Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 350; Hospitalization 11

Yu Shou tilted her head, considering. "I wouldn’t say *nothing.* She did successfully birth me into this realm. That was necessary. Without her sacrifice, I couldn’t have manifested. So in a sense, her choice had meaning."

"That’s not....." Shuyin pressed her hands to her face. "That’s not the same thing."

Lu Yuze, still processing all of this, finally found his voice.

"The hospital," he said quietly. "The Lu family. Lin Feng and Madam Chen. They’re all looking for the baby right now. They’re tearing the hospital apart trying to find him."

He looked at Yu Shou.

"They don’t know you’re not a baby anymore. They think you were kidnapped. Stolen. There’s a Code Pink lockdown happening right now across the entire building."

Yu Shou’s expression didn’t change. "I am aware. I felt their distress as I traveled here. But there’s nothing I can do about that. I needed to reach Shuyin. That was my priority."

Lu Yuze spoke up, his voice harder now. "Lin Yueling is dying because she thought she was saving her child. And you’re saying none of that matters because you needed to find Shuyin?"

"Yes," Yu Shou said simply. "My duty is to the Celestial Queen. Everything else is secondary."

The bluntness of it was almost shocking. What kind of fate was this?

Shuyin looked up at her guardian, this strange, ancient being wearing the face of a teenage girl, speaking with absolute certainty about duties and thrones and destinies truly shocked her.

"They’re going to be devastated," Shuyin whispered. "Lin Yueling. Madam Chen. Lin Feng. Even the Lu family, was expecting a baby. An heir. Lu Zeyan’s only child. Now the man had regressed and the baby is lost.... Hehe..."

She met Yu Shou’s jade eyes.

"And instead they get... nothing. No baby. No heir. Just an empty incubator and questions no one can answer."

Yu Shou’s expression softened, just barely.

"I did not choose this lightly," she said quietly. "I searched across realms for the optimal path to reach you. Your stepsister’s pregnancy was the strongest connection available. But if I could have chosen a method that caused less pain, less loss....."

She paused.

"I would have. But I couldn’t. And my duty to you outweighs their grief."

The words hung heavy in the air.

Shuyin felt sick.

Not because Yu Shou was wrong, necessarily.

But because she was *right.*

In the cosmic calculus of guardians and thrones and ancient wars, in the mathematics of duty and destiny, Lin Yueling’s life, the Lu family’s grief, the Lin family’s devastation...

It didn’t matter.

Not really.

Not compared to whatever Shuyin was apparently meant to become.

"All right..." Shuyin exhaled, letting her hands fall from her face. "Nothing can be done about it now. What’s done is done."

She looked at Yu Shou with new understanding, and a dark sort of satisfaction.

"You know what? The gods must be mocking Lin Yueling. Karma caught up to her so fast."

Lu Yuze glanced at her, recognising that cold, detached tone.

"She betrayed me first," Shuyin continued, her voice matter-of-fact. "Got pregnant with the man I was engaged to marry. The night before our wedding, no less, the man had to cancel the wedding. And now?" She spread her hands. "Now she’s dying for a baby that doesn’t actually exist. The heir she thought would secure her future with the Lu family is just... gone."

She shook her head, something like wonder in her expression.

"That’s not tragedy. That’s justice delivered comically."

Yu Shou watched her with quiet approval in those jade eyes.

"Sigh..." Shuyin finally let it go, composing herself. "But dwelling on it won’t change anything. What’s done is done."

Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupted the heavy silence that had settled over the room following Yu Shou’s revelations.

All three turned as the door opened to reveal Dr. Zhou, the private hospital’s lead physician. He stepped inside with the calm, measured movements of someone accustomed to entering rooms filled with tension and worry. His gaze swept over the occupants, lingering for just a fraction of a second on Yu Shou’s unfamiliar face before his professional mask smoothly slid into place, betraying nothing of his curiosity.

"Miss Shuyin, Mr. Lu," he said, his voice carrying the practiced smoothness of a man who’d delivered both good news and devastating diagnoses countless times. "I wanted to check on our patients and provide an update."

He moved to Shuyin’s mother’s bedside first, his hands already reaching for the monitors with practiced ease. He examined the IV lines with careful attention, checked the flow rates, and then gently lifted the older woman’s eyelids to check pupil response with a small penlight. The unconscious woman didn’t stir, her breathing remaining deep and even under the influence of Shuyin’s sleeping spell, though Dr. Morrison had no way of knowing the true nature of her sedation.

"The sedation is holding steady," he reported, making mental notes even as his eyes continued scanning the various monitors. "Vital signs are stable. Heart rate consistent, blood pressure within acceptable ranges for someone in her condition. The malnutrition and dehydration are responding well to treatment." He gestured to the IV bags hanging beside the bed. "Given another day or two of rest and IV nutrition, she should be strong enough to wake safely without risk of shock to her system."

"And Qiao?" Shuyin asked, her voice steadier now, the shock of Yu Shou’s revelation temporarily pushed aside by more immediate practical concerns.

Dr. Zhou moved to the second bed, performing similar checks with the same methodical thoroughness. His fingers found Qiao’s pulse at her wrist, counting beats while his eyes tracked the monitor displays. "Similar condition, though less severe due to shorter captivity duration," he observed, his tone clinical but not unkind. "She’s actually recovering faster than expected, which is encouraging. Her body is responding well to treatment." He pulled out a tablet from his coat pocket and made several quick notations with a stylus. "Both patients are out of immediate danger. Barring any unforeseen complications, I expect full recovery for both, though the psychological impact may take considerably longer to address."