The color of Su Qianci's blood was like a dagger, stabbing Li Sicheng in the eyes and heart. He immediately thought of a possibility: miscarriage. His heart throbbing, he covered her with his jacket and quickly carried her with his arms, while catching a glimpse of the screen of her phone.
Lu Yihan…
At the most desperate and helpless time of her life, the person she called immediately was Lu Yihan… Grabbing her phone, Li Sicheng rushed downstairs with Su Qianci in his arms with a blank mind. He did not want to think about it. About why she would call Lu Yihan instead of himself, about why the Plan B pill she took was not effective… However, his heart was tortured by a ghost. It was almost suffocating.
He walked downstairs and saw two police cars parked in front of the door, with those people in the elevator inside. However, someone was missing. The one who was their leader was not there.