Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1316 - 1294: Midnight Surgical Evacuation

Ya Chen curled his palm and held her hand tighter, leaning in, his voice low and filled with a sense of security: "I’ll stay by your side."

Just a few words made Chu Xinyue feel much more at ease, allowing him to hold her hand as they entered the hospital room.

She lay on a chaise longue.

Doctor Han gently rolled up her sleeve, revealing skin so delicate and fair that the veins were almost visible. He wiped medical alcohol on her elbow, then tied on a rubber band, and finally took out a syringe and needle from the medical kit.

The liquid in the syringe was pushed into the large needle, and liquid seeped out from the needle’s sharp tip.

She was calm at first, but now a bit anxious; her other hand slid down, groping around as if seeking comfort, and was soon held by Ya Chen.

He could sense her panic and leaned in close to her ear: "It’ll be over in a moment."

"The baby will be fine, won’t it?" she asked, inexplicably flustered.

"Silly girl. It’s just an injection." His thin lips were slightly cold, yet his breath was warm as he reassured her.

She exhaled a breath of relief and finally smiled pleasantly. Yes, what was she so nervous about? It was just an injection.

He was just as nervous about the baby as she was now. Would he harm the baby?

"Close your eyes and count for ten seconds." His gentle, low voice coaxed her.

She obediently complied, trusting him as she held his hand, closed her eyes, like a brave little soldier unafraid of the needle.

Ya Chen felt her body relax a lot, and his face barely moved. The earlier tenderness receded like a tide, replaced by darkness and somberness that blended with the cool, newborn moonlight outside the window:

"Doctor Han."

The tone was crisp and resolute.

Doctor Han took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and finally, lifted Chu Xinyue’s delicate wrist and gradually pushed the liquid from the syringe into her.

...

One minute, three minutes, five minutes, ten minutes.

The woman on the chaise longue was lying with her eyelashes closed, like a sleeping sweet doll, her lips even carrying a serene soft smile from just before she fell asleep.

Doctor Han’s Adam’s apple moved: "Your Highness. Xinyue has already gone to sleep."

Ya Chen gently laid down her sleeve and lifted his hand.

A maid quickly pushed a wheelchair in and handed over a windbreaker.

He draped the windbreaker over her soft body, carefully buttoning it up, then stood expressionlessly.

"Is everything ready."

"Yes. The operating room, doctors, are all on standby, and the car downstairs is ready."

"Go."

He threw out those last two words and walked away toward the door with a bleak silhouette.

Doctor Han watched the man’s cold back, couldn’t help taking a deep breath.

**

Pain.

A tearing kind of pain.

As if a big knife had split the body in two.

Not sure if this is a dream.

If it’s a dream, it’s too real and terrifying.

Chu Xinyue tried repeatedly to struggle up, to escape the pain, but her body felt sealed from head to toe, numb, unable to wake up.

In her ear, there seemed to be the tender cries of a baby...

"Baby—"

She felt someone with a knife, opening her up, taking her baby, screamed but found herself unable to utter a word. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Baby, don’t be afraid... Mommy will protect you, and Daddy..." she cried as she reassured.

But the baby kept crying.

Until she felt her body ease, something pulled away alive from inside her!

At this moment, the baby’s tender cries ceased.

She knew, the baby had completely left her.

Consciousness, in an instant, was lost...

**

Ya Qianhuai heard late at night that Chu Xinyue had been taken to the hospital for surgery, shocked beyond belief, his sleep instantly vanished as he changed clothes and rushed with butler Pei overnight to the hospital.

This was the private noble hospital in Nanga exclusively for Royal Family members and high aristocracy.

The Royal knight screeched to a halt outside the stark white hospital building under the desolate night sky.

The royal guards opened the car door, and Ya Qianhuai, drenched in sweat, rushed desperately towards the operating room.

The butler who had accompanied him for many years had never seen him so out of control.

It wasn’t just Ya Qianhuai, the butler himself had not yet come to his senses.

On the way in, it was evident the entire hospital had been cleared in advance, silent and empty, with only the most professional medical staff in the country, no other personnel.

So quiet, not only because the surgery was at night, but also because—

The person undergoing the surgery, was the wife of the esteemed crown prince.

And this surgery was not to be known by outsiders.

When Ya Qianhuai arrived, panting heavily, the light above the operating room had already gone out.

A tall silhouette leaned against the wall in the corridor, head hung, without the company of guards, only Doctor Han by his side.

Ya Qianhuai rushed over, delivering a slap to Ya Chen’s calm and indifferent face!

"Smack!"

A crisp, piercing sound echoed down the hall!

"Ungrateful son! Why, why didn’t you tell me such a big thing as Xinyue’s pregnancy? The child? Butler Pei, go into the operating room and stop the surgery!" Ya Qianhuai was so angry his face turned red.

Doctor Han and butler Pei quickly stepped forward, one pulling aside the father, the other the son, to prevent the conflict from escalating!

Ya Chen, however, shook off Doctor Han’s grip, raised his elbow, casually wiped away the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "It’s too late. The surgery is over; she’s already been taken to the ward."

The tone was so calm.

So calm as if he had just crushed an ant rather than killed his own flesh and blood with his hands.

Ya Qianhuai’s eyes widened, his body sagged, fortunately supported by the butler Pei, then his teeth ground loudly again, preparing to raise his hand for another slap towards his son, but was stopped by the butler, advising: "This is a public place..."

Ultimately, Ya Qianhuai did not act, but was still saddened by the loss of a grandson he had not even seen: "That was your flesh and blood! Why..."

He had never imagined Xinyue would be pregnant, if he had known earlier, he would never have let his son make her abort!

Ya Chen did not answer, holding the metal cane, walked straight out of the hospital, the usual upright silhouette somewhat staggering.

Doctor Han wanted to follow.

Ya Chen heard Doctor Han’s footsteps, waved his hand.

Doctor Han understood he was to stay and take care of Xinyue, ultimately, his steps halted.

Ya Qianhuai was still in a state of agitation, glaring angrily at his son’s back.

Doctor Han advised: "Your Majesty, please do not blame the crown prince."

Ya Qianhuai’s heart ached when thinking of the grandson who had just been aborted: "If I don’t blame him, who should I blame? Xinyue’s pregnancy was such a big deal, he hid it from me, and just decided to abort! And you, you are Xinyue’s attending cardiologist, such a big event as her pregnancy, you didn’t tell me, conspired with him to hide it from me, do you think you can escape responsibility, you’ll see, I’ll settle this with you later! What is he thinking? Even if he doesn’t like Xinyue, does it have to come to this! That was his child, his flesh and blood! Has he gone mad!"