferred back to this room." Zhou Shufen stood up and walked to the empty bed. She placed some dolls that someone had brought to the other side of the bed.

Jiang Ruolan endured the pain in her forehead and slowly got up, leaning against the head of the bed. She looked around and saw a thermos cup on the white table next to her bed. It seemed that Xian Family had just left, and it so happened that she only saw Zhou Shufen the moment she woke up.

She was originally her love rival and clearly, they did not like each other. Usually, when they met, all she would do was appear calm on the surface. However, Jiang Ruolan's heart couldn't calm down when she heard Xiaoyi's tumor had once again worsened and she had undergone surgery.

Zhou Shufen tidied up Xiaoyi's bed and placed some fresh flowers in a vase on the table next to her. As she turned around, she saw Jiang Ruolan leaning on her bed, looking straight at her.

There was no expression on Zhou Shufen's face. She just looked at Jiang Ruolan and said in a cold but calm voice, "When you were brought here the night before, the wound on your forehead was already cleaned. But the Xian Family doctor advised to bring you to the hospital to have the wound st.i.tched and since your wound was very large, the doctor recommends that you stay in the ward to be observed."

"Grandpa Xian and the others stayed here and watched over you all day. Last night, they were persuaded to leave, and today, Auntie An asked someone to boil chicken soup for you to drink. Seeing that you hadn't yet woken up, she left the soup there."

Zhou Shufen pointed to the thermos next to Jiang Ruolan's bed and said, "Drink it. I don't have to feed you, do I?"

"No need."