Ren’ai Hospital.
ICU intensive care unit.
Mo Chuxi stood tall and regal before the glass window, his gentle and loving gaze never leaving the small woman lying on a certain bed.
Mo Chuxi rotated the ring on his ring finger, his eyes fixed on Yan Xinxin.
"Xinxin, do you know? You’ve given birth to two sons for again, two sons, so that in the future, they can protect our little princess together with Xi. Aren’t you happy?"
"The elder one is very healthy, and although the younger one has a hereditary heart condition like yours, don’t worry, his situation has stabilized now, and he’s in the incubator."
"Sweetheart, when you wake up, we will na the sons together. I promise I’ll be serious and won’t pick ink-related nas like Mo Shui or Mo Zhi."
Mo Chuxi looked at the sleeping Yan Xinxin and whispered to her through the glass.
He believed that their deep bond, the emotions tied for so many years, she could sense what he was saying.
She wouldn’t leave him...
Definitely.
The sky darkened even more.
It was past midnight.
Reluctant, Mo Chuxi turned to leave, hands in his pockets, his cold, abstinent figure elongated by the lights.
The fingers hidden in his pockets curled one by one, tightly forming a fist.
His thin lips pressed into a cold, hard arc.
The spring trip he planned for her had unexpectedly turned into this.
His beloved son was originally supposed to stay in her belly for another two months, but now due to severe stress, he was prematurely born!
Moreover, because of the premature birth, it led to her difficult labor, even triggered a heart condition!
The person behind planning this assassination by gunshot, their heart deserves to be punished!
If Mo Chuxi doesn’t avenge this, he’s not a man, nor worthy to be a husband or father!
Before long, Mo Chuxi arrived at the infant observation room.
His gaze quickly locked onto the two infant incubators adjacent to each other.
His heart tensed, and his eyes grew slightly warm.
It was his first ti observing infants so patiently, and these two were the crystallization of the love between him and Yan Xinxin, carrying his blood.
Though unfamiliar, intuition told him which was the elder and which was the younger.
Truthfully, both little guys looked so ugly he could hardly believe it, and he couldn’t tell what part of them resembled him or Yan Xinxin, they just seed so ugly...
But ugly as they were, looking at them filled him with imnse joy and satisfaction.
"Little ones, Daddy promises you, he will ensure you grow up healthy and happy, giving you a warm, loving family."
Mo Chuxi watched the little ones lying in incubators, unconsciously kicking their legs, eyes closed, and made his promise.
He returned ho swiftly, cleaned up, packed enough necessities and spare clothes, and hurried back to the hospital.
To him, nothing was more important right now than Yan Xinxin.
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The sa hospital, a different ward, yet Mu Shaoqian’s side was rather restless.
Several specialist doctors worked overnight, giving Mu Shaoqian a thorough examination, but the result remained unchanged.
Unable to alter the findings, Mu Shaoqian had indeed been diagnosed with leukemia, and a bone marrow transplant was necessary.
With early detection, his chances of recovery were high.
However, finding a matching bone marrow donor wasn’t so simple.
Mu Jingheng issued announcents and ssages overnight, hoping to find a bone marrow match for Mu Shaoqian. Naturally, as close family, they imdiately went for blood tests.
And as Mu Shaoqian’s good sister, Mu Qianyuan couldn’t fall behind, but...
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