Mu Baoer was still very weak and was taken back by Si Lijue after staying in the nursery for a while.
Lu Jingyi, his uncle, nephew and the other two continued to surround the two little cuties, chattering non-stop.
Suddenly, Mu Xiaohan said, "Auntie got pregnant around the same time as Mommy. After Mommy gave birth, wasn't it her turn?"
The little aunt that Mu Xiaohan mentioned was Shen Ruoran.
Although Shen Ruoran was a disgusting person, as a civilized and polite child, he still called him by the proper title.
The topic suddenly turned to Shen Ruoran. Lu Jingyi, who was teasing the little cutie, froze. His sparkling eyes darkened a little, his fingers curled up slightly, and he hummed indifferently, "The due date is exactly February 2nd."
February 2nd is the day when the dragon raises its head, which is a very good day.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, when mentioning the unborn child, Lu Jingyi's whole body radiated a gentle light of kindness, and there was a faint, gentle smile on the corners of his mouth.
His smiling eyes stared at the two little cuties in front of him, but his absent-minded gaze seemed more like he was looking through them at his own flesh and blood.
Mu Xiaoche and Mu Xiaohan looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes.
Uncle Lu’s happiness is more important than anything else!
However, this warm and joyful scene was soon broken by the sound of hurried footsteps.
The nurse pushed open the door of the nursery, frowning and panicking, saying, "Oh no, Master Lu, the Second Young Master's wife is having a difficult labor and needs your signature."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's smiles froze on their faces.
The temperature dropped suddenly, like a biting north wind in winter.
Lu Jingyi stood up and strode towards the nurse, grabbing her collar. His handsome face was as cold as ice, "She's only eight months pregnant, how could she have a difficult birth!"
Lu Jingyi exuded a chilling aura, and the nurse trembled with fear. She said in a hoarse voice, "The Second Young Master's wife tried to escape while the medical staff weren't paying attention, but she rolled down the stairs, causing a premature birth. Her condition is critical."
After saying that, the nurse didn't dare to look at Lu Jingyi's murderous eyes, and her little face was as pale as paper.
"So many people can't take care of one patient, what a bunch of useless things!" Lu Jingyi laughed in anger, tightening his fingers, and the nurse whose neck was being strangled turned red in the face.
Seeing that Lu Jingyi was on the verge of losing control, Mu Xiaoche and Mu Xiaohan no longer cared about being shocked and hurriedly went up to grab his sleeve.
Especially Mu Xiaohan, who took out a small porcelain bottle and placed it at the tip of Lu Jingyi's nose for him to smell.
While Lu Jingyi was limp all over, he rescued the nurse, calmed himself down and said, "Uncle Lu, don't worry. Go get the signature with the nurse first. I'll contact my master right away. With my master here, everything will be fine!"
After saying that, he gave Mu Xiaoche a look, and the two of them divided the work.
Mu Xiaoche and Lu Jingyi followed the nurse to sign, while Mu Xiaohan contacted Bai Huatuo.
Coincidentally, he was invited to this hospital for academic exchanges. Upon hearing his beloved apprentice's plea, he left behind a group of top doctors and scholars, put on a white coat, rushed into the operating room, and performed the operation himself.
Outside the operating room, Mu Xiaoche and Mu Xiaohan accompanied Lu Jingyi on either side, holding his hands tightly and comforting him clumsily, "Uncle Lu, my master is Bai Huatuo, who can revive the dead and turn bones into flesh and bones. People nicknamed him the Living Huatuo. With him around, my little sister will definitely be safe!"
His palms were sweaty from worry, but he tried to stay calm and comfort himself like a little adult.
Lu Jingyi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, held his little nephew in one hand, nodded, and said in a dark and hoarse voice: "Yes, everything will be fine!"
As a father, this is the only prayer he can offer his children at this moment.
Lu Jingyi's eyes were fixed on the light in the operating room, and he would not move away even if his eyes were already bloodshot.
He was afraid that if he was distracted, he would hear bad news.
He doesn't dare, he can't afford to gamble...
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