He only had time to hear these words before Mo Ran fainted.
Gu Yixuan was taken aback. Only then did he notice the faint red fluid in the water.
A sudden tremor wracked his heart—a flicker of dread for the child’s safety...
In the largest hospital in W City, the most senior gynecologists, internists, surgeons, and head nurses—the very best—were all busy in the operating room.
The reason was simple: Gu Yixuan was the hospital’s biggest investor, and the patient he brought naturally received the best care. Content originally comes from novel-fire.ɴet
Standing outside the operating room by the window, Gu Yixuan allowed the cold wind to hit his face, remaining unmoved.
Gazing into the distant horizon, he wondered to himself, had he truly made a mistake?
Coud everything he had done to her be more than she could bear?
And what should he do then? Who could tell him?
Having never before tasted such pain, he experienced it for the first time—a pain so intense it felt as though his heart and spleen were shattering, yet addictive, with an irresistible pull despite the agony.
Just like the line from the poem stated, "One does not know what longing is until they feel it, and once they do, it becomes a relentless affliction."
Time trickled by, and still, the door to the operating room remained closed.
Gu Yixuan didn’t know how long he had been standing there. He turned his head to glance back at the door and felt a stiffness in his neck.
His eyes peered somberly at the door, hoping the child was still there, and that Mo Ran was fine.
At last, the door swung open, and he swallowed hard, watching as the doctor approached him.
"Mr. Gu, the surgery was a success, mother and child are safe."
In an instant, all his senses came flooding back. It was as if he had been reborn.
All the worries in his heart vanished, leaving him feeling incredibly light.
Gazing at Mo Ran being wheeled out, a faint, tender smile crossed his eyes.
Mo Yan had been called to the hospital with a phone call from Gu Yixuan and had rushed over to find him waiting for her in the park beneath the hospital.
When she arrived, she saw the man standing under a plane tree, dressed in a white shirt, a black vest, and a dark long coat.
The coat was unbuttoned, revealing the gentlemanly black vest beneath.
His gaze lifted slightly as if admiring the leaves on the tree, or perhaps the distant sky. His tall and straight figure was more captivating than any landscape.