When Lin Yao heard this, she almost lost her balance. At this moment, Mo Yan's cold and hoarse voice came from behind:
"What a fuss! There's not much blood. It's probably just inflammation."
Zhang Zhiqin, Fang Shengnan and Li Li helped Mo Yan out of the car. Her face was covered in sweat, her hair was a little messy and also soaked with sweat. It was obvious that she was in great pain.
But his expression remained calm, and he even glared at Fangfang fiercely, then said to Lin Yao:
"Yaoyao, go back and rest. I'm fine."
"Make way, make way, make way!"
At this time, the nurse who had been waiting nearby came over pushing a mobile bed. Several people quickly made way, and the nurses helped Mo Yan lie on the bed and quickly took him to the hospital.
Everyone hurriedly followed.
"Brother Fang, if I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have gone to work today!"
Zhang Zhiqin followed the hospital bed with a pale face and said something to Fang Xiaole beside him with regret.
"It's not your fault, and besides, nothing might happen. We're already at the hospital, don't worry."
Fang Xiaole comforted him, and Mo Yan on the hospital bed suddenly said to Fang Shengnan:
"Take Yaoyao home first. Fangfang will call her if anything happens."
"No, I want to stay with you!" Lin Yao said loudly from behind.
"Still so disobedient."
Mo Yan closed his eyes, his stomach seemed to start to ache again, and sweat appeared on his forehead again.
"Sister Mo, wife, wife, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Zhiqin panicked upon seeing this and asked hurriedly.
"It's nothing, it's just premature birth at most, don't panic."
Mo Yan opened her eyes, raised her hand and held Zhang Zhiqin's hand. Her expression was painful, but she was comforting him.
"Wife..."
Zhang Zhiqin was almost crying.
"You have to stay calm. When I enter the delivery room, you have to take good care of my parents-in-law. When my parents arrive, you have to arrange a place for them to stay.
Also, my uncle and aunt will definitely come, and it's almost noon now. You can order a meal outside the hospital so that no one will leave hungry. Also,
I've prepared a maternity bag at home in advance. It contains things that my baby and I will need after the birth. Remember to go back and get it when you have time..."
Mo Yan instructed Zhang Zhiqin on every detail until she was pushed into the delivery room. The others could only watch outside helplessly.
As Mo Yan expected, Li Xueke and Zhou Xiuying arrived soon. Li Xueke also knew the director of Jiangrong Maternal and Child Health Hospital and called the director on the way there.
In fact, the dean knew without him saying anything that the pregnant woman who was giving birth prematurely was a friend of Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole. Shortly after Mo Yan entered the delivery room, the director and deputy director of the obstetrics and gynecology department also followed in.
After Li Xueke and Zhou Xiuying arrived, they saw Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao, greeted them, and then asked Zhang Song and Guo Shuxian about the situation.
"So, Yanyan is exactly thirty weeks pregnant. Generally, thirty-seven or thirty-eight weeks is considered full term. Actually, it's not that different. A friend of mine gave birth at twenty-eight weeks. Now the child is eight years old and as fat as a piglet!"
After hearing about Mo Yan's situation, Zhou Xiuying began to comfort Guo Shuxian and Zhang Song.
Li Xueke and Zhang Zhiqin sat on the bench in the corridor.
"Zhiqin, you don't have to worry about the affairs at the station. You already have maternity leave for accompanying pregnant women. Just stay with your wife and children."
At this time, a nurse came out of the delivery room and handed several sheets to Zhang Zhiqin.
"Mr. Zhang, we will perform a caesarean section on Miss Mo now, but Miss Mo has gestational hypertension and nephritis, so the surgery may be risky.
Please take a look at this. The possible risks during and after the operation are written here. Please sign this."
When Zhang Zhiqin picked up the first list and took a look, her legs went weak.
"Critical illness notice."
"It's just premature birth, why is there a critical illness notice?"
Guo Shuxian next to him immediately shouted loudly, and Zhang Song quickly grabbed her.
The young nurse had probably seen this before, so she said to Zhang Zhiqin calmly:
"Mr. Zhang, the risks and complications listed here are actually not very likely to occur, but no surgery can be 100% successful. Besides the critical illness notice, I'm asking you to sign these..."
As she spoke, she helped Zhang Zhiqin turn over the following sheets, which were all consent forms for surgery. They mainly stated that if there was any emergency during the operation, such as heavy bleeding or other emergencies, the family members agreed that the doctor would take appropriate measures in a timely manner.
These require signatures from family members.
Generally speaking, hospitals that require pregnant women to undergo surgery will ask their husbands to sign.
Zhang Zhiqin really didn't expect that Sister Mo would have to sign so many scary things just to give birth to a child.
He took the pen handed to him by the nurse, but he couldn't sign it.
It was Lin Yao who came over and said to him, "I also signed a critical illness notice for Sister Xu Fei when I accompanied her to give birth. It's just a hospital procedure and it's not that scary. Zhang Zhiqin, please sign it quickly. Sister Yan is still in there waiting for surgery."
The young nurse looked at Lin Yao in surprise, then quickly said to Zhang Zhiqin, "Miss Lin is right. Mr. Zhang, please sign as soon as possible so that we can perform surgery on Miss Mo earlier. The child and her mother can't wait."
"Okay, okay, I'll sign."
Zhang Zhiqin finally clenched the pen in her hand and signed the critical illness notice and surgery consent form.
"Thanks!"
When the young nurse saw that he had finished signing, she picked up the forms and was about to go into the operating room, but was stopped by Zhang Zhiqin.
"If anything happens, you must protect me, my lord."
The young nurse paused, looked at Zhang Zhiqin, and said in a much gentler voice: "You are so good to your wife. Don't worry, this wasn't decades ago. It won't be that serious."
After saying that, she hurried into the operating room. The doctor inside could only perform the operation after obtaining the consent signed by the family members. Now that Zhang Zhiqin had signed, it meant that the operation could begin.
Bang.
The door of the operating room closed and the operating light on the door turned red. Although there were many people standing in the corridor outside, it suddenly became quiet.
Fangfang and Li Li stood at the door of the operating room, rubbing their hands anxiously, wishing they could rush in and cheer for Sister Yan.
Zhou Xiuyu comforted Guo Shuxian. Li Xueke sighed, handed a cigarette to Zhang Song, and the two went to the balcony at the end of the corridor to smoke.
Zhang Zhiqin covered his face and sat on the chair. The young man's white hair looked particularly glaring under the pale light.
"Actually, it's okay for me not to have children. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let Sister Mo have children."
He muttered to himself.
Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole sat beside him. They didn't know how to comfort him at this time, so they could only accompany him quietly.
Lin Yao turned her head to look at the operating room door with a red light flashing on it, and subconsciously stroked her lower abdomen, while her other hand tightly grasped Fang Xiaole's hand.
Fang Xiaole held her hand and felt it was cold. He put his arm around Lin Yao's shoulders and let her lean her head on him.
"It's fine."
"Well, it will be fine, Sister Yan, come on..."
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