Nan Yu immediately took a taxi to the hospital.
Back then, in order to be able to stay with Nan Yu, Qu Jiaran directly asked Qi Zhu to arrange for her to give birth in the same hospital.
By the time Nan Yu arrived, Qu Jiaran had already been pushed into the delivery room.
Seeing her coming, Qi Zhu quickly stepped forward, looking extremely panicked.
Nan Yu asked, "Why did she give premature birth suddenly?"
If she remembered correctly, Qu Jiaran had just completed eight months of pregnancy.
Qi Zhu shook his head, his face full of despair. "She suddenly had her water break in the toilet this morning. Everything happened so suddenly."
Nan Yu frowned. "Was there no sign at all?"
"The doctor said that Miss Qu is a high - risk pregnant woman. Her body is not suitable for pregnancy, and the probability of miscarriage is much higher than that of ordinary people."
"Hasn't she already passed the dangerous period?"
At that time, the doctor had said that the first three months of pregnancy were the most vulnerable period for miscarriage.
Once this period was safely passed, the more mature the fetus developed, the lower the probability of miscarriage.
"Maybe it's related to her previous heart disease. At present, the doctor doesn't know the exact reason either." Qi Zhu tried hard to calm himself down, but his voice was uncontrollably flustered.
He watched helplessly as the weak Qu Jiaran was pushed into the delivery room, but there was nothing he could do.
He could only hold her hand tightly and send her in.
Nan Yu took a deep breath, trying not to think about the worst - case scenario. She forced a smile and comforted him, "I'm sure both mother and child will be safe."
Qi Zhu nodded reluctantly.
Due to Qu Jiaran's personal physical condition, the doctor had prepared blood for her in advance in case of massive bleeding.
The reason why Nan Yu rushed over in a hurry was also because she was worried that Qu Jiaran might encounter an accident and need a blood transfusion.
Outside the ward, both of them were waiting anxiously.
It wasn't until the nurse came out with a serious look on her face and said, "The pregnant woman is now at risk of a difficult labor. The family members need to sign the risk informed consent form."
Nan Yu immediately asked, "Wasn't it a premature birth? The fetus is only eight months old. How could there be a difficult labor?"
"The pregnant woman has no strength, and her myocardial function can't supply enough blood. She is now in a state of shock." The nurse explained the situation to them. "We are now preparing for a cesarean section, but the pregnant woman is already in a coma, so the family members must sign the risk informed consent form."
This meant that it was highly possible for Qu Jiaran to die on the operating table.
Nan Yu noticed that Qi Zhu's tall body visibly swayed for a moment.
In the end, he still walked over, took the pen the nurse handed him, and wrote his name neatly.
After the nurse left, Qi Zhu squatted on the ground painfully, covering his head with both hands.
Nan Yu wanted to say something to comfort him, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Qi Zhu's muffled voice came out. "Miss Nan, I regret it so much."
Nan Yu squatted down beside him. "Regret what?"
"Regret everything." Qi Zhu took a deep breath, and there was a sob in his voice that others might not notice. "She shouldn't have had this child. If there was no child, she would be healthy and free now."
Qu Jiaran had finally survived a life - and - death heart surgery and should have spent the remaining years of her life well.
But she got pregnant, and even after clearly knowing that her body was not suitable for childbirth, she still resolutely decided to give birth to this child.
She usually joked around, but in fact, she truly loved her baby.
As Qi Zhu spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. "Just now, when Miss Qu was being pushed into the delivery room, she said a word to me."
Nan Yu asked softly, "What did she say?"
"She said that if only the child survived, she asked me to take good care of him and raise our baby."
Qi Zhu's emotions broke down. He punched the wall. "She's so stupid. If she's not around, what's the meaning of the child?"
"Jiaran... Jiaran must live." Qi Zhu's eyes were blank as he stared blankly at the constantly lit light above the delivery room. "I can lose everything. I'm not afraid of losing anything."
The hospital corridor was extremely quiet.
Nurses occasionally rushed by, creating a gust of wind.
Nan Yu's voice was very soft. "Even if you lose everything and never see each other for the rest of your life, is that okay?"
Qi Zhu turned to look at her blankly.
Then, he took a deep breath and answered firmly, "If the price of her survival is never seeing each other again for the rest of my life, I will answer without hesitation."
How great is love?
It asks for no return, no exclusive possession, and no eternal meeting.
As long as she lives.
Even if they are separated by the ends of the earth, even if they never see each other in this life and the next.
As long as she is well, that's enough.
...
Fortunately, the operation was successful. When the doctor came out, he took off his mask and smiled to announce the good news. "Congratulations. Mother and daughter are safe."
Qi Zhu seemed to be injected with a shot of cardiac stimulant instantly. He immediately looked up. "Can I go in and see her?"
"Don't you want to see your child?" the doctor asked. "Your daughter is in the incubator because she was born prematurely. She's also on a ventilator, and her condition is not very stable."
Qi Zhu shook his head. "I don't care. I want to see Jiaran first."
The doctor said that she would be transferred to the intensive care unit later and asked him to calm down for the time being.
Hearing the news that mother and daughter were safe, Nan Yu let out a sigh of relief and went to the restroom to wash her face.
When she came out, Qi Zhu had already entered the ward and was tightly holding Qu Jiaran's hand.
Nan Yu stood at the door and took a look. Not wanting to disturb their moment, she decided to go and see their child on behalf of Qu Jiaran and Qi Zhu first.
She asked a nurse, and the nurse led her to the neonatal intensive care unit.
"You can only watch from outside the glass. Premature babies have weak resistance, and adults may carry germs when they go in."
Nan Yu understood and just stood behind the glass to watch.
The baby was so tiny, curled up in the incubator with tubes inserted in her body. She looked extremely fragile.
Nan Yu only looked for two seconds and couldn't bear to look anymore.
She felt an inexplicable heartache and a lingering sense of loss.
If her child had been born safely, it would have been a month old by now.
Instead, there was not even a trace of its existence.
At that time, she had asked the doctor for the ashes of her child, but the doctor said that the babies would be disposed of uniformly and advised her to look forward and not indulge in grief.
But that was a child that had truly stayed in her womb for such a long time. How could she not be sad?
The suppressed bitterness resurfaced when she saw Qu Jiaran's daughter.
She closed her eyes, turned around, and was about to return to the ward.
Just as she averted her gaze and casually glanced at another baby in the intensive care unit, she suddenly froze.
That baby seemed to be full - term, but was also very thin. Wearing a ventilator and a monitor, it seemed to be a premature baby too.
But these were not the most important things.
The most crucial thing was that a one - month - old baby's face had already taken shape, and the facial features could be clearly seen, unlike a newly - born baby that was all wrinkled like a little monkey.
So Nan Yu easily felt a strong sense of familiarity when looking at the baby's face -
The baby's eyebrows and eyes were extremely similar to Tan Linyuan's.