Chapter 844: No More Kids After This (1)

Mrs. Jiang clasped her hands together, constantly praying in her heart for the safety of Ye Jiuliang and her child.

"Ahai, call Xiaojiu’s father and uncle to let them know," Veya suddenly remembered something and looked up at Jiang Hai to say.

Just a few days ago, they had planned to wait until the due date was near for them to come over, but unexpectedly, the child decided to arrive early.

Soon, urgent footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Jiang Hai and the others looked toward the sound, only to see Li Mochan hurriedly running ahead, looking weary, clearly having rushed straight here from the airport.

Wei Bei was barely able to keep up, panting as he stopped.

"Ahan, Xiaojiu has already been sent to the operating room. Don’t worry, Xiaojiu will be okay." Knowing Li Mochan must be frantic, Veya spoke first to explain the situation.

Li Mochan’s eyes were cold as stars, his voice hoarse, "What happened? Wasn’t there still a while until the due date?"

Veya explained, "When Xiaojiu was going downstairs, there was water on the stairs that hadn’t been wiped clean, and she accidentally slipped. But Xiaojiu held onto the stair railing and didn’t fall; it might have startled her, causing her to go into labor."

Upon hearing this, Li Mochan’s eyes narrowed, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

It’s all his fault. If he hadn’t been busy with Dark Hall’s matters and had returned earlier, this accident might not have happened.

He raised his head, and the bright light of the operating room sharply tugged at his heart, his whole aura becoming even more intense.

Little wolf, you must be okay.

Wei Bei glanced at Mrs. Jiang and the others, and then his gaze returned to Li Mochan, inexplicably feeling the temperature around him drop.

He rubbed his arms, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice pit.

Time ticked away, slowly eroding everyone’s patience, infinitely amplifying the worry deep in their hearts.

Suddenly, the door of the operating room opened.

Li Mochan dashed forward like an arrow, and a nurse coming out was startled even before stepping through the door.

Upon seeing the man’s handsome face clearly, a trace of amazement flashed in her eyes.

The menacing aura forced her back to her senses, and her voice trembled as she spoke, "Excuse me, are you Miss Ye’s family member?"

"I’m her husband," Li Mochan replied coldly.

"Miss Ye is showing signs of a difficult labor, and she wants to see you," the nurse said with trembling lips, nearly crying from being scared.

The chill he emitted was even more effective than air conditioning, truly terrifying.

Indeed, beautiful things are poison.

Upon hearing the words "difficult labor," Li Mochan’s face darkened, unable to hide the worry in his eyes.

His mind went blank; he couldn’t think and rushed straight in, disregarding everything else.

Seeing this, the nurse hurriedly closed the operating room door and chased after him.

Outside, the others heard the nurse’s words, their expressions suddenly turning grave as their hands unconsciously clenched tightly.

Mrs. Jiang sat down on a bench, feeling dizzy.

"Mom, are you okay?" Veya reached out to support her, gently patting her back.

"Ahai, go pour a glass of water for Mom."

Jiang Hai agreed quickly and hurried away.

"How could it be difficult labor? Heaven must bless Xiaojiu with safety, pray for her to be okay," Mrs. Jiang looked at Veya and said with a choked-up voice.

Veya also didn’t expect such a terrible situation to occur, and for a moment was flustered.

Having been through it herself, she naturally understood how terrifying difficult labor could be.

"Mom, Xiaojiu is blessed and will be fine, and the baby will be fine too, don’t worry," Veya could only try to comfort Mrs. Jiang’s emotions.

In the operating room, Li Mochan came to Ye Jiuliang’s side, her paper-pale face reflected in his eyes, causing his breath to hitch.

Catching sight of his figure from the corner of her eye, Ye Jiuliang curved her lips into a smile, "Li Mochan, if you hadn’t come, our baby wouldn’t want to come out."

She reached out to him, her pale hand covered in a thin layer of sweat, making Li Mochan’s heart ache.

He stepped forward quickly, holding her hand, wiping the sweat from her face with the other.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here, don’t be afraid..."

Overwhelmed by tension, his mind went blank, only knowing to tell her not to be afraid.

The heart-wrenching pain tortured her, Ye Jiuliang gasped for breath, clutching his hand even tighter, "After the baby is born, I can climb the roof again. Then, we can go watch the meteor shower together, okay?"

Last time watching the meteor shower, she fell asleep waiting until the end; next time she must wait until the meteor shower appears.

Li Mochan’s eyes were red, soaked with water, and his obsidian-like eyes shone even brighter as he whispered next to her ear, "I saw the meteor shower last time, and I left the wish for you."

His voice, magnetic and slightly hoarse with emotion, made Ye Jiuliang’s eyes gently open, a moving smile spreading deep within them.

So, he had seen it that night.

"Next time there’s a motorcycle race, you bring the baby to watch, okay? I’ll win the trophy for you."

Li Mochan leaned down and lightly kissed her on the forehead, speaking with a pampering tone, "Okay, I’ll listen to you."

"Miss Ye, just a little more effort, the baby is about to come out," the chief surgeon called.

Ye Jiuliang gritted her teeth, her mind focused on one thought—push harder.

Li Mochan tightened his grip on her hand, his heart rising to his throat.

All composure and calmness were completely lost at this moment.

A cry of pain escaped her lips, Ye Jiuliang squinted her eyes, it was hard to tell if the moisture on her face was tears or sweat.

Breathing heavily, she weakly said, "Li Mochan, I won’t have another child in the future."

"Okay, no more children in the future," Li Mochan’s eyes were red as he kissed her lips.

"After the baby is born, we’ll climb the roof together. I’ll accompany you to drink and watch the meteor shower. I’ll leave all my wishes for you, okay?"

Ye Jiuliang smiled, giving it her all, using the last of her strength.

"Wah wah wah..."

In an instant, the newborn’s loud cry broke the tension within the operating room, like a glimpse of light piercing the darkness.

"Wah wah wah..."

"The baby is born."

"Such an adorable baby."

"Oh, it’s a boy!"

The nurses beamed with joy, all of them breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the person giving birth is quite significant, and they couldn’t bear any mistakes.

"Mr. Li, would you like to help cut the baby’s umbilical cord?" the chief surgeon asked gently.

Li Mochan was completely oblivious to others, all his attention focused on Ye Jiuliang.

Ye Jiuliang chuckled through tears, nudging him to remind him, "Go help cut the baby’s umbilical cord."

Regaining his composure, Li Mochan looked at the doctor holding the baby, his eyes filled with gentle light. He reached for the scissors, his fingers trembling as he cut the umbilical cord.