Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 421 Counterkill

Chapter 421: Chapter 421 Counterkill

Every twist happened in an instant.

On the two-way street, a truck veered from its lane and slammed straight into their car.

Mu Shaoze instantly turned the steering wheel, aiming the driver’s side at the truck’s nose.

With a bang, the truck collided with the rear end of the car.

The piercing screech of brakes and the sound of the collision rang through their eardrums.

A series of crashes finally brought the truck to a stop.

Mu Shaoze’s left leg was pinned; he looked towards Zhou Ziqiao beside him, her hands protectively over her belly, head turned to one side, unconscious.

She must have hit her head.

"Ziqiao? Ziqiao?"

Mu Shaoze’s eyes were crimson with rage, and seeing the person coming down from the truck filled him with even more fury.

"He Xiyue, you lunatic!"

He Xiyue jumped off the truck, brandishing a sharp knife, "I’m going to kill you both! Why should you be so happy while I’m so miserable? You still want to have a child? Ahahaha, I won’t let your child be born!"

Mu Shaoze watched as He Xiyue climbed onto the hood, smashing the windshield glass over and over with the knife.

He pressed forcefully on the seatbelt buckle, but it was jammed.

He swore.

He reached out to push Zhou Ziqiao, "Ziqiao, wake up quickly."

Zhou Ziqiao furrowed her brow and slowly opened her eyes, to see He Xiyue maniacally smashing the front windshield.

With a crash, the glass shattered into pieces.

He Xiyue laughed wildly, "Today is your day to die."

Cars around them set off a series of alarms, many were trapped inside, and there were plenty of onlookers.

Seeing He Xiyue’s mad actions, they all shouted, trying to divert her attention, and some threw things at her.

He Xiyue, with a ferocious look, turned to those throwing objects, waving her knife.

"Get back! Get back! Or I’ll kill you too!"

She wasted no time, turned, and violently stabbed towards Zhou Ziqiao’s belly.

The tip of the knife stopped just five centimeters from the protruding abdomen.

Bright red blood dripped down the knife’s edge onto Zhou Ziqiao’s pristine white dress, staining it a bloody red.

He Xiyue, full of hate, looked at Mu Shaoze, his hand clenched around the blade, "I will kill..."

She incredulously shifted her gaze to Zhou Ziqiao’s face, who gripped a shard of broken glass, stained with blood.

A bloody gash appeared on He Xiyue’s neck; she clutched at it, but blood oozed from between her fingers, unstoppable despite the pressure.

Mu Shaoze reached out and pushed; He Xiyue was toppled off the car.

Soon, a crowd swarmed and dragged He Xiyue to the ground, pinning her hands and feet, subduing her.

Mu Shaoze looked at Zhou Ziqiao still clutching the glass shard, "Ziqiao, relax, it’s safe now."

Zhou Ziqiao looked bewildered at Mu Shaoze, "Safe, safe now?"

Mu Shaoze, seeing her frightened state, felt a painful sympathy, "Safe now, put down the glass, you’ll cut your hand."

Zhou Ziqiao dropped the glass pieces, "I, I just killed someone. I was so scared, I didn’t want her to hurt my baby. Shaoze, did I kill her?"

"You were defending yourself, don’t be afraid. Our baby is fine."

Zhou Ziqiao gazed at the man’s hand, still dripping blood, and tears instantly streamed down.

She quickly grasped it, "Where else are you hurt?"

Mu Shaoze shook his head, "I’m fine, really."

Zhou Ziqiao’s gaze fell on his leg, "Your leg?"

"It’s just stuck; the emergency services will arrive soon, and we’ll be safe."

Zhou Ziqiao nodded, then burst into tears again, "I’m fine too."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a warm flow coming from beneath her.

"Shaoze, I, I think my water just broke."

Mu Shaoze soothed her while shouting for rescue personnel.

Forty minutes later, both Mu Shaoze and Zhou Ziqiao were rescued and lifted into an ambulance.

Mu Shaoze was wheeled into the operating room due to a fractured left leg, while Zhou Ziqiao was taken to the delivery room for examination.

Zhou Ziqiao asked the doctor with red eyes, "Doctor, my baby is only at 27 weeks, it won’t be a premature birth, right?"

The doctor comforted her, "Don’t get agitated for now, I’ll tell you after I do the examination. Your unstable emotions could affect the baby."

Zhou Ziqiao nodded. On one side her hand was cleaned and bandaged, on the other side the doctor began the examination.

The doctor said, "The fetal heart rate is still good. You’ve had a rupture of membranes now, and the baby can easily become oxygen-deprived. I think we need to protect the pregnancy now. You should drink more water and soy milk, if we can keep the baby inside for even one more day, that’s better for the baby’s development once born."

Zhou Ziqiao was overjoyed, "So it’s not certain that my baby will be born prematurely?"

The doctor nodded, "That’s right, but it depends on how much amniotic fluid is left. You should be mentally prepared. However, with advanced medical science, even babies born at this month can survive. Of course, we are striving to get past 28 weeks, okay?"

Zhou Ziqiao nodded, "Okay."

"What you need to do now is rest well and try your best to protect the pregnancy."

Zhou Ziqiao forced a smile, "Have my family members arrived?"

The doctor replied, "They have, I’ll let them come in now."

"Thank you."

Men being inconvenient at the moment, it was Xu Wanqing and Fu Jinqiao who came in.

Seeing Zhou Ziqiao on the hospital bed, both of their eyes reddened.

Zhou Ziqiao eagerly asked, "How is Shaoze?"

Xu Wanqing stepped forward and took her hand, "He just has a broken leg and has already been taken to the operating room. Don’t worry, Fang Zhou is performing the surgery."

Mu Shaoze: Am I really your own child?

Zhou Ziqiao then felt relieved, "That’s good."

Xu Wanqing asked, "Child, how are you feeling?"

"The doctor said that if I just lie flat, the baby will not be born prematurely. It’s 27 weeks now, once we reach later than 28 weeks, the baby can be born."

Xu Wanqing held her hand, "You’ve suffered, child. That He Xiyue truly deserves death!"

Zhou Ziqiao slightly frowned, "What about her, how is she?"

Fu Jinqiao said, "That woman bled too much and died. She got what she deserved, her death was more than deserved. Sister-in-law, you have no idea, this car crash involved a total of seventeen vehicles. Although no one died, there were quite a few injuries. If it hadn’t been for her, you and the fourth brother wouldn’t be lying in the hospital."

Zhou Ziqiao closed her eyes briefly, "He Xiyue always pushed all the blame onto others and never reflected on herself. Right, you mustn’t tell my parents, nor An Yan about this. They would worry."

Fu Jinqiao stuck out her tongue, "I’m afraid it’s too late for that, I’ve already told them."

Zhou Ziqiao: "..."

Just then, a knock sounded at the door.

A female police officer pushed the door open, wanting to take Zhou Ziqiao’s statement.

Although Zhou Ziqiao’s actions had been in self-defense, they did indeed result in a fatality, and the due process needed to be followed.

Accompanied by Xu Wanqing and Fu Jinqiao, Zhou Ziqiao gave her statement and was later wheeled into a higher-grade ward.

She glanced at the time, two hours had passed, and Mu Shaoze was still not out.

She was a bit worried.

Xu Wanqing patted her hand, "Don’t worry, there’s definitely nothing wrong."

Mu Shaoze’s leg surgery took three hours.

Due to the special circumstances, he was wheeled into Zhou Ziqiao’s ward.

Lying side by side, the moment they held hands, the worry for each other finally settled.