"How is Mingzhu doing now?" Fang Yue hurriedly came with things, seeing Jiang Mother and Jiang Jing outside the delivery room, anxiously inquiring about the situation. This update ıs available on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩
"In-law, Mingzhu is now in the delivery room, and I’ve brought everything needed." Jiang Mother hadn’t expected Gu Mingzhu to go into premature labor suddenly. She asked Jiang Jing, who just sat there silently, causing her both worry and a sense that something was off.
It seemed her son and Gu Mingzhu had a quarrel, but no matter how Jiang Mother asked, Jiang Jing didn’t respond.
"So how is Mingzhu’s condition now? Can the child be delivered safely?" Fang Yue anxiously inquired.
Jiang Mother stood there, unsure of how to respond. When she arrived earlier, the delivery room was quiet, with no indication of the situation. She questioned Jiang Jing, who remained a closed book, not saying a word. She said, "In-law, I just got here too, and I’m not sure about the situation. I believe that Mingzhu and the baby will be safe and sound."
"Xiaojing, Mingzhu hurried out before; was she going to meet you?" Fang Yue stepped up to Jiang Jing, standing before him with a senior’s stance, scrutinizing him as she asked, "Didn’t you know how big Mingzhu’s belly was and still upset her with words? She took your call and rushed out, leading to premature labor. Did you bully Mingzhu?"
Originally sitting silently, Jiang Jing raised his head upon hearing this and asked, "You say Mingzhu received a call and hurried out?"
Jiang Jing’s gaze was too cold, lacking any respect, far from the eager look he usually had when he saw her.
Fang Yue sensed something was wrong but couldn’t pinpoint it. Mingzhu had hurriedly left after receiving a call, then went into premature labor, brought to the hospital by Xiaojing. Who else could she have gone to meet but Xiaojing?
"Yes, weren’t you the one who brought Mingzhu to the hospital? Wasn’t it you who called Mingzhu?" Fang Yue reflexively asked.
Jiang Jing’s expression turned even uglier.
"Xiaojing, did you and Mingzhu really have a fight?" Jiang Mother was puzzled by what she heard. She fixed her gaze on Jiang Jing, questioning, "Mingzhu is still carrying your child; how could you argue with her?"
Jiang Mother scolded him. Regardless of the problems between husband and wife, Gu Mingzhu was still pregnant, and Jiang Jing argued with her, which was clearly Jiang Jing’s fault.
"Mom, don’t get involved." Jiang Jing knew it couldn’t be explained in a few words. He looked at Fang Yue and asked, "Mom, Mingzhu has Panda Blood. Why was this kept from us?"
"Yes, in-law, I just heard that Panda Blood is very rare. If we had known earlier, we could have looked for someone with the same blood type as Mingzhu. In case..." Jiang Mother didn’t finish her ominous sentence, but the implication was clear. If they had known Gu Mingzhu had Panda Blood earlier, the Jiang Family would have found someone with the same blood type to help, prepared to blood if Mingzhu faced a crisis.
"In-law, is this the time to discuss this? The most important thing right now is to understand why Mingzhu went into premature labor," Fang Yue interrupted Jiang Mother’s words. Her gaze turned to Jiang Jing as she sincerely said, "Xiaojing, you know our Mingzhu’s temperament; she is the gentlest and kindest person. If there is anything she did wrong, you can tell me, but she is still carrying your child!"