At the same time, the sisters-in-law in the family compound came in droves after hearing the news. They gathered around Yang Qingyan, who was lying unconscious and bleeding heavily from her lower body, and discussed what to do. "What should we do? Qingyan is still pregnant!"

"Don't panic, hurry up and send her to the hospital!" Everyone worked together, some went home to find door panels, some helped to carry Yang Qingyan, and ran all the way to send her to the hospital. Along the way, the sisters-in-law kept comforting the unconscious Yang Qingyan, asking her to hold on.

Soon, doctors from the hospital rushed over with emergency equipment and quickly examined Yang Qingyan. After a tense first aid, the bleeding was finally stopped temporarily.

But the doctor's face was very solemn. He looked at everyone and said solemnly, "I'm afraid the child can't be saved. He must be sent to the military hospital immediately. The conditions here are limited. We can only temporarily save his vital signs. We can't perform more complicated treatments."

When Mu Nanhe heard this, he felt dizzy, his legs went weak, and he could hardly stand. He was filled with self-blame and fear.

At this moment, Chen Feng rushed over. Seeing the chaotic scene, he immediately said, "I'll drive, Nan He, you stay with Qing Yan."

All the way, the car sped towards the military hospital. The road in the 1970s was a bit bumpy. Mu Nanhe held Yang Qingyan's hand tightly and kept calling her name, his voice full of anxiety and despair: "Qingyan, wake up, you must hold on!"

After arriving at the military hospital, Yang Qingyan was quickly pushed into the operating room. Outside the operating room, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Mu Nanhe stood at the door, staring at the closed door, his eyes trembling, his forehead covered with sweat. His mind kept flashing through the bits and pieces of the two people's acquaintance, each picture was like a knife, piercing his heart. He kept praying in his heart: "Qingyan, you must be safe, we are still waiting to see the baby."

Liang Huantao also came, also with a worried look on her face, but she didn't know how to comfort him. The three of them waited anxiously outside the operating room, and every second seemed to be extremely long.

At this time, Yang Qingyan fell into a strange and heart-wrenching dream. She was in a warm light, surrounded by a hazy white. She felt light and wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't wake up. Just when she felt helpless, two childish voices rang in her ears: "Mom, Mom..."

Yang Qingyan looked in the direction of the sound and saw two little girls slowly emerging. Their faces were rosy and their eyes were as bright as black gemstones. The boy was wearing a blue little girl's suit and the girl was wearing a pink little girl's skirt. They were holding hands and looking at Yang Qingyan with a worried look on their faces.

"Mom, wake up." The girl said in a baby voice, tears flashing in her eyes.

Yang Qingyan felt warm in her heart and wanted to reach out and hug them, but she found that she couldn't move her body. She said anxiously: "My babies, Mommy wants to wake up, but she can't wake up."

The boy took the girl's hand and walked to Yang Qingyan's side, saying softly, "Mom, you have to cheer up, we are all waiting for you. When you wake up, you can take us to play together."

Yang Qingyan nodded desperately, tears rolling down her cheeks: "Mom will definitely work hard, you guys have to be good."

At this moment, Yang Qingyan felt a force pulling her, and the figures of the two little babies gradually blurred. She knew that she had to work hard to wake up, for them and for Mu Nanhe whom she loved deeply.

The door of the operating room slowly opened, and the doctor came out with a serious face. He took off his mask, looked at Mu Nanhe and said, "The situation is critical, and a cesarean section must be performed immediately. But the mother is still in a coma, and the operation is extremely risky. There may be accidents during anesthesia and surgery. You must be mentally prepared."

Mu Nanhe's lips trembled, and he said anxiously: "Doctor, you must save the adult, the baby..." His voice was choked and he could hardly continue.

The doctor frowned slightly and replied solemnly: "We can only do our best. The baby's vital signs are still stable, but the adult is in a critical condition due to the previous bleeding and coma."

The nurse handed over the consent form for the operation, and Mu Nanhe's body was shaking violently, and he couldn't write at all. His mind was in a mess, and Yang Qingyan's smiling face appeared in front of him. He thought about the possibility of losing her, and his heart was full of pain and despair.

Chen Feng watched anxiously from the side, patted Mu Nanhe's shoulder gently, and reminded him: "Nanhe, sign first, Qingyan is still waiting."

Mu Nanhe took a deep breath, held back his tears, and signed his name on the consent form.

In the operating room, the shadowless lamp emitted a bleak white light. Although Yang Qingyan was unconscious, she felt a strange power in her dream. She looked at the two lovely little babies in a trance, trying to pass their power to her.

"Mom, come on, let's work hard together!" The boy's childish voice rang in Yang Qingyan's consciousness.

Yang Qingyan tried desperately to open her eyes, but she couldn't do it. She could only respond in her heart: "My dears, Mommy is also trying hard."

At this moment, she felt the doctor cutting open her belly. Then, a clear cry came, it was the sound of the babies! Yang Qingyan was delighted and wanted to speak, but she couldn't make any sound.

When the doctor cut the umbilical cord of the dragon-phoenix fetus, something strange happened. The supernatural power that had previously given Yang Qingyan strength seemed to have found its original home and slowly returned to her body. Yang Qingyan was in a coma, but she could vaguely feel a warm current flowing through her body, and her consciousness gradually became clear. She tried hard to open her eyes, and although her eyelids were very heavy, she could feel everything around her and knew that the operation was over.