Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 715 - 695: Have Another Child?

Seeing her startled, Dr. Xu hurried to reassure, "Mrs. Huo, there’s no need to be too anxious. The fact that the young master carries the pathogenic gene only means there is a chance of the disease occurring, not that it will definitely happen..."

How could she not be anxious?

Even a chance of one-tenth of a percent would be more than she could bear!

During her time as a maid at Disheng, she had seen Huo Zhenyang in the throes of an attack.

It had been during the recovery period after his craniotomy, yet the pain was so severe, not to mention the numerous complications.

It took more than four years of convalescence and more than one surgery to recover.

Even though Zaizai was healthy now, carrying the pathogenic gene was like having a ticking time bomb at all times.

She couldn’t imagine Zaizai one day contracting this disease.

Huo Zhenyang had undergone two major surgeries to narrowly escape disaster.

Not everyone was as lucky as he was, nor did they have the resilience and strong will to endure multiple surgeries.

Like his biological mother, for instance.

She clenched her fists, trying to calm the tumultuous emotions within her, "Is there a way to prevent it?"

Dr. Xu spoke the truth, "Currently in medicine, there is no absolute effective means to prevent the occurrence of a hereditary family disease, however..."

"However, what?" Jiayi felt a glimmer of hope.

Dr. Xu said, "Umbilical cord blood of newborns."

"Umbilical cord blood?"

"We can reserve the newborn’s umbilical cord blood in advance. If the young master’s hereditary disease manifests years later, it could save his life through the cord blood," he explained.

Jiayi had heard of cases in the news where cord blood had cured serious illnesses, but cord blood is usually preserved right after the baby is born.

When Zaizai was born, she didn’t even know who the man was that fathered her child, let alone that Zaizai could have such a hidden genetic disease—there was no chance to store such a thing.

"Zaizai doesn’t have stored umbilical cord blood..." she murmured, her newly kindled hope bursting like a bubble.

Dr. Xu hesitated before adding, "If that’s the case, the cord blood of siblings, if compatible, can also be used."

Jiayi’s eyes widened, "You mean, if I were to have another child, I could keep the cord blood and save it for Zaizai?"

"Exactly."

Jiayi was silent.

Dr. Xu consoled further, "Mrs. Huo, there’s no need to worry. The young master is completely healthy at present, and as for the future, who can say for certain? Many people carry defective genes and live their whole lives without the disease manifesting; it might never occur."

She didn’t speak, her face still pale as if drained of all strength.

Just then, the door to the office opened.

Seeing the figure of the man at the door, Dr. Xu stood up, "The Mayor has arrived."

Dr. Xu, of course, had informed Huo Zhenyang about the test results, likely already discussing it with him over the phone.

Hearing the man’s name, Jiayi abruptly stood up.

Turning around, she saw him standing tall at the door, his deep eyes distant yet gentle as they fell on her.

It was as if his gaze finally triggered her inner vulnerability and anxiety. His arrival made her unable to keep up her strength any longer; her eyes reddened instantly, and she stood up, rushing into his embrace:

"Husband..."

He had never felt her hold him so tightly, smelled the scent of her tears, and sensed the tremors of the petite woman in his arms.

She desperately needed him now, her arms wound tightly around his slim waist like vines, her head buried in his chest.

All her anger, all the cold wars... in this moment, they all vanished into nothingness.

Before he arrived at the hospital, she might have been able to grit her teeth and hold on.

But the moment he appeared, her emotions surged like a tumultuous sea, as if she had finally found a rescue ship in the vast ocean, and there was no reason left to be strong. Her tension and fear came rushing out.

"Good girl." He rubbed her wet hair dampened by nervous sweat and patted her back. He tried to lift her shoulders to raise her up, but he couldn’t stop her from breaking down.

Seeing Jiayi’s emotions getting agitated, Doctor Xu stood up: "Mayor Huo."

Huo Zhenyang ignored Doctor Xu’s words, letting her cry and gently patting her back until her sobbing subsided and she loosened her grip by a few inches. Then, he lifted her chin decisively and firmly:

"My son is not so easily troubled."

These words were like a calming pill, easing Jiayi’s emotions a bit.

Indeed, what was she crying for?

Zaizai is now lively and extremely healthy!

It was just the detection of a genetic defect that might cause illness, not an actual disease! 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Why worry about troubles that may never occur?

The future is uncertain, after all,

Somehow, when Doctor Xu tried to comfort her, she couldn’t take it in.

But now that he was speaking, her emotions had become much more stable.

Realizing her lapse, she tried to step back.

Yet he wrapped his arms around her waist, not letting her go, completely indifferent to Doctor Xu’s presence. He lifted his thumb to her eye corner, wiping away the shiny teardrops, and whispered, "You go out first, let Ade accompany you for a while."

She knew he wanted to ask Doctor Xu about Zaizai’s condition alone. With her nose red from crying, she walked out of the office.

Outside the attending physician’s office, Ade had come with the young master, and was now standing in the corridor. Seeing the young madam with red eyes coming out, he realized that the phone call from Doctor Xu to the young master was indeed serious, and he couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.

Ade sat down with Jiayi and offered a few words of comfort.

Perhaps because he was there, Jiayi’s mood finally settled down a bit, but she still clenched the corner of her clothes tightly, twisting it between her fingers until it was wrinkled and misshapen, without even noticing.

Finally, about half an hour later, Huo Zhenyang came out with Doctor Xu.

Doctor Xu watched Huo Zhenyang leave, then returned to his office.

She sprang to her feet and walked over to him in a few quick steps. Her previously steady heart began to quake again, and she gazed at him intently, eyes brimming with tears, desperately hoping he would tell her she had just heard wrong.

He bent his neck down, his tall and slender figure casting a shadow on the floor, which fell upon her like a massive protective net:

"Doctor Xu also said that just having a pathogenic gene doesn’t mean one will definitely get sick. Zaizai is very healthy right now. There’s no need to worry."

She sniffled, her exhaled breath still somewhat damp, and muttered, "But what if..."

He clasped her hand in reply, his breath calm, his gaze deep and profound as he asserted, "There is no ’what if.’"

His large hand enveloped her small one, transferring warmth to the palm of her hand, which comforted her despite knowing he was just trying to reassure her. Yet, she frowned and suddenly pulled her hand out of his grasp with a hiss.

His face turned grim, and he let go of her hand, only to see a red mark, slightly swollen, on the delicate back of her right hand.

"What happened?"

"I accidentally splashed it with boiling water just now," she murmured.

"Are you made of dead flesh? Don’t you know how to feel pain?" he asked coldly, grabbing her other arm and pulling her towards the nurse’s station, and demanded, "Nurse!"