Xu Peirong and He Zhi received the news at home and hurried to the hospital. Lin Luo had already been wheeled into the ward, and Li Jingxiao sat by her side with a solemn face.
Both entered the ward, and He Zhi asked anxiously with a tight throat, "Is the child really gone? It's been seven months, how could you not save it? Put it in an incubator!"
Lin Luo lay on the hospital bed sobbing, and Li Jingxiao spoke in a low voice, "The doctor just told me it couldn't be saved, I don't know!"
Xu Peirong came over to comfort Lin Luo, saying, "Don't be sad, look after your health and you can try again."
Lin Luo glared at Xu Peirong resentfully, her voice hoarse, "Aunt Pei, you speak so lightly! It's not like it's your daughter-in-law who miscarried! Do you know? She pushed me!"
"What? Qiqi pushed you?" He Zhi turned her head, her voice pinched as she asked, also looking towards Xu Peirong.
Lin Luo cried out loudly, "Yes! It was Su Jinqi who pushed me, that's why I fell!"