Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 327: Fetal Movement Disturbance

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Fetal Movement Disturbance

An Ge turned and bolted toward Huo Huaisang.

There was a clear and horrifying wound on Huo Huaisang’s arm, so deep it exposed the bone—An Ge suspected it was caused by Lee Dahai’s axe.

She didn’t have time to ask Huo Huaisang for details. As soon as she reached him, she grabbed his wrist and dragged him toward the dark woods.

However, Lee Dahai, with his long legs and towering height, quickly caught up to them.

At that exact moment, Huo Huaisang slipped, his whole body crashing onto the ground.

By cruel coincidence, he landed right at Lee Dahai’s feet.

Lee Dahai resembled an unhinged beast possessed by bloodlust. With no hesitation, he raised his axe toward Huo Huaisang’s neck to strike—but An Ge dove forward.

She used every ounce of her strength to catch hold of Lee Dahai’s arm and screamed at the pale-faced Huo Huaisang, "Run! Run!"

Her voice was deafening, and it finally broke Huo Huaisang’s composure. Tears rolled from his eyes.

"Mom... we’ll go together... we’ll–"

"Run, RUN!"

An Ge shouted again, pouring her last bit of strength into her plea.

Huo Huaisang knew that staying would mean certain death.

But leaving his mother behind... his mother would...

No, he couldn’t let anything happen to her.

Instead of running, Huo Huaisang knelt before Lee Dahai. "Let my mom go. Take me; I’ll do whatever you want."

Lee Dahai, whose sanity had long since shattered, responded by kicking An Ge savagely in the abdomen and wrenching his arm free from her grip.

At the same time, he swung his axe again toward An Ge. "I’ll send you both to hell together!"

But the expected pain never came.

Just as An Ge shielded Huo Huaisang beneath her body, an agonized grunt echoed above her—low and deeply human.

She looked up, only to feel warm blood splatter onto her cheek.

In the faint light, she saw Huo Shaoyan’s face.

It was as if all the strength drained from her in an instant. As the world around her dimmed, she lost consciousness completely.

An Ge woke up the next morning.

The moment her eyes opened, she shot upright.

Anna’s frantic voice reached her ears. "You’re awake! You scared me half to death!"

An Ge, who’d spent the night trapped in a nightmare, hurriedly asked as soon as Anna’s words finished:

"Where... where is my son?"

Anna quickly tried to calm her:

"President Huo arrived with his team just in time. Young Master Huo is safe, though President Huo himself is seriously injured."

An Ge finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

She tossed aside the blanket in an attempt to get out of bed, but Anna held her down.

"You can’t move right now. You’ve upset your pregnancy. You’ll need to rest in bed for at least two days."

An Ge desperately needed to know how Huo Huaisang was doing.

"Tell me about my son. His arm was sliced with an axe—the wound... it looked so deep..."

Anna consoled her, saying:

"The wound is deep, but fortunately it didn’t damage the bone. Children’s tissues regenerate quickly; with proper care, the injury will heal in no time..."

An Ge’s throat felt unbearably dry, and she murmured:

"I... I need to see him..."

Just then, Huo Huaisang appeared, his arm wrapped in a bandage.

He was accompanied by Mrs. Huo as they walked into the room.

"Mom, are you feeling better now?"

An Ge seized him the moment he reached her bedside, clutching him tightly as she struggled to maintain her composure,

"I’m sorry, baby. It’s all my fault. Mom couldn’t keep you safe..."

Her tears spilled uncontrollably.

Huo Huaisang didn’t want An Ge to feel sad or guilty. He gently patted her back and reassured her:

"Mom, I don’t hurt at all—I swear! Look, I can even move my arm just fine..."

An Ge realized her overwhelming emotions were only worrying Huo Huaisang more. She forced herself to rein in her tears.

Once she calmed down, she loosened her grip on Huo Huaisang.

Seeing her regain control, Huo Huaisang said:

"Mom, that bad man was shot dead on the spot by the police. But... Dad got injured by him. His abdomen needed over ten stitches..."

An Ge froze.

Her mind replayed the harrowing events of last night.

Lee Dahai’s crazed desperation—the force of his axe stroke—it must have been brutal.

But still, she hadn’t imagined it would inflict such a severe injury.

An Ge’s heart felt heavy, unsettled.

She couldn’t shake the feeling she owed Huo Shaoyan for saving her life.

Mrs. Huo, observing An Ge’s expression, spoke up:

"It’s just a few stitches—nothing worth mentioning. If his men weren’t so useless, would you and Huaisang have ended up in such danger?

The blame lies squarely on him for failing as both a husband and a father. If he’d taken proper action, none of this would have happened."

An Ge replied, "It’s not his fault..."

Mrs. Huo countered fiercely:

"How could it not be? This all stems from the messes he created. Those women fighting over him, An Baoying’s suicide jump,

and Lee Dahai seeking vengeance for his dead daughter... At its root, it’s Huo Shaoyan’s inability to handle his affairs that brought this upon us."

After a brief silence, her fury flared further:

"If you ask me, that axe stroke couldn’t have hit anyone more deserving."

An Ge: "..."

By that afternoon, An Ge couldn’t resist visiting Huo Shaoyan’s hospital room.

Huo Shaoyan’s injuries were severe this time—not only did the wound require over ten stitches, but he nearly slipped into shock from blood loss.

When An Ge entered his room, he was lying unconscious, weakened by his condition.

She walked to his bedside and asked Qin Lang, who was nursing him, "How is he...?"

Qin Lang answered truthfully:

"Since last night’s operation, he’s woken up three times. Each time, the only thing he cared about was your recovery. Only after confirming you were fine did he relax."

An Ge nodded lightly. "I... want to stay with him for a while."

Qin Lang nodded. "I’ll wait outside, then."

Just as Qin Lang turned to leave, An Ge stopped him: "Huaisang mentioned that Lee Dahai was killed at the scene?"

Qin Lang replied, "Lee Dahai had gone berserk, hacking at anything in sight. The lead officer had no choice but to fire at him..."

Pausing a moment, he added:

"But his ultimate cause of death wasn’t the gunshot—it was after that. He used his axe to sever his own neck... and that’s how he died."

An Ge frowned. "So, he killed himself?"

Qin Lang thought over her words and asked, "Are you suspecting there’s someone else behind this kidnapping?"

An Ge couldn’t be sure whether or not An Muxin was involved.

After all, she had no evidence to back up her suspicions.

So, An Ge replied with a shake of her head, "I... I don’t know."

Once Qin Lang left, An Ge pulled up a chair beside Huo Shaoyan’s bed.

The unconscious man’s face was pale, and his blue-and-white hospital gown softened the sharp edge of his usual demeanor, lending him an unfamiliar gentleness.

An Ge studied his face for several seconds, her thoughts drifting to the critical moment last night when he shielded her and Huo Huaisang from the axe.

She admitted to herself that she had been deeply moved by Huo Shaoyan’s selfless act.

Because of that, she felt it was time to let go of the grudges between them.

An Ge’s gaze slowly left Huo Shaoyan’s face. With deliberate care, she lifted the blanket and gently peeled back the upper half of his hospital gown.

His entire abdomen was bound in layers of gauze.

Fresh blood seeped through in faint streaks from the wounds beneath.

The stark red against her vision stung, making her eyes ache and swell.

Within moments, a cloud of moisture blurred her view.

Unable to resist, she reached out toward him—but a voice, dripping with sarcastic amusement, suddenly broke the silence. "Feel bad for him?"

Startled by the abrupt intrusion, An Ge lost her footing, falling directly onto the man’s bed.

By sheer misfortune, her hand landed squarely on Huo Shaoyan’s injured abdomen.

The sudden shift in weight, combined with her unintentional pressure, forced Huo Shaoyan awake from the pain.

His groan of agony jolted An Ge’s nerves, and she hurriedly pushed herself upright, her gaze frantic as she addressed him,

"Are you... are you okay? I didn’t mean to..."

Huo Shaoyan’s eyes were bloodshot, his veins flared red throughout the whites of his eyes.

Yet his pupils were dark as ink, brimming with an intense and deeply layered emotion.

He stared at An Ge’s face for a few seconds before his hoarse voice asked, "Why are you here?"

Before An Ge could reply, Jiang Fengmian interrupted from the other side of the room, preparing a syringe for Huo Shaoyan’s IV,

"Of course Mrs. Huo is here to thank you for saving her life. Why else would she come?"

Jiang Fengmian’s casual remark brought Huo Shaoyan’s attention to the fact that they weren’t alone in the room.

He tried to adjust his position to sit up straighter.

An Ge noticed and instinctively leaned forward to assist him.

The movement likely stirred his wounds, causing him to wince deeply—but no sound of complaint escaped his lips.

An Ge fetched a cushion for his back, ensuring he was more comfortable.

Her gaze lingered on him as she said, "I’m here to check on you..."

Huo Shaoyan’s eyes flicked to her slightly swollen cheek, and a flash of pain crossed his face.

He reached out, his fingers hovering over her injured face, his voice low: "Does it hurt?"

An Ge replied softly: "Compared to your injuries, it’s nothing."

Afraid his touch might worsen her pain, Huo Shaoyan held back and allowed his hand to fall away.

His gaze quickly traveled over her, scanning her from head to toe. Finding no visible wounds and seeing her relatively stable health, he finally exhaled.

He said, "I’m fine—it’s just superficial. A week or two, and I’ll be back to normal."

As Jiang Fengmian inserted the IV needle, he quipped with a smirk: "Superficial? Your kidney was almost cleaved in two, and you call that superficial?"

An Ge’s attention shifted to Jiang Fengmian now,

"Did his internal organs get damaged?"

Jiang Fengmian answered, "His entire spleen was removed—what do you think?"

An Ge’s face went white.

Her eyes immediately glossed over with unshed tears, dampening her lashes.

Upon seeing her reaction, Huo Shaoyan reassured: "It’s not a big deal. Losing the spleen won’t affect my life now that I’m older..."

An Ge understood medicine well.

The spleen, located in the lower left abdomen, was a crucial organ.

Though its removal wouldn’t heavily impact a person’s lifespan or daily functioning, their immune system would weaken, and their metabolism could slow.

Still, a missing spleen was no minor matter.

An Ge’s heart twisted painfully. She bit her lip for a moment before saying, "I... owe you a favor..."

Huo Shaoyan arched an eyebrow, a faint and bitter smile tugging at his lips as he asked, "So? How will you repay me?"