The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love-Chapter 386: Mourning (2)

Jia stared at the toy medical kit on the ground without a word. She thought about Yang Cheng. She thought about Yang Bingqing. She looked at Mingshen who was pressing onto the toy scalpel in his hand.

"Was that..." tears brimmed her eyes and her vision blurred, "the baby room?"

Mingshen didn’t have to explicitly agree but his silence held his answer that the locked room Yang Bingqing was staring at today was just that. It didn’t bring any change in his expression.

"Dad and I wanted to get rid of that room. The crib is still there. Mom didn’t. So there it is."

A soft gust of wind blew past them and Mingshen leaned back his hands. "Strangely we think that doctors are Gods. But fate is such a piece of shit."

He closed his eyes.

This day was a nightmare every single year. No matter how much they wanted to move on, the loss of their little girl who could have been running around the villa, plagued and haunted them to no end.

"I had thought what was the point of becoming a brother with an almost eighteen years of age difference. It’ll be a generation gap and so I had thoroughly expressed my dissatisfaction regarding Mom and Dad’s family planning. It had earned me a slipper mark across my cheeks and the topic ended there."

He then looked at the ground and tipped his head. "But well I made peace with the fact that I’ll get a minion to rule around along with Bojing. It only remained that crybaby assistant in the end."

Jia thought she had a million things she wanted to say to him but nothing at all at the same time. It occurred to her about the reason Yang Cheng and Mingshen had needed mental counseling in the past which the latter vehemently rejected.

"Why...why..." her voice could barely form any words. Tears slid down her cheeks, thinking about the baby girl buried under the tombstone.

"Why..." Mingshen exhaled a breath.

It felt so distant in the past that he felt he didn’t remember any of it but to his misfortune, he had. He remembered everything and that was the whole tragedy of the family.

"Mom fell down and it became an emergency delivery for her. But Dad and I were away. I was at college when this happened. I immediately rushed back and saw Mom in extreme pain. Bojing and Mingyu were beside her, all pale and frightened."

"Mingyu..?"

Where did I just hear that name...

"The patient in the lab."

She then remembered Bojing saying how Mingyu was a participant of Yang Cheng’s research and frequently visited the Yang mansion.

"I immediately took her to the hospital but her condition was worse than we had expected. It became an emergency cesarean delivery but it also became extremely risky for Mom’s life. The doctors at the hospital back then knew they would encounter a lot of blood loss. They tried to stabilize her situation but none operated on her because the late pregnancy itself brought many complications and now with the fall, it had gotten quite dire. Dad was an expert in such complicated surgeries."

Mingshen stared at his sister’s name with a strange flicker in his eyes.

"He couldn’t come. He was also rushing to the hospital but..." his expression hardened, "an accident had happened in the Zhuo family."

Jia blinked twice.

"Zhuo Syaoran has a weak immune system. His complicated birth left him unable to walk and more prone to sickness. It was the same day when his younger brother called Dad. Zhuo Syaoran had fallen off his wheelchair and off the stairs. He was severely wounded. His already weak body was barely able to handle it."

Mingshen then let out a sardonic chuckle. "And by some twist of fate, Dad was closer to the Zhuo villa than the hospital where Mom was at."

Jia froze. Her heart sank. She could sense where this was heading to but didn’t wish to hear.

"Dad said he had a family medical emergency but Zhuo Zihan begged him. He immediately visited where Dad was and fell on his knees. For a young man who was the son of such a powerful political family, he was literally holding onto Dad’s legs and pleading with him to save his brother. The doctors at the other private hospital didn’t want to take charge of the surgery. One thing wrong and their careers would be wiped off without a trace."

What nonsense!? They have an obligation to save the patient first!

She could feel her blood boiling and her fists trembled.

Mingshen then smiled. "Guess what my Dad did?"

She didn’t answer because she already knew what it was.

He looked up at the blue sky, expressionless. "A doctor’s sense of responsibility and obligation is quite skewed in many ways. One doctor can treat only one patient at a time - the patient that is before him right at that moment. Time and distance played in Zhuo Syaoran’s favor...not in my sister’s."

Tears plopped from her eyes that fell onto her knuckles. She knew where this was going yet she couldn’t help but feel a sense of frustration gripping her all over. She didn’t want to imagine how Mingshen and Yang Bingqing would have felt that day.

"He rushed to Mom as soon as he was done with Zhuo Syaoran’s surgery but it was simply too late. Mom, still in her almost unconscious state, was very clear to Dad that he would save the baby if the choice ever came to that. But Dad never got to make that choice. My sister was already gone when she came out."

At that point, Jia broke down.

How would Yang Cheng have felt holding his stillborn daughter in his hands? Instead of hearing her lively cry, the room would have met with utter silence.

The most renowned and capable doctor was right beside his wife and child yet there was nothing he could do to bring his little girl back.