Fight, Flight, or Fr Chapter 311: Because Of Him

Chapter 311: Because Of Him

The surgery wasn’t the easiest one that I had ever been in on. It felt like sothing that might have been done at the very beginning of the field instead of hundreds of years later, but we got it done.

As I was stitching up the incision, Bin An Sha removed his bloody gloves and his gown and walked over to the pile of blankets that we had placed in a warm corner of the room.

We were grossly underprepared to help give birth, especially in such a trauma inducing matter. Usually, the mother would have been awake the whole ti and would have been able to hold her child for a mont before the nurse took the infant away.

But the mother was passed out, and there was no nurse.

So, the beautiful girl was piled under a bunch of blankets to keep her warm until I was able to give her a bath.

She was one of the most beautiful babies that I had ever seen. Her brown eyes had flickers of gold in them as she blinked up at .

I knew that it was impossible for her to really be able to see ; after all, Bin An Sha had just taken her out of her mother, but the way she was looking at

made

think differently.

"Hello, Beautiful," murmured Bin An Sha as he gently reached forward to pick up the bundle. The baby crooned back at him as if accepting his praise.

"I would call you Princess, but your mother has tarnished that na for ," continued the man as he rocked the baby side to side. "So, you are just going to have to accept Beautiful until your father cos up with a na for you."

Just as he finished talking, a knock ca at the door. "Speak of the devil," I murmured as I finished the last stitch. I even did my best to reduce the scarring, but that wasn’t going to be possible to completely eliminate it.

After all, we had cut through several layers before we got to the fetus, including her abdominals and the womb, and dealt with the over 300 milliliters of blood floor per minute. Most people don’t realize that the blood flow through the arteries is eight tis faster during pregnancy than at any other ti.

I was also the one who had to close up the uterus, the peritoneum, the fascia, and the skin. Which ant that I was the one she was going to be bitching at whenever she looked at her incision.

"Co in," grunted Bin An Sha as I removed my gloves and looked down at the patient. I needed to co up with so type of band-aid for her, or else she could get an infection.

"Is he alive?" asked Zhao Jun Jie as he entered the dical room and looked around. I tried to see it from his point of view with multiple blood soaked clothes littering the floor and a tray of bloodied scalpels just off to the side.

Not to ntion Wu Bai Hee. She was so pale, and her breathing was so shallow that I had initially thought that she wasn’t going to survive the surgery. Especially without an IV or pain dications.

But she did.

More’s the pity.

"He?" asked Bin An Sha, cocking his head to the side as he looked at the man. "You have a daughter."

"A little girl?" breathed Zhao Jun Jie, and I could see the look of awe on his face as he looked down at the bundle in Bin An Sha’s arms. "She’s so small. Are you sure that she is okay? Whatever she needs, tell , and I’ll make sure that you get it. Even if I have to die."

"Then take off your shirt," I replied, lifting an eyebrow in challenge.

Without hesitating for even a second, Zhao Jun Jie whipped off his sweater, revealing a bare chest underneath.

"Go find a chair to sit down in," I sighed, completely defeated. But then again, I was a sucker for a man that was completely wrapped around his daughter’s fingers. I could just imagine how spoiled she would have been if she was born back in normal tis,

The man spun around on his heels and stord into the living room, glaring at Bai Long Qiang. "I need that chair," he grunted.

Bai Long Qiang raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything.

"Oh, just move," I grumbled. "He needs to sit down from so kangaroo care."

My man quickly got out of his seat and offered it to the leader of City A. "What’s kangaroo care?" asked both n at the sa ti.

"It is a thod of holding your child skin-to-skin," I explained as I gently unwrapped the little Darling from the blankets. I had tied a cloth around her to act as a diaper, but it wasn’t going to do much good. As carefully as I could, I supported the infant’s neck and head, pulling her close to my chest as I turned around so that I was facing Zhao Jun Jie.

He looked at , frozen in shock, as I held out the baby to him. "I don’t want to hurt her," he said quietly. "I don’t want to do this wrong."

"You need to do this," I murmured back, understanding his dislike at the idea of waking the baby up. But she was the best baby that I had ever seen, and even if she was awake, I didn’t think that she would make a fuss.

"It will help her both physically and emotionally, increasing the bond between the two of you as well as stabilizing her heart rate, improving her breathing pattern, supporting healthy sleep, and lowering her risk of hypothermia," recited Bin An Sha as I placed the cheek of the baby between Zhao Jun Jie’s chest.

"Gently hold the back of her neck to keep it stabilized. Whenever you hold her, the head has to be stabilized. Her head is just a bit too heavy for her tiny neck right now. Your other hand will go under her bottom."

When he did as I directed him to, I draped one of the blankets over the two of them.

"Don’t worry, you got this," I assured him, my heart softening toward the man in front of . I didn’t expect him to be so close to his daughter this early.

In fact, I thought Wu Bai Hee’s whole insistence on the fact that she was having a son was because of him.