The Jasmine Scented White Moonlight

Chapter 38 - Accompany

Shen Shuyun stared blankly at Ning Wan, feeling somewhat confused. What was the expression on Ning Wan's face? Was he crying? Was he feeling sad?

But, why was he sad? Clearly, he had already found the right answer and had sought out the white moonlight he had longed for all these years. What could possibly make him so heartbroken?

Shen Shuyun, exhausted, closed his eyes, withdrew his hand, and turned away to endure the long, excruciating pain alone. He sighed softly.

"Brother Yun, I didn't know you were pregnant... If I had known..."

The door was pushed open, and a doctor walked in, interrupting Ning Wan's unfinished sentence. The doctor walked to Shen Shuyun's bedside, seeing the faint bluish tint on Shen Shuyun's face, and knew that the situation wasn't good. After a brief examination, he noticed several bright red bloodstains under Shen Shuyun, then reached out to feel Shen Shuyun's hard lower abdomen. He sighed and said, "Mr. Shen, given your condition, natural childbirth will be very difficult. We recommend a cesarean section."

Shen Shuyun sat up halfway, grabbing the doctor's hand with a voice full of urgency: "Can you let it stay a few more days? It's only eight months along, there's still a month until the due date, I'm scared..."

The doctor shook his head: "You've already started bleeding, which means your body isn't suitable for measures to prolong the pregnancy. We have to deliver the baby now. But you don't need to worry too much; the baby is already well-developed at this stage. There shouldn't be any major issues, and we'll continue to monitor it after it's born."

Shen Shuyun was on the verge of breaking down. His shoulders trembled, his eyes tinged with a layer of red, and he gritted his teeth, unable to speak. Ning Wan, seeing this, knew that Shen Shuyun was blaming himself, so he stepped forward, bent down slightly, and held him in his arms, comforting him: "It's okay... It's not your fault... This isn't your fault..."

"How did it come to this?" Shen Shuyun clutched Ning Wan's shirt collar, as if also clutching Ning Wan's heart, "I tried so hard, how did it still..."

Ning Wan brushed back the black hair sticking to Shen Shuyun's forehead and kissed his forehead: "Don't overthink it, I'll be here waiting for you."

Though Shen Shuyun's mind resisted Ning Wan's kiss, his body desperately craved that familiar pheromone. The long-missed alpha pheromone enveloped him completely. Lying in Ning Wan's embrace felt like a weary bird returning home. Over the past few months, he had never felt so at peace.

Five minutes later, Shen Shuyun was wheeled into the operating room. Ning Wan stood outside, staring at the red light on the sign. After a while, he closed his eyes, the remnants of blood-red shadows reflecting on his eyelids.

He finally understood why Luo Xiao cried uncontrollably outside the operating room years ago. Now, standing outside, his own tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. He had never believed in the existence of gods before, but at this moment, he fervently wished that gods were real, that some divine miracle could keep Shen Shuyun and their child safe.

Although Qi Zhihan's baby had been in a breech position last time, causing quite a bit of trouble, Luo Xiao had taken good care of him in the later stages of pregnancy, and in the end, the baby was delivered naturally. Qi Zhihan even recovered quickly after delivery, able to walk around after just three days. Ning Wan had visited Qi Zhihan and remembered that he looked quite healthy... But now the doctor said a natural birth was impossible, only a cesarean would work, leaving Ning Wan feeling anxious, worried that something might go wrong with Shen Shuyun.

About twenty minutes later, a nurse hurried out from the operating room, her face pale. Seeing her urgent expression, Ning Wan's heart sank. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Nurse, how is my husband?"