Mrs. Zhang noticed something was wrong. Although Wu Qianqian's face looked bad, she was not as weak as the maid said. She even had a cold look on her eyebrows.
She was so perceptive that she noticed something was wrong in just a split second.
She wanted to turn around and leave, but was grabbed by Wu Qianqian who was sitting there.
Wu Qianqian struggled to stand up from the chair, and then threw herself at Mrs. Zhang's feet, begging bitterly.
"Madam, please, please keep the child in my belly. As long as you are willing to keep him, I will never follow you to snatch the master again. I will give you everything you want."
Mrs. Zhang's mind buzzed, she frowned and looked at the people on the ground, subconsciously denying it.
"What nonsense are you talking about? When will I abort the child in your belly?"
She wanted to get rid of Wu Qianqian's entanglement, but Wu Qianqian had no intention of letting go.
She raised her head and cried so hard that there was great sadness in her eyes.
She really hates it!
Just a little bit away, the child can be born healthy, and she can become the real master of the Ning'an Marquis Mansion based on the wealth of the mother and the son.
But just because of this woman, everything was ruined.
Wu Qianqian's hatred was hidden under her eyes. Mrs. Zhang didn't understand it, she only felt that the woman beneath her was a madman.
She tried hard to break Wu Qianqian's hand, but her strength was not as strong as that of Wu Qianqian who had been working all year round.
Unable to break it apart, Wu Qianqian cried even louder, as if she wanted to attract everyone in the yard.
Mrs. Zhang had a bad premonition in her heart. At this moment, there was a sound outside the door, and then there were the sounds of messy footsteps.
Mrs. Zhang's heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to pry Wu Qianqian's hand away, but changed her movements to pull her up from the ground.
This time Wu Qianqian didn't struggle and really stood up with her strength.
Mrs. Zhang was stunned, and before she could react, she saw Wu Qianqian falling backwards, her stomach hitting the corner of the table, and then a scream echoed throughout the room.
When Lu Zhiyuan came with the doctor, he heard Wu Qianqian's miserable screams and begging for mercy.
"No, please let go of the child in my belly."
Lu Zhiyuan's mind went blank, he just wanted to hurry up, otherwise, if he slowed down a little, the Lu family would have no successors.
But it's still a step too late.
Mrs. Zhang stood aside stupidly in the room. Everywhere she looked was a pool of blood. Wu Qianqian held her stomach and half leaned against the table in pain, still begging for mercy.
Lu Zhiyuan was frightened and hurriedly urged the doctor behind him to check Wu Qianqian's situation.
The doctor is a man after all, and he also understands that Lu Zhiyuan asked him to show Wu Qianqian, just to see how it goes.
He walked up to Wu Qianqian and said he was offended, then stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.
After a while, he came back to life.
"Back to the Second Master, my wife's pulse is weak and disorderly. This... I'm afraid it's not good..."
Wu Qianqian was already sweating in pain, and her nails were embedded in her flesh without any pain at all.
She only felt that the little life in her belly was passing away little by little, and she only knew that she would never be able to gain a foothold in the Lu family with this child.
Lu Zhiyuan looked at the people on the ground with pity and roared.
"Where's Po Wen? Why hasn't Po Wen come yet?"
When Po Wen arrived, she was shocked when she saw this scene. She hurriedly carried her to the bed and started inducing labor.
She was worried about taking responsibility, so she first apologized to Lu Zhiyuan.
"Second Master, Second Madam is here this month. I'm afraid she won't be able to save her life. It's very possible that one person will die and two will die. You have to be mentally prepared."
Lu Zhiyuan grabbed Po Wen's wrist and warned sternly.
"If the child can't be saved, you go down and stay with him!"
Wen Po was shocked and frightened even more after hearing his words.
There was fear and embarrassment on her face, but she didn't have the courage to bargain with Lu Zhiyuan, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and return to the delivery room.
Wu Qianqian's screams came out one after another in the room. Lu Zhiyuan felt terribly upset, and suddenly missed the days when Li Xutang was here.
Even if she was being stupid, she wouldn't have made the house so messy.
Mrs. Zhang never left. She stood aside and hesitated several times, but Lu Zhiyuan didn't even look at her.
Soon the old lady, Si Ning, and Jiang Linrou came after hearing the news. The old lady still had a bandage on her head, and her face was not even as thin as before.
She came in a soft sedan, but she was still out of breath when she arrived at the second room.
Si Ning watched from the side, knowing that the old lady was probably running out of gas and would not be able to hold on much longer.
The old lady stretched out her hand to hold Lu Zhiyuan's hand and asked in a dying voice.
"How is it? How is the child?"
Before she died, she wanted to see her precious grandson. If the baby was a boy, she would have the honor to meet the ancestors of the Lu family.
Lu Zhiyuan helped the old lady aside and sat down. In just a few steps, the old lady broke into a cold sweat.
Lu Zhiyuan looked worried and comforted her.
"Mom, don't worry about this. I'll send you back to rest first."
The old lady suddenly raised her voice, "No, I want to watch my eldest grandson being born here."
Lu Zhiyuan couldn't be persuaded, so he had someone bring a soft pillow over, put it behind the old lady's back, draped it over her body, and spoke to her in a low voice.
The old lady suddenly asked, "What's going on? How could a good person be like this suddenly?"
Lu Zhiyuan's expression was stagnant and he wanted to deal with it, but the old lady was not that easy to fool.
Lu Baohu is already like that. She will never allow others to harm her grandson. Not to mention Wu Qianqian's identity, this matter cannot be taken lightly.
Just as he was thinking about it, the little maid hurriedly came to report that the British duchess had come to the house with Mrs. Yang.
The old lady frowned and looked at Lu Zhiyuan, asking in a low voice.
"Have you informed your in-laws?"
Lu Zhiyuan shook his head in confusion. The matter hadn't been clarified yet, so how could he be so confused.
He turned to look at the maid who reported the news to him. The little maid was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and sold Mrs. Zhang cleanly.
"The second lady didn't let the servant call the doctor. The servant had no choice but to ask Madam Zhang. It was Madam Zhang who asked the servant to call for someone."
Mrs. Zhang looked embarrassed. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something. The British Duchess and Mrs. Yang were already walking towards her quickly.
Lu Zhiyuan let go of the old lady and saluted the two of them.
"Zhiyuan has met Mrs. Qian and her mother."
"How is Qian'er?"
Mrs. Yang's eyes were red and she asked in a low voice.
Lu Zhiyuan shook his head with embarrassment, and Mrs. Yang almost fainted. Fortunately, the British princess supported her and comforted her.
"At this time, you have to hold on, Qian'er only has you."
Mrs. Yang nodded, suppressed the sadness in her heart, and asked Lu Zhiyuan seriously.
"Zhiyuan, tell me, what's going on?"
Her tone was a little harsh, and she was speaking like an elder, asking her uncle.
