She lay on the hospital bed. The nurse told her, "You had a heatstroke. A passerby brought you here."
Although Ji Yunhuan carried her phone with her, it was locked, so no one could contact her family.
"Is that so?" She was still immersed in the tremendous shock of Xie Xingwei's pregnancy.
"In such scorching weather, how can you, a pregnant woman, be out in the sun? You really don't take care of yourself at all." The nurse glanced at her and shook her head helplessly.
Ji Yunhuan snapped back to reality and paused, "Pregnant woman?"
Xie Xingwei had used those two words to stab her, so they mattered to her greatly. As soon as the nurse mentioned it, Ji Yunhuan's attention was drawn to those two words.
"You've been pregnant for seven weeks already. You wouldn't not know that, right?" The nurse couldn't help but nag, "What's wrong with women these days? They have no common sense."
