Drifting Towards You

"What nonsense are you talking about here!" Elder Mu snapped.

The old lady yelled back immediately: "Am I talking nonsense? I'm facing reality!"

Worried that the two elderly people would be angry again, Rong Chen quickly explained: "It is not yet possible to jump to conclusions. Many premature babies are healthy. If they are born successfully, they may need to be looked after in the insulation room for a while."

Mrs. Mu let out a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good..."

The old man didn't make a sound anymore.

Ms. Lu stepped forward and asked a few more questions, and Rong Chen answered them patiently.

Mu Beiting stood in the outer circle of the crowd, listening to their conversation from a distance, his eyes dimmed.

Rong Chen came out to explain the situation, and returned to the operating room in a flash.

After all, the person inside was Mu Beiting's woman or Mu Beiting's child.

Even if it wasn't for him to perform the surgery, he would always help to keep an eye on it for a while.

But Rong Chen walked outside the operating room, and Mu Beiting suddenly grabbed him: "The fourth child."

Rong Chen paused slightly and looked back at him.

Mu Beiting stared at him with dark eyes, without speaking.

Rong Chen frowned, his eyes under the lenses were embarrassed. After a few seconds, he slowly said, "I'll take you to change your clothes."

Mrs. Mu and others on the side hadn't reacted to the situation, they saw Mu Beiting turned and left.

Mu Shaobai looked at his back and couldn't help but said, "Brother, where are you going?"

Mu Beiting didn't say a word, and soon after He Rong Chen left, he changed into a set of sterile surgical gowns and returned.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and before they could react, he had already entered the operating room with Rong Chen.

His sudden appearance caused the people in the operating room to look at him more.

They didn't know his identity, but they knew Rong Chen's.

Because of Rong Chen's presence, no one said much.

Mu Beiting walked quickly to Su Xiangwan, the woman on the operating table was sweating profusely and her face was pale.

The silver surgical lamp dangled her skin with almost no blood.

Mu Beiting clutched her hand tightly: "Late late..."

Su Xiangwan opened his eyes laboriously, and squeezed out a word from his dry lips: "I'm so...it hurts."

Mu Beiting's jaw tightened, and he whispered softly: "I am here, I am here."

Su Xiangwan didn't make a sound anymore, she only felt a tearing pain coming from under her body, and the shadow of the wrong shadow was in front of her, which made her not even real him.

The doctor checked her heartbeat and various body indexes, and said, "Take a deep breath, harder!"

Su Xiangwan tried to use force, but the whole person was as weak as he was fished out of the water, and his body was weak.

"Strong, hard!" the doctor said eagerly.

Rong Chen calmly said on the side: "Prepare for laparotomy."

"Cesarean section requires anesthesia. After anesthesia, it may be too late and the child will be in danger of suffocation.

Rong Chen glanced at the time, walked up to Su Xiangwan and said calmly: "You choose your own choice. If you don't work hard now, the child may have cerebral palsy after birth."

Mu Beiting was stunned and looked up at him with red eyes.

Rong Chen pushed down the gold-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, ignored him, looked directly at Su Xiangwan and said, "You still have time to use your force, you choose your own."

Su Xiangwan blushed, wondering if he was frightened by Rong Chen's words.

"what!!!"

She did not know where she was, and exhausted all her strength, almost convulsed, her body was like a small boat swaying on the waves, trembling lightly because of the pain.

"Come on, the head is almost out!" A doctor said cheerfully.