Chapter 138 Should I kneel down and kowtow to you?
The pediatrician did everything in his power and finally managed to pull the little girl back from the brink of death.
However, the situation remains far from optimistic.
Shen Qingshu insisted on taking her child to the pediatrician.
Bai Jianwen advised, "Even if you go over there, you won't be able to get in. Besides, you haven't fully recovered yet, so it's better not to move around."
“I can use a wheelchair.” Shen Qingshu looked at Bai Jianwen, her attitude still firm. “Godmother, I haven’t been to see them in person since they were born, and I always feel uneasy about it. Can you let me see them?”
Bai Jianwen was panicking inside, but she tried to remain calm on the surface.
"Ah Shu, just listen to your teacher's wife," Wen Jingxi said. "I've heard that the postpartum period is very important for women. How about this, I'll go to the neonatal ward and take a few more videos to show you, okay?"
Shen Qingshu frowned slightly, her gaze sweeping over Bai Jianwen and Wen Jingxi's faces.
Why have you been preventing me from seeing my child?
Bai Jianwen and Wen Jingxi were both taken aback.
"Are you hiding something from me?" Shen Qingshu grasped Bai Jianwen's hand, her expression anxious. "Godmother, don't lie to me, please tell me the truth."
Bai Jianwen felt a sharp pang of sadness and lowered her head, unable to bear looking at Shen Qingshu any longer.
Shen Qingshu's breath hitched slightly as she turned to look at Wen Jingxi.
"Teacher Wen, please tell me that the children are all fine, right?"
Wen Jingxi pursed his lips, his eyes reddening. He wanted to say "yes," but his throat felt like it was stuck with something, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
Shen Qingshu sensed something from their reactions.
She was enveloped in endless fear.
Ignoring the incision in her abdomen, she braced herself against the bed and tried to get up.
"Ah Shu!" Bai Jianwen quickly pressed her down, "Don't move around, be careful the incision will reopen."
Shen Qingshu was really weak, and with Bai Jianwen holding down her shoulders, she was unable to move.
Her red eyes looked at Bai Jianwen, almost pleading, "Godmother, you only showed me pictures of my sister, isn't that right...? My brother, my brother is already..."
She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter the words that followed.
Tears streamed down her face as she saw Bai Jianwen close her eyes and nod slightly.
Shen Qingshu's pupils contracted sharply, and her breath stopped.
He loosened his grip on Bai Jianwen's hand, and it slowly slid down.
She clutched her chest, her open mouth moving repeatedly, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Bai Jianwen comforted her through tears, "A-Shu, the doctor has done his best. There's nothing we can do. You have to pull yourself together. You still have your sister. For your sister's sake, you have to pull yourself together..."
Shen Qingshu's eyes were vacant as she clutched her chest and silently wept.
Wen Jingxi stood to the side watching, feeling heartbroken and unable to bear it, so he turned around and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face.
The atmosphere in the ward was somber and heavy.
The person who should have been crying out in despair remained unusually silent.
Bai Jianwen was worried that Shen Qingshu would get sick from holding it in, so she held her hand and kept comforting her, "Qingshu, if you feel uncomfortable, just cry it out. You'll feel better if you cry it out."
Shen Qingshu shook her head, blinked her reddened eyes, and looked at Bai Jianwen, "Godmother, I've never seen him before, I want to see him."
Bai Jianwen paused.
"Can I see him?" Shen Qingshu pleaded.
Bai Jianwen pursed her lips and turned to look at the doorway.
Fu Siyan had been standing there the whole time.
He didn't come in, but he also had no intention of leaving.
"You tell her yourself," Bai Jianwen said coldly.
Fu Siyan frowned slightly, knowing that things had come to this point and he should have a proper talk with Shen Qingshu.
He walked over, his tall figure standing by the bed, looking down at Shen Qingshu.
Their eyes met, and Fu Siyan's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty as he whispered, "During the three days you were unconscious, I took the child back to Beicheng and buried him in the Fu family cemetery."
Shen Qingshu stared at him blankly.
Buried in the Fu Family Cemetery?
She didn't even get to see her son one last time...
Shen Qingshu's eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes tightly, her pale lips pressed together.
Bai Jianwen could feel her chest heaving more and more.
“Ah Shu, just say whatever you’re angry or resentful about, don’t be like this…” Bai Jianwen looked at her worriedly.
Shen Qingshu bit her lip tightly, closed her eyes, and refused to make a sound.
Only endless tears streamed down her face, soaking her pillow.
"Ah Shu, don't be like this. It's good for you to cry. You can't keep it all bottled up like this..."
Bai Jianwen could sense how intense the emotions she was suppressing were.
But she suppressed her emotions in this almost self-destructive way!
Wen Jingxi was extremely anxious and couldn't help but yell at Fu Siyan, "Get out of here! Look what you've done to A-Shu!"
Fu Siyan pursed his lips, ignoring Wen Jingxi, and stared intently at Shen Qingshu with his dark eyes.
He wouldn't leave, so Wen Jingxi went up and pushed him.
The two men refused to back down and it looked like they were about to start fighting.
"I want to go see my sister."
Both men were taken aback and turned to look at Shen Qingshu on the hospital bed.
Shen Qingshu slowly opened her eyes, her bloodshot eyes staring at the ceiling, her voice hoarse, "I want to go see my sister."
Bai Jianwen nodded, tears streaming down her face, "Okay, godmother will take you."
Wen Jingxi loosened Fu Siyan's collar. "I'll go find a nurse to borrow a wheelchair."
Everyone understood that her daughter had become Shen Qingshu's only source of emotional support.
So even though they knew Shen Qingshu was still weak, they dared not dissuade her any further.
…
In the neonatal intensive care unit.
With the help of a nurse, Shen Qingshu changed into a sterile gown and was then supported by a nurse as she entered the intensive care unit.
My younger sister is lying in an incubator, her body covered in tubes, and a ventilator is keeping her alive.
Shen Qingshu raised her hand and touched her daughter's face through the incubator.
"She's so small..."
She murmured softly, her voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible, "Little sister, you have to hold on. Your brother is gone, and Mom needs you. Mom knows you're having a hard time, but... for Mom's sake, please stay... okay..."
Large tears fell, and Chen Qingshu sobbed uncontrollably.
Fearing she might become too emotional and couldn't handle it, the nurse said a few words of comfort and then took her out.
As soon as she came out of the intensive care unit, Bai Jianwen immediately went to help her.
"Ah Shu, the baby has been seen, let's go back to the ward."
Shen Qingshu gently brushed Bai Jianwen's hand away and walked straight toward Fu Siyan.
She walked slowly, the surgical incision in her abdomen still throbbing with pain, and the hospital gown looked loose on her thin, frail body.
Fu Siyan stood a few meters away, watching Shen Qingshu walk towards him.
Strangely, even though Shen Qingshu was clearly moving closer to him, he felt like she was getting further and further away from him...
Wen Jingxi wanted to step forward, but Bai Jianwen stopped him in time.
"Don't go over there. Ah Shu probably has something she wants to say to Fu Siyan."
Wen Jingxi scratched the back of his head in frustration.
Shen Qingshu walked up to Fu Siyan, her pale face expressionless, and her bloodshot eyes devoid of any light.
She looked at him as if he were a dead object.
“Fu Siyan,” she began, her voice hoarse, “I didn’t even get to see my son one last time. Are you satisfied now?”
Fu Siyan was taken aback.
He frowned. "I took the child back only so that he could be laid to rest as soon as possible. I didn't mean to torment you."
"And then?" Shen Qingshu coldly curled the corner of her mouth. "Should I thank you? Thank you, the eldest young master of the Fu family, for acknowledging my child, and for allowing my child to be buried in your Fu family's prestigious mausoleum? Should I kneel down and kowtow to you?"
“Shen Qingshu.” Fu Siyan frowned. “That’s my son too. Do you think I wanted to see this outcome?”
"Isn't Fu Siyu your only son?" Shen Qingshu stared at him, her voice icy, each word dripping with blood. "Fu Siyan, do you think burying your child will change the fact that he died because of you?"
Fu Siyan was taken aback.
You don't deserve to be his father at all!
Shen Qingshu raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap to Fu Siyan's face—
"You're such a hypocrite! If it weren't for you and Zhou Yuchu, my child wouldn't have suffered all this! This slap is for my son!"
*Smack!* The second slap landed.
"This slap was for my mother!"
*Smack!* The third slap landed.
"This slap is for myself!"
Fu Siyan lowered his head and took three slaps from Shen Qingshu.
He, who was usually arrogant, now had his head bowed and his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
Shen Qingshu's chest heaved, her breathing rapid. If she had a knife in her hand right now, she would definitely stab Fu Siyan in the chest without hesitation!
She hated him, wishing he would disappear from the world immediately!
"Fu Siyan, I accept that you took my son, but you have no right to take my daughter from me. From tonight onwards, my daughter and I are severing all ties with you!"
Shen Qingshu withdrew her gaze and turned to walk forward.
Someone was calling her from behind.
Shen Qingshu couldn't hear clearly; her body felt like it was walking on cotton, and the scenery before her eyes became blurry.
"Ah Shu!"
"Sink lightly and relieve!"
Fu Siyan rushed forward and caught Shen Qingshu as she fell to the ground.
Shen Qingshu lost consciousness, and the hospital gown beneath her was instantly stained red with blood.
"Call a doctor immediately!"
Fu Siyan picked her up and rushed to the emergency room—
Wherever they went, they left behind glaring bloodstains...
…
Qin Yancheng and Qiao Xingjia saw dozens of missed calls as soon as they got off the plane.
All the calls were from Shao Qing and Fu Siyan.
Qin Yancheng's eyelids twitched; his intuition told him something was wrong!
He pulled Qiao Xingjia into a taxi and dialed Fu Siyan's number.
But Fu Siyan did not answer the phone.
Qin Yancheng called Shao Qing again.
The call was connected to Shao Qing very quickly.
"Dr. Qin."
"I just got off the plane, where is Fu Siyan?"
“Young Master Fu is in the hospital,” Shao Qing said in a heavy tone. “Miss Shen was so emotional when she learned that the young master was gone that she suffered another massive hemorrhage and is currently being treated.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Yancheng's breath hitched.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Yancheng subconsciously looked at Qiao Xingjia.
Qiao Xingjia clutched her chest, frowning as she looked at him. "Qin Yancheng, my chest hurts again."
Qin Yancheng grasped her hand and sighed heavily.
Why are you sighing? It makes me wonder if I really have a terminal illness!
Qiao Xingjia punched him lightly, "I told you to take me to the hospital for a checkup, but you insisted on bringing me to Xingcheng. Who is in Xingcheng anyway that you're so worried about me!"
Qin Yancheng patted her head. "Do you remember Miss Shen who visited you at the hospital last time?"
"Yes, I remember her. She was so beautiful, I had to remember her every time I saw her!"
"She was born prematurely, the baby boy died, and the baby girl is also in bad shape."
"Huh?" Qiao Xingjia exclaimed in surprise, frowning as she asked, "Is she very sad right now?"
"Yes, her condition isn't good either. Someone from the hospital just called to tell me that she's had another major hemorrhage and is being resuscitated."
Qiao Xingjia clutched her chest, her nose suddenly stinging with tears, and she couldn't help but cry. "She's so pitiful, Qin Yancheng, she must feel so helpless right now..."
Qin Yancheng pulled her into his arms. "So as friends, I think we should be there for her through this difficult time."
“Yes, let’s go keep her company!” Qiao Xingjia nodded vigorously. “Although I don’t know how to take care of a child, I can tell her jokes and I will try my best to make her happy.”
"Yes, she likes you quite a bit too," Qin Yancheng said very seriously. "Seeing you should make her feel much better."
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