"How dare you curse my aunt —" Yan Yan turned around and glared at Ning Chenxi. "Did you hear what she said? She cursed your mother! Are you going to take this evil woman's side?"
Ning Chenxi was sick with concern. Glaring at Yan Yan, he said impatiently, "Shut up!"
Meanwhile, Young Master Ba had begun to treat Mrs Ning, who had passed out in the carriage.
"Mrs Ning isn't going to make it." Young Master Ba shook his head, the look on his face grave. "Five of her ribs are broken, her heart is punctured, the baby has suffered from the severe impact, and she's bleeding out… this is too severe, I…"
Young Master Ba blanched. Which should he treat first? The ribs, the heart, the baby, or the hemorrhage… this was impossible.
As soon as he lay Mrs Ning flat, he realized with shock that —
"She… she's not breathing…
"And I can't find her pulse…"
