Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1317 - 1295: The Child... Is Intact

Doctor Han wasn’t afraid of being scolded by Ya Qianhuai, he couldn’t help but say, "That’s right, the Prince is crazy, he’s almost obsessed with what he’s doing for Xinyue."

Butler Pei frowned, "Doctor Han, clarify your words."

"The Prince arranged for Xinyue to have an abortion. Not only because her body isn’t fit for pregnancy, but also because a heart suitable for Xinyue has been found, and the match is successful. The surgery can happen soon. If Xinyue had to choose, she’d give up the surgery to keep the child, and who knows when the next chance would come. Maybe... she’d never get another chance, so the Prince made the decision for her, to give up this child."

Ya Qianhuai was silent for a long time.

Butler Pei, however, had a moment of insight and said in surprise, "So, the Princess didn’t know beforehand? ...She was directly sent to the abortion table by the Prince?"

How will Chu Xinyue face His Highness when she wakes up?

Doctor Han didn’t speak, just sighed heavily.

*

Ya Family, garden.

The night was peaceful, clouds floating, tonight as calm as usual, as if nothing had happened.

The knight stopped, the guard opened the car door, and saw the Prince walking towards the garden. He wanted to follow but heard his quiet voice drifting over: "Let me be alone."

The voice and action were chillingly calm, not at all like the reaction of someone who just sent his wife for an abortion.

The loyal guard stopped, watching him walk alone down the path into the garden.

Under the desolate night sky, Ya Chen groped his way to the sapling of the Acacia tree.

This woman had always treated the Acacia tree, which almost didn’t survive, as the unborn baby.

She even dreamed of letting the baby grow up with the Acacia tree, playing under it, swinging...

From tonight on, none of what she fantasized about would come true.

He bent down, gently touching the slender trunk of the Acacia tree like a baby’s.

Just like when he gently stroked her this evening.

"You must hate Daddy, right?"

The tender branches and leaves of the sapling swayed gently in the night wind, like a well-behaved child standing in front of his dad.

"Just hate me, okay? Don’t blame Mommy."

His noble and graceful body, which never bowed to anyone, slowly knelt down by the Acacia tree, clenched fists bulging with veins, deep, lusterless eyes were bloodshot, and hot tears flowed out.

**

In a room as quiet as a grave.

Chu Xinyue leaned on the hospital bed, her pale face void of any color, the slight bulge in her abdomen gone, now flat again.

The lingering, tearing pain kept returning after the anesthesia subsided.

All of it proved the child was gone.

Upon waking, when the nurse came to change her dressing and told her she’d just had an abortion, she didn’t believe it at first.

Slowly, she finally came to her senses.

Abortion surgery...

...Abortion surgery...

All his attentiveness, gentleness, and comfort were to make her willingly give up and have the abortion.

She was so foolish to believe him, to think he wouldn’t force her into surgery, tricked onto the operating table by him.

The baby who had accompanied her for three months was gone.

After waking, she stayed in the hospital for two days.

He hadn’t shown up. It was Doctor Han taking care of her.

The door creaked open, and Doctor Han walked in.

"Xinyue, how do you feel today? Any discomfort?"

He looked at Chu Xinyue worriedly, but got no response from her.

She hadn’t spoken for two days since waking, hadn’t cried or made a scene, but also didn’t eat or drink, just sat on the bed hugging her knees.

He knew, at this moment, she was facing a very tough hurdle.

The pain of losing a child, piercing to the bone. Especially since it was her beloved husband who sent her to the operating table.

But no matter how hard, she had to get past it.

Very soon, there’s a heart transplant waiting for her, she can’t break down, she needs to get her body healthy.

Doctor Han sighed, about to turn and leave her to calm down, but then he heard a voice.

"Doctor Han." Her throat long unused, was hoarse when she spoke.

Doctor Han was surprised she finally spoke, "Xinyue—"

"Could you give me another shot... the kind that won’t let me wake up again."

Doctor Han was stunned, gritted his teeth, "Xinyue, I know you’re in pain right now, but don’t say things like that, okay? Trust me, the Prince, and I, we’ll be with you through this. If you want, I’ll call the Prince to come immediately."

At the mention of "the Prince," she jerked as if scorched by a spark, and reflexively covered her ears in terror, face twisting, letting out a low, sharp scream:

"No... don’t let him come... don’t!"

Doctor Han rushed to hold her, "Okay, okay, I won’t make the call! I won’t let him come!"

She kept panting heavily, her chest heaving up and down, as if a demon was right before her.

Doctor Han comforted her for quite a while before calming her down, and softly said, "Xinyue, it’s all for your own good... and, did you know? Another heart suitable for you has been matched. Once you recover, you can have the surgery. This time the success rate is very high, everything is prepared, including the blood supply. Once the surgery succeeds, you could be as healthy as anyone else. Then, it won’t be too late to have another child..."

He dared not mention the Prince again, for fear of provoking her, only dared to use "he" to refer to him.

"So he did it to get me to have a heart transplant, he killed the baby, is that it." She wasn’t moved, only filled with hatred for him, her eyes reddening gradually, full of despair, gritting her teeth, "Why did he make decisions for me? Why! I won’t do it, let anyone who wants to do it do it! I won’t have that surgery! Let me die, I’ll die with the baby!"

Doctor Han gritted his teeth and said, "Xinyue, it’s because the Prince knew you wouldn’t give up the child for the surgery, he made the decision for you, swiftly and decisively! You can’t let this child die in vain! This child sacrificed its life for its mother, would you waste it like this? To not let down this child, you must do it!"

These words finally brought back her will.

She burst into tears, wailing, "Doctor Han, where’s the baby! Let me see it!"

Seeing her emotionally near collapse, Doctor Han didn’t dare let her see the baby’s body, gently patting her back, "The child... is intact. It didn’t suffer much."

Her heart felt as if stabbed deeply, tears gushing out uncontrollably.

Doctor Han made a tough call, quietly injecting a prepped sedative into her waist, for now, sleeping would do her good.

She cried until her eyelids grew heavy and eventually fell into a drowsy sleep.

Doctor Han laid her down on the bed, sighed, shut the door, and left.