In the hospital, the air was laden with the pungent stench of disinfectants. The stark white surroundings were almost blinding.
Ye Qinghuan lay on the narrow, modest bed, her bare legs spread out beneath a thin blanket.
"Miss Ye, I must ask you again, have you made up your mind?" said a female doctor clad in sterile surgical attire, removing her mask for a final appeal. "Every child is a precious gift from God to its mother, deserving of our love and protection. Plus, your physical constitution leans towards the weaker side, undergoing this abortion could possibly lead to lifelong sterility."
"..."
Ye Qinghuan's eyelashes fluttered slightly. The sight of the speculum in the doctor's hand, reflecting a horrifying sheen under the cold light, made her slender body shudder. Her fingers clenched unconsciously around the bed sheet hanging at her side.
"Get started."
She turned her head, her pale lips mouthing the three words.
With a resigned sigh, the doctor no longer tried to dissuade her.
Her whole body trembled with a growing discomfort radiating from beneath her.
Baby, I'm sorry...
Ye Qinghuan slowly closed her eyes, bracing herself for the excruciating pain to come. But instead of experiencing a violent, body-splitting agony, a deafening noise jolted her.
BANG--
The operating room door was brutally kicked open. The force was so great, it caused the door to creak under the strain.
"Who's there?"
The woman doctor's arm shook violently, causing the surgical tool she held to drop onto the bed. Her eyes penetrated with a disgruntled irritation caused by interruption threw a no-nonsense glance, but in the next second, her surprised pupils shrunk, "Mu... President Mu?”
President Mu?
Could it be….
Ye Qinghuan hastily opened her eyes, only to unexpectedly meet a pair of chilly, dark eyes.
All one saw was a tall, sleek man in a business suit, striding against the light, radiating a demeanor that made him seem like an aloof king. His heavy footsteps, rapid breathing, and clenched fists, all hinted at the raging fury of this king at the moment.
Obviously, the object of his rage was— Ye, Qing, Huan.
Watching him bearing down upon her, Ye Qinghuan could only lift the corner of her mouth, her clear eyes filled with a hint of relief.
"President Mu..."
The female doctor opened her mouth, wanted to say something.
"Get out!"
Mu Zun’s imposing gaze was locked on the fragile petite figure on the bed, his icy lips spitting out three words, as cold as ice.
"This…"
The female doctor glanced at the woman curled up into a ball and then at Mu Zun, whose whole body was enveloped in a cold air. Like she couldn’t bear this chilling pressure, she scampered away, leaving Ye Qinghuan alone, like a wounded, lonely creature, curling up in fear, yet still summoning the courage to force herself to meet those extremely cold eyes.
"You're here."
Mu Zun stood by the bedside, with eagle-like eyes sweeping over her indifferent face, finally settling on the tray with those brutally terrifying abortion tools.
If he had arrived a minute later, their child would have disappeared from this world.
In an instant, the pressure around his body dropped dramatically!
"Ye Qinghuan!"
Each word he spoke was like a punch, making it feel as though one was in the midst of a frozen snowscape.
Mu Zun suddenly gripped her arm that was on her lower abdomen. With a hard pull, she was like a chick caught in his palm, pressed between the wall and his arms. "Ye Qinghuan, do you really not want to keep my child? Even if it means harming your own body to cut ties with me?"
Ye Qinghuan's throat clenched, desperately enduring the heartbreaking pain from her wrist.
"I thought, you knew."
She recounted calmly, inciting more anger in Mu Zun than sarcasm would.
"Well done, very well done."
Mu Zun's hand holding her wrist trembled almost imperceptibly. His slender Phoenix eyes emitted a cold light, and his slender fingers suddenly exerted force, as if he wished to crush her bones. It was a reflection of his harsh tone, "Ye Qinghuan, it seems I've been too kind to you, so kind that you have even forgotten to behave!"
"Don't want my child then?"
"I'll satisfy you!"
His cold breath sprayed on Ye Qinghuan's side face, while her pretty water-like eyes widened in disbelief.
