Yu Se’s arrival felt predestined by fate; there were no traffic jams or bottlenecks along the way, making the journey an absolute smooth sail.
By the time he successfully arrived, Feng Zhile was already lying on the ground, his body enveloped in a cold sweat oozing from his skin. His complexion was as pale as paper, his breathing weak and rapid, and some scratch marks and kick marks were scattered in the soil around him.
Clearly, he had endured quite a fierce struggle during the time he spent waiting for Yu Se to arrive.
In particular, his lower body bore reddish traces, which might very well be signs of a threatened miscarriage.
Yu Se hurriedly stepped forward, managing to lift Feng Zhile horizontally. This posture effectively avoided putting pressure on the pregnant man’s abdomen, though the drawback was a genuine fear that his hands might shake and drop the person right there on the spot.
If it were a few days ago, Yu Se could have hauled him straight back to Kang Kang Hospital, but now the hospital had been completely smashed to pieces.
Bai Fan and the child couldn’t help out much either; if they exposed their target, it would only create even more trouble. Therefore, Yu Se had dropped Wang Qi off halfway down the road to help Bai Fan hide in a hotel first.
At this very moment, Yu Se had no one left by his side who could lend a hand. Since this matter happened to Feng Zhile, it was only right and proper to notify the Feng family immediately.
Of course, since he had just resigned to Feng Yinchen this morning, it wouldn’t look good to call him back up and laugh obsequiously: “Hey, didn’t expect that, did you? I didn’t end up leaving.”
When Yu Se turned to Feng Cheng for help, he could only hope the other party didn’t yet know he was planning to skip town.
After picking up the call, Feng Cheng even canceled two corporate meetings. The moment he heard Yu Se’s crisis report over the phone, he knew his third brother’s condition warranted adding a most urgent label right on top of a crisis.
This was the oppressive weight brought by a doctor’s personal phone call.
Feng Cheng first pointed out a route for Yu Se, telling him to take Feng Zhile to a familiar hospital for diagnosis and treatment, while he himself would use his network connections to open up a special channel.
Then, returning to the Feng family residence, he voluntarily went to the disciplinary room, pulled out a cowhide whip, and walked directly into Feng Yinchen’s study holding it aloft with both hands.
“Uncle!” Feng Cheng almost stripped off his suit on the spot. Bearing two bundles of thorny branches on his back, he knelt directly before the family head in an attitude of pleading guilty.
“It was my fault, acting arbitrarily and shouldn’t have kept things from you.” Feng Cheng’s expression was solemn, his eyes filled with self-reproach and anxiety. “That night Zhile didn’t come home, I actually concealed the most important thing.”
“He’s pregnant!” Feng Cheng presented the cowhide whip with both hands, his voice low. “Zhile is in danger right now and has already been sent to the hospital. I originally planned to go look by myself first, but a pregnant person is constantly in a dangerous state, and I’m terrified something might happen to him. I wanted to ask you to come take a look together.”
Pregnancy was always an important and serious matter; the pregnancy process was fraught with various crises, and some pregnant individuals harbored potential perils throughout, making them extremely prone to accidents.
Especially since Zhile was also a male, a boy who had just turned 19, whose organs had not yet fully developed. Such a pregnancy condition was undoubtedly a massive challenge to his body.
By the time Feng Cheng reached this point, his tone was laden with worry and regret. He knew full well that as an older brother, he hadn’t taken good care of his younger brother, letting him fall into such a dangerous predicament.
“Uncle, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have hidden this out of fear of your reprimand. Now I just hope to rush to Zhile’s side as quickly as possible, in case something bad happens…”
Feng Cheng lowered his head.
At the very least, all his family members would be by his side.
Feng Yinchen looked at Feng Cheng, a trace of complex emotion flashing through his eyes.
He actually disliked hospitals immensely; ever since he was a child… no, right now, he should say that from the bottom of his heart, he deeply loathed everything about hospitals.
However, Yu Se was at the hospital, standing like a guardian deity.
Among ten thousand misfortunes, this was the only thing worth rejoicing over.
“Call Feng Yu as well.” Feng Yinchen motioned for Feng Cheng to lead the way and head to the hospital together.
On the way, Feng Yinchen remained silent, seemingly pondering something.
Feng Cheng, meanwhile, was burning with anxiety.
Each harboring their own thoughts, the atmosphere inside the car was heavy.
Through the special channel, Yu Se carried Feng Zhile into the Third Maternal and Child Health Hospital of Dragon City. The hospital nurses initially blocked him, refusing to let him enter casually.
Playing the Feng family card, Yu Se shouted aloud, “I am also an obstetrical doctor with a medical license. This pregnancy case is extremely special; to ensure his safety, I need to participate as well.”
In this world of dog-blood novels, male childbirth wasn’t actually common, so when he informed them that the pregnant patient was actually a male, the people blocking him all revealed astonished expressions, and some even whispered among themselves and gossiped, as if hearing some bizarre Arabian Nights tale.
Maintaining an unchanged expression, Yu Se calmly followed them into the ultrasound room. There were many patients at the hospital, so a separate room was opened up for them.
At this moment, Feng Zhile was on his last breath. Placed onto the hospital bed, he managed to blink his eyes open. Seeing Yu Se instantly felt like eating a reassuring pill, and he revealed a pale smile.
“Dr. Yu, you’re here.”
The kid had been dizzy from pain the entire way and was too muddled to think why a mere family doctor would speak with professional terminology at this moment, holding a probe and meticulously scanning his lower abdomen.
Yu Se’s gaze was focused and earnest, his fingers deftly operating the instrument. The image on the screen gradually cleared up, displaying the state of the fetus within the paternal body.
“Don’t worry, it won’t hurt after a while.”
Yu Se had hijacked the work of other doctors, which should have provoked public outrage, but since the pregnant spouse was a male and many people had never seen a few similar special exceptions in their lifetime, they all treated it as a clinical consultation.
Yu Se cautiously dictated the ultrasound results to the recorder: “The intrauterine gestational sac is developing normally. The patient is experiencing a threatened miscarriage not only due to external force stimulation, but primarily because his uterus is located on the outer side of the intestines and adheres to the peritoneum. This situation is extremely rare, leading to an abnormal fetal position and thus triggering the signs of miscarriage.”
“We need to immediately schedule surgery to adjust the position of the uterus and implant artificial ligaments, otherwise this child cannot be kept for long.”
Saying this, Yu Se observed the expressions of the other doctors in the room; it seemed not a single one wanted to challenge this mission.
After all, only Yu Se himself was talking about it, while the others had never heard of such a treatment plan at all.
Of course, there was no shortage of eager volunteers.
Entrusting Feng Zhile to the care of the nurses first, Yu Se shoved his hands into his pockets and stood in the corridor, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Feng family.
When all was said and done, there was actually a second treatment plan, just like Feng Cheng’s initial intention, performing an abortion procedure.
However, the locations of a male’s uterus were intricate and complex. Yu Se had observed Madam Xiao and Feng Zhile, totaling two pregnant males via abdominal ultrasound.
They were completely worlds apart from a woman’s, and the position of each one also varied slightly.
This would lead to delivery plans differing for every single male pregnant spouse.
Although he respected life, he couldn’t casually meddle in the affairs of another family.
Feng Cheng and Feng Yinchen arrived very promptly. Feng Cheng was completely flustered and frantic, whereas Feng Yinchen pulled out a plain white handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.
He truly hated hospitals; the smell of disinfectant permeated the air, causing him to frown involuntarily and his footsteps to subconsciously quicken by a fraction.
Yu Se had no time to feel embarrassed, and directly briefed the two of them on the Third Young Master’s condition.
True to form, Feng Cheng had already made up his mind, giving the opinion, “Surgical abortion. Zhile can’t even say whose child he’s carrying; bringing this child into the world will only be a lifelong stain for him, and I imagine Zhile shares the same opinion.”
Feng Yinchen didn’t speak. The moment he caught sight of Yu Se, he simply stared at him earnestly.
Yu Se standing in the hospital looked rather striking.
At the very least, the moment he saw Yu Se, Feng Yinchen even felt that the unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the hospital became better smelling than high-end perfume.
Yu Se wasn’t particularly tall, but his figure was slender, his face resembling a bright moon hidden in the clouds, and his pair of eyes exceptionally brilliant.
If he wore a white robe, he would possess a somewhat ethereal aura that didn’t partake in the common fare of humanity.
Feng Yinchen’s gaze lingered on him for a moment, thinking to himself: Let’s see you run away again.
Yu Se blinked at him. “What is the Family Head’s opinion?”
Feng Yinchen’s emerald-green pupils instantly contracted into a tiny star core, swirling into a sweeping galaxy a moment later.
Feng Yinchen said, “Dr. Yu, come inside with me for a detailed chat alone. There are too many people in the corridor; just the two of us will suffice.”
It sounded harmless enough, yet Feng Cheng vaguely felt this didn’t match his uncle’s decisive and ruthless personality.
Stepping in to stop him, he said, “Zhile’s condition isn’t good. It’s best to make a decision directly.”
Feng Yinchen glanced at Feng Cheng, a trace of displeasure flashing within his emerald-green pupils, but out of consideration for the occasion, he didn’t flare up on the spot.
Instead, he said calmly, “As for Zhile’s situation, I have my own judgment. You needn’t say more.”
The book stated clearly that the child Zhile carried was the Feng family’s direct-line eldest grandson.
He couldn’t be aborted, absolutely could not be aborted.
Feng Yinchen, who never grew intimate with anyone, extended his hand out of nowhere, just as he prepared to give Yu Se a push around the waist.
A startling commotion erupted at the hospital entrance, where a crowd of private bodyguards dressed in suits could be directly seen swarming in, pushing the startled onlookers to both sides of the corridor.
Walking right down the middle was a tall, handsome man with long, decisive strides.
Looking closely, it turned out to be Xiao Junyao. His expression was pitch-dark, as if bearing thousands of pounds of heavy burdens, with unresolved sorrow condensing between his brows.
His sharp gaze swept across the entire corridor, finally locking onto the Feng family members and Yu Se.
“Hold your hand before the blade.”
Ever since ascending to power, Xiao Junyao had strictly adhered to principles, upright, impartial, running the family business by the book, and winning widespread praise and respect within the industry.
He was a positive character.
Feng Yinchen hadn’t originally intended to sneer, mainly because the current plot was converging toward the same end as the book; he had practically foreseen the ensuing developmental trajectory.
Yet when would he ever align with the plot development and toss Doctor Yu onto the bed?
Thinking of this, Feng Yinchen’s expression turned terrifying once more, to the point that the moment Xiao Junyao caught sight of him, he assumed the other party was about to rain venomous words down upon him, involuntarily generating a heroic, resolute aura of a warrior facing death.
Once he stood still, he apologized profusely. “Please listen to me finish speaking first.”
How utterly embarrassing.
Cough, cough, cough.
Xiao Junyao said, “The one who slept with… cough, cough, cough… was actually me.”
Even positive characters could feel shame, it seemed.
Feng Yinchen spat out venomous words: “Go die.”