My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 662 - 223: Another Son is Born, News_2
Ye Wenting’s own wife had safely given birth to a daughter, so naturally, he hoped that Ke Lian’s wife, whose fate was still unknown, would also safely deliver their third son.
Yes, Du Xixi was expecting another son this time.
Ye’s father and a few others stood in the empty corridor. There was no need to worry about eavesdroppers, so Ye’s father softly said, "It’s not good. Someone poisoned Her Highness, causing her to give birth prematurely, and she also experienced significant bleeding. She was in emergency care for a long time. After she lost consciousness, Lord Ke Xing chose a cesarean section. The baby should be out by now, I guess."
"What!" Ye’s mother and Mo’s mother, both having experienced childbirth, cried out empathetically, clearly distressed by Du Xixi’s situation. They exchanged looks, and Mo’s mother suggested, "Shall we go and see Her Highness now? I heard she has two young children there; they must be terrified."
"Good idea. While Yingying is still resting, let’s hurry over." Ye Wenting nodded, and the group briskly headed toward Du Xixi’s location. On their way, they encountered Chen Yin, who was rushing over, which surprised them even more.
An important meeting was being held at the Imperial Palace today, inviting many high-ranking courtiers to discuss issues related to Ke Lian and the ongoing war with the Insect Clan at the front lines. Generally, such meetings could last several days, yet Chen Yin had rushed over without even changing his clothes, showing his deep concern for Du Xixi.
"Your Majesty!" They intended to greet Chen Yin, but he just waved his hand hastily in response and continued running towards Du Xixi’s room faster than before. Everyone understood Chen Yin’s anxiety and did not find his behavior rude; instead, they followed him to Du Xixi’s room.
In Du Xixi’s room, a small infant was crying, placed beside her hospital bed. The head of obstetrics was there, attending to and examining the newborn.
"Very healthy. Although premature, there are no health issues. With proper care in the future, everything will be fine." The head of obstetrics had personally overseen all of Du Xixi’s checks and surgery. After completing her examination inside the operating room, she began focusing on the newborn now.
Du Xixi lay on the bed face-up, her complexion paler than Mo Ying’s, almost the same shade as the white wall next to her. She turned her head slightly, offering the head of obstetrics a gentle smile, "Thank you for your hard work."
"No need to be polite. Your child is fine, but your health issues are significant!" The head of obstetrics lightly tapped Du Xixi on the head, then instructed Ke Xing and the others beside her, "Xixi needs to supplement her nutrition properly. I will have someone deliver the necessary medicines daily. Make sure to remind her to take them on time."
"Got it! I’ll remember!" Ke Xing, now like an old father taking care of everyone, busily communicated with the head of obstetrics about caring for the mother and inquired if there could be hidden health issues with the premature baby. Meanwhile, Miao Miao brought the two children over and wiped Du Xixi’s slightly sweaty forehead with a handkerchief.
"Miss, is it starting to hurt?" Du Xixi had undergone a cesarean section and was anesthetized; now the anesthetic was wearing off, and the pain from the wound was gradually becoming noticeable. Her fine sweat was due to the pain.
Du Xixi gritted her teeth slightly, feeling a throb on her forehead, but she was quite resilient. After taking a few deep breaths, she thought she could bear the pain and smiled weakly at Miao Miao, "I’m fine."
At this moment, Chen Yin pushed open the door. He had dashed over as fast as he could after getting off the hovercar, arriving out of breath and, somewhat exhausted, knelt down by Du Xixi’s bedside, "Xixi, are you okay? Are you in pain? Brother is here, don’t be afraid."
A sister is always more delicate in front of a doting brother, and Du Xixi was no exception. Although she was glad that Chen Yin had hurried over to see her, she still reproachfully teased him, "Brother, you’re so slow! I thought you weren’t coming!"
Chen Yin quickly discerned that Du Xixi was still in good spirits, allowing him to relax a bit. Supporting himself as he stood up, he plopped onto a nearby chair and retorted, "I ended the meeting early for you, leaving hundreds of people to rush here, and you’re still not satisfied! Crybaby!"
