“Did you knock into her when you slipped?” Song Chulang asked with a frown.
Changqing’s pale lips trembled and she couldn’t spout a single word for a while.
She was unable to defend herself. She knew what Song Chulang said was true.
Although she was unable to react fast enough when she fell, she could indeed feel her hand had hooked on to Dai Ai. “I didn’t do it on purpose—I wanted to help her initially. When I slipped, I wanted to let go of her but it was too late.”
“You couldn’t even stand properly, yet you wanted to help her?” Grandma Song looked at her with a furious gaze that she never had before.
Changqing was afraid, a little dispirited and at a loss.
What she was most frightened of was these people who used to like her looking at her with such detest.
Now, she could already feel it from Grandma Song.
Also, there was Song Huaisheng. Song Huaisheng definitely wouldn’t like her anymore.
Dai Ai would hate her to the core even more.
If something happened to the child, they would never forgive her.
“I’m sorry…” Her tears fell. She looked at the man beside her for help with her moist, amorous eyes.
Song Chuyi sighed softly and hugged her tightly. “Grandma, she didn’t do it on purpose.”
“Chuyi, a child born after six months? You should know very well. His organs aren’t even developed. Whether or not he can survive is still a very big question mark.” Song Chulang suddenly turned his face, looking cold and grim. “Even if he manages to survive, he might not be normal.”
Grandma Song’s eyes moistened. “What a sin; what sin has our Song Family committed?”
Changqing didn’t dare to listen on, only looking at Song Chuyi’s face hard as though trying to look for a trace of refutation but he just remained silent and didn’t make a sound.
Changqing knew it was true.
Her carelessness had cost the life of a child.
“I’ll take you to the hospital.” Song Chuyi lifted her up and walked out.
Changqing looked as though she had lost her soul the whole way.
When they got into the car, Song Chuyi took a piece of tissue paper to wipe the blood off her face and checked the wounds on her body. There were many areas injured from the fall and it was very rare for her to not cry or even complain about the pain from such a fall with such a delicate nature.
“Don’t let your thoughts run wild.” He lowered his head and planted a kiss gently on the bandage on her forehead.
“How could I not let my thoughts run wild?” Changqing lifted her pair of empty eyes. “Say, why am I so stupid? Why am I so careless? Grandma was right—I couldn’t even walk properly myself, so why did I still go and try to help someone? If I didn’t help her, she would’ve been fine. Chuchu, I’m a bad person. I’m stupid. Your family definitely won’t forgive me.”
Large drops of tears rolled down her face.
Changqing tightly grabbed his sleeve helplessly. She was afraid. She was really very afraid.
She wouldn’t dare come to the Song Household again.
She wouldn’t dare see Song Huaisheng, Dai Ai, or Grandma Song.
“Don’t cry.” Song Chuyi hugged her. When he saw the large piece of skin scraped off on the back of her hand, he sighed softly. “I’ll take you to the hospital to have a look.”
“I don’t want to go to the hospital.” Changqing shook her head vigorously, fear swelling in her eyes.
“You have to go to the hospital—your head is injured. It’s better to go for a scan.” Song Chuyi caressed her silky hair gently. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll stand by you no matter what happens.”
“Chuchu…” Changqing pouted her little mouth and cried even harder. Her little body heaved up and down. “I’m hurting, everywhere’s hurting, and I feel dizzy too.”
After being coaxed by him, Changqing felt it was even more unbearable as her tears poured in torrents like floodwater.
“Mm, you have to pull through it,” Song Chuyi coaxed with a hoarse voice. His head hurt too.
Even though he was a doctor, he couldn’t stop the pain.
When they reached the hospital, Song Chuyi helped her take off her clothes to give her a checkup personally. He knocked on various parts of her body. Her soft and fair skin wasn’t filled with bruises before.
After treating her superficial wounds, he took her to the Radiology department. Thankfully, she only suffered superficial wounds on her head. However, Changqing kept saying she was dizzy.
Song Chuyi knew she must’ve suffered a little shock on her head when she rolled down and was preparing to take her back to the Yan Household.
“We should… take a look at your Auntie,” Changqing muttered.
Song Chuyi knew she was afraid and said softly, “Forget it. Let’s go tomorrow. Aren’t you feeling unwell too?”
“My feelings are nothing compared to Dai Ai.” Changqing had thought things through. She was afraid but being afraid didn’t mean she didn’t have to face it. She had to face it sooner or later.
The later she went, the more complaints the Song Family members would have.
Besides, she was really worried about Dai Ai and that child.
Song Chuyi watched her for a while before nodding, helping her to the Hospitalization department.
She walked very slowly. Her knees hurt.
When they had arrived, Dai Ai was just sent to the VIP ward and was still unconscious. Only Song Yunyang, Song Chulang and a few other doctors were there. Song Yunyang didn’t even have time to change and had Dai Ai’s blood stains all over her. When she saw the two of them entering, her eyes dimmed as she turned away.
“How is she?” Song Chuyi asked.
“She’s already out of danger but it will take some time for her to recover.” Song Chulang’s handsome face didn’t have any emotion. “The child is in the Newborn Department and has to be under observation. His chance of survival is unknown. Dad’s gone over to that side.”
Song Chuyi nodded slightly. Song Huaisheng cared a lot about that child. He was very clear about that.
He already had two sons, but maybe it was because age had caught up with him that he was exceptionally happy when he had a child at his age. Only, this child wasn’t a girl. If it was a girl, the consequences would be even more dire.
“Yunyang, thank you for today.” Song Chuyi turned around to look at the woman who was covered in blood with a gentle gaze. “Your ability to make prompt decisions is good. Otherwise, not to mention saving the child, but two lives would’ve been lost.”
“This is just what I should’ve done.” Song Yunyang glanced at the frail woman cowering in his embrace and felt her heart was stuffy. She never knew when he started to like such a weak woman.
“However… why did you suddenly come back to the Song Household tonight?” Song Chuyi questioned.
“I came to pick up my clothes.” Song Yunyang frowned subconsciously. “To think I would run into something like this.”
Song Chuyi retracted his gaze and didn’t speak anymore.
Song Chulang said coldly, “I suggest you take Miss Yan back first. Dad knows about it and is already very angry.”
Upon hearing that, a sense of uneasiness flashed past Changqing’s face.
At that moment, Song Huaisheng entered with the Hospital Director. Song Huaisheng’s gaze settled on Changqing and his face suddenly sank.
“Dad, I’m sorry.” Changqing apologized with guilt immediately.
“Go back.” Song Huaisheng retracted his gaze and didn’t even look at her, saying lightly, “Chuyi, take her back.”
“Mm, Dad, Changqing didn’t do it on purpose.” Song Chuyi helped Changqing and lowered his head to say to her: “Let’s go back. I’ll take you back.”
Changqing held her tears back as she looked at Song Huaisheng’s cold profile, allowing Song Chuyi to pull her along as they left the hospital.
Throughout the journey, she didn’t say a single word.
Song Chuyi spoke very little too and only drove quietly.
Back at the Yan Household, Yan Lei wasn’t asleep yet. When he saw her returning full of wounds, his face changed.
Changqing took the initiative to tell him what happened. Yan Lei’s face suddenly worsened significantly. Seeing his daughter in this state, he still couldn’t help but say: “Why were you so careless?”
Changqing lowered her head deeply. “I don’t know either. The stairs suddenly seemed very slippery…”
“Stop looking for excuses. You’re always so clumsy.” The more Yan Lei thought about it, the more frustrated he felt. “When Dai Ai wakes up tomorrow, I will take you to apologize to Chuyi’s father again.”
“I know.” Changqing nodded with grievance.
She dared to ascertain that Dai Ai would kill her if she could.
She knew very clearly how important this child was to Dai Ai. As the saying went: “A mother is respected by virtue of her son”. Dai Ai’s hopes were all on this child.
“Go upstairs to sleep first; it’s getting late.” Song Chuyi persuaded her to go upstairs.
Changqing wasn’t in the mood to shower. When she lay on the bed, she felt every part of her body was in pain and discomfort.
However, her heart felt even worse. She whimpered softly as she snuggled into Song Chuyi’s embrace. “Chuchu, would your family members start to hate me and make me divorce you?”
“What nonsense.” Song Chuyi frowned and held her waist, chiding gently, “My dad and the others are just in a fit of anger. However, they’re not unreasonable. When this incident blows over, they will forget about it slowly. My grandma just loves grandchildren. When we have our own child in the future, she would definitely like you again.”
Changqing didn’t speak anymore. She didn’t want the Song Family members to like her because she had a child. That wasn’t truly liking her at all; that was liking her child instead.
She badly wanted to go back to the past.
However, with regards to something like harming the descendants of the Song Family, it was the most intolerable crime in the eyes of such a noble family like the Songs.
No matter how well they treated you normally, you were still an outsider.
As for her, she had slowly started to treat them like her real family. Therefore, aside from fear, she felt a deep sense of remorse.
“Go to sleep quickly. Whether you apologize tomorrow or do anything else, I will accompany you. Don’t be afraid.” Song Chuyi caressed her silky hair and back.
Changqing slowly closed her eyes with his words of comfort. Although she only fell asleep after a long time, she still fell asleep.
When she had finally fallen asleep, Song Chuyi got out of bed silently and changed before leaving the Yan Household, going straight to the Song Household.
The lights in the Song Household were basically off. It was quiet.
He switched on the lights and woke up the servant who testified earlier.
This servant had only been in the Song Household for a little more than a year and was named Huang Hui. Usually, she was in charge of cleaning up the house.
“Second Young Master, what did you call me for?” Huang Hui looked at his gloomy face uneasily.
“I just wanted to ask you—at which point did you see them falling from?” Song Chuyi asked coldly.
“Around the middle area over there.” Huang Hui pointed at the stairs.
Song Chuyi looked over in the direction she was pointing at and went upstairs. After that, he bent down and looked carefully at the surface of the stairs then used his hand to touch it.
“Second Young Master, what are you looking at?” Huang Hui asked while stuttering.
“Were you the one who was cleaning the stairs?” Song Chuyi’s face suddenly became cold. “Why would Changqing feel that the stairs were very slippery when she fell?”
“I was the one who cleaned them, but I clean them spick and span every day.” Huang Hui said with a face full of fear, “There’s a pregnant lady in the house. In case of any accidents, I always use a dry towel to wipe the floor dry immediately after mopping. I don’t know why Madam slipped. Maybe it was because she wasn’t stable.”