If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 920 - The Child Will Definitely Be Alright

Chapter 920: Chapter 920 The Child Will Definitely Be Alright

Chapter 920: Chapter 920 The Child Will Definitely Be Alright

“Yes, don’t panic; everything is ready, we’re just waiting for Chaomu and his child to come out safe and sound,” the butler Ling said.

“Why did this happen?” Shen Chi’s icy gaze landed on Butler Ling’s face.

“It was my dereliction of duty.” Butler Ling bowed her head in self-examination. She could feel Shen Chi’s cold glare on her, as if a blade were pressed against her back.

There was nothing she could shirk, whether Xu Chaomu was at the Shen Family residence or Waterside Pavilion, she was the butler; taking good care of Xu Chaomu was her responsibility.

And now, Xu Chaomu had an incident, and she could not escape involvement.

“Tell me the reason!” Shen Chi’s voice grew heavy.

He wanted to hear not her self-criticism here; he wanted to know the reason!

“A few servants from Waterside Pavilion said that after Chaomu had breakfast in the morning, he went to bed to rest, and not long after, he began to complain of stomach pain.”

“The reason!” Shen Chi raised his voice, bellowing out loud.

What he wanted to hear was not a dragging narrative of the events!

Butler Ling was frightened, her head bowing even lower.

“We don’t know yet,” Butler Ling said truthfully.

Shen Chi, in such a rage, had not been seen by her in many years.

Shen Chi’s eyes were bloodshot. “Don’t know? You’ve been panicking here for forty minutes, and you didn’t think to have someone investigate the truth? A premature birth for no reason, is this how you account to me?”

“I was careless for a moment,” Butler Ling admitted the error proactively.

It was her carelessness; her thoughts were in such disarray that she somehow forgot about this matter.

“Fourth Young Master, I will call the people at Waterside Pavilion right now; please don’t be angry,” Butler Ling said.

Shen Chi didn’t say a word and strode straight towards the delivery room!

When he arrived outside the delivery room, Old Cheng stood up, saying respectfully, “Mr. Shen.”

At this moment, Shen Chi was cold and ruthless, fists tightly clenched, facial lines taut.

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His eyes glanced over and just happened to see the agreement on the seat.

He picked it up, looked it briefly, and signed his name in the designated spot!

“Mr. Shen, please sit down and rest for a while; the Fourth Young Mistress will be fine,” Old Cheng said gently.

“There’s no need to comfort me,” Shen Chi replied flatly.

Old Cheng was not very articulate, and at this point, he didn’t know what else to say.

As Shen Chi stood, Old Cheng found it inappropriate to sit, so he just kept standing by Shen Chi’s side.

Not far away, Butler Ling made a phone call back to Waterside Pavilion, saying anxiously, “Don’t touch anything in Waterside Pavilion, especially what the Fourth Young Mistress ate today.”

“Yes, Butler Ling, understood.”

“Hmm.”

Having issued her instructions, Butler Ling also walked over this way.

She saw that Shen Chi still radiated an icy aura like that from Hell, but she also saw a trace of guilt and self-reproach in his obsidian-like eyes.

She knew that, at this time, the person feeling the worst was certainly Shen Chi.

Shen Chi said nothing further, but walked to the wall and punched it.

He bowed his head, his hand propped against the wall.

For a moment, the entire area outside the delivery room fell into silence, even the sound of breathing seemed to vanish.

Butler Ling and Old Cheng exchanged glances, both shaking their heads in full helplessness.

Butler Ling gazed at Shen Chi’s back; she saw desolation in him…

Shen Chi, a man always too proud to bow to any challenge, had been changed completely by Xu Chaomu…

At this moment, Shen Chi’s heart ached as if it was being pricked by a needle, constantly jabbing at his heart, causing unbearable pain.

Since he left Ji Shengxuan’s home, this needle had never left him, constantly pricking at all his nerves without pause.

He clenched his teeth, enduring the severe pain in his chest, and silently awaited the verdict of the Grim Reaper.

A seven-month-old infant’s life hung in the balance; it could go either way…

No one spoke, time ticked by one second at a time, ticking forward, each second feeling as long as a century.

Shen Chi didn’t know how to face the prematurely born Xu Chaomu; if she lost the child, what would become of their relationship…

This child was a bond that tied them together, not the only one, but certainly the most important.

No, it wouldn’t happen.

He wouldn’t allow himself to have any more wild thoughts; this child would definitely be fine.

Shen Chi was entangled in a myriad of thoughts, which, like strands of waterweed, wrapped around his heart, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Shen Chi’s face was filled with pain as he silently awaited Xu Chaomu to come out.

“Mumu…” he called her name.

The voice was not loud, but the place was very quiet, and both the butler and Old Cheng heard him.

Upon hearing him, they both felt as if their hearts were pricked by a needle.

They exchanged glances once more, but it was a look of helplessness.

There was heating in the hospital, but at this moment, they felt an icy chill, a wind colder than the ice in the dead of winter.

“Fourth Young Master…” the butler summoned up the courage to call out.

Shen Chi heard him but had no strength to respond. Leaning against the wall, his eyes tightly shut, he was waiting for the verdict.

The butler didn’t dare call out again, she helplessly glanced at Old Cheng, who made a silencing gesture to her, signaling her to let Shen Chi be alone with his thoughts.

Time passed second by second, ticking away, this torturous wait longer than any other.

No one knew how much time had passed when the door to the delivery room suddenly opened!

The corridor lit up significantly, and Shen Chi, highly sensitive, turned his head around!

The nurses were pushing Xu Chaomu out, her face deathly pale with not a hint of color. She lay on the stretcher, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes at this moment reminiscent of the fragile wings of a butterfly, unable to take flight.

“Mumu!” Shen Chi called out hoarsely, chasing after them.

Xu Chaomu showed no reaction, motionless as the nurses pushed her.

Shen Chi’s face displayed panicked expressions as he ran to follow them, he had even forgotten, she also had a child.

At this moment, she was all that he could see in his eyes, his greatest wish was for her to be safe and sound…

The nurses pushed Xu Chaomu to the ward to rest; they all wore masks, silent.

The butler glanced at Old Cheng and said, “Let’s follow them.”

“Okay.”

The butler and Old Cheng followed behind, watching as Xu Chaomu was taken into the ward, noticing that her belly was no longer lifted.

Where was the child?

The butler felt a surge of nervousness, and just as she was about to follow them, the attending doctor came out of the delivery room.

She stood by the sink washing her hands, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

“Doctor, how is our young mistress?” the butler turned back to ask.

She knew Shen Chi hadn’t asked; Shen Chi only cared about Xu Chaomu’s safety.

The doctor poured some hand sanitizer on her hands and said indifferently, “Do you want the truth?”

“Of course,” the butler nodded.

“There is good news and bad news; which one do you want to hear first?” the doctor said.

“This…” the butler hesitated for a few seconds, then said, “The good news.”