Chapter 918: Chapter 165: Blessings from Four People
Even though the outside had beco a battlefield of chaos, New Asia Hospital remained serene and steady as Mount Tai.
At this mont, countless pairs of eyes were fixated on the hospital, on Li Ya and the child within her womb.
Li Ya, over the past few days, had fallen into a state of extre exhaustion and ntal fatigue, lying in bed with vacant eyes, nearly indistinguishable from a corpse, save for still being able to breathe normally.
A concerned doctor suggested to Mu Yuming to perform a C-section earlier, mainly because the pregnant woman was suffering so much, any alarming symptoms could likely result in two fatalities…
Before Mu Yuming could make a decision, the doctor vanished into the Mortal World.
The suggestion was well-intended, but it’s best not to propose such ideas in the next life.
The true reason Li Ya was in such a state had nothing whatsoever to do with the child in her belly.
Her fear and hysteria stemd mainly from the unknown.
Li Mumu, as a family mber, couldn’t offer any help, suffering through the past few days with particular hardship.
However, finally the awaited day had arrived.
December 25th.
As the chis of Christmas Eve rang, good news ca from the delivery room: the pregnant woman’s water broke!
Everyone who heard this news breathed a sigh of relief.
A new life was about to enter this world, a fate destined to be extraordinary.
Soone had long since paved the way for her future, and all she needed to do was retrace the path of that sage.
Li Mumu, biting into an orange, turned her eyes towards the window.
The night sky was tinged with a layer of dim purple glow.
At this mont, the secrets of heaven were blurred, all Cause and Effect Lines obscured, preventing her from seeing the great ship slowly approaching. Yet she felt a familiar sensation.
“Help…”
Hmm?
Li Mumu tilted her head slightly, nearly thinking she had misheard.
“Help …”
Li Mumu instantly felt a chill run down her spine; she recognized the voice.
Li Lingling?
How could she hear Lingling’s voice?
As Li Lingling’s na surfaced in her mind, mories of this younger sister flooded her heart.
“…In exchange, next ti we et, you must ensure my safety…”
That was the last sentence Li Lingling spoke the last ti they t.
So the next eting…
Li Mumu suddenly realized that the so-called next eting was at Li Lingling’s birth!
She was calling for help? Why?
Who wanted to harm her?
Countless questions whirled in her mind, causing Li Mumu’s head to spin as she steadied herself against the desk, standing up.
“Hey? Where are you going?”
“To the bathroom.”
“Your mom’s water just broke, it will still be a while before she gives birth.”
“I know.”
Despite the conversation being correct, Li Mumu’s heart grew inexplicably uneasy, the plea for help constantly calling out to her, urging her, imploring her to do sothing at this mont.
What could I do? I can’t go in there and give birth for my mom!
Li Mumu ambled distractedly to the delivery room door just in ti to hear the clear cry of a newborn inside.
So soon?
Li Ya was having her second child and wasn’t particularly old, so there weren’t any physical difficulties.
Even so, it was unbelievably smooth.
Mu Yuming, who had been guarding the door, paced excitedly, itching to rush inside.
Hearing the commotion, Shen Qingxi and several others ran downstairs, gathering around Li Mumu, their curious eyes fixed on the delivery room door.
After less than ten minutes, a young nurse opened the door and erged, smiling: “Congratulations, congratulations, mother and daughter are well, seven pounds four ounces, and healthy.”
“Thank you, thank you.”
Mu Yuming hastily handed the prepared red envelope to the nurse, expressing his gratitude fervently.
Pushed out with her newborn, Li Ya had lost consciousness, yet her complexion seed restored significantly.
The tiny baby beside her, like a boiled little monkey, drew exclamations from the young won nearby.
“So ugly!”
Shen Qingxi couldn’t help but purse her lips.
Xia Yubing shot her a glance: “Mind your words, they’re all like this when newly born.”
“Right, right, your mom and sister are both beauties, you’ll definitely grow prettier over ti!”
Shen Qingxi raised her hand solemnly: “In the na of Alpha, I wish you unrivaled beauty and wisdom, making thousands of n fall at your feet!”
“That’s not necessarily a good thing.”
Xia Yubing coldly remarked: “As long as this child lives a life free from illness and disaster, peaceful and joyful, that’s enough.”
Coming from the mouth of a Netherworld spirit, these words indeed carried eerie ghostly vibes.
What are these people plotting? All the good wishes have been uttered already; am I, as the elder sister, supposed to curse her to be killed by a spindle at eighteen?
At this mont, Wendy chid in to join the fun: “Have nothing but health, want nothing but wealth. I wish her economic freedom, personal independence, never having to worry about money in her life.”
Ordinary folks saying such things, it’s all for amusent.
But those present weren’t re mortals; words from their mouths naturally bore mysterious power.
Li Mumu pondered for a mont, deciding to say so good words as well.
But right as the words were on the tip of her tongue, she suddenly froze.
“Alright, stop crowding around here, let’s go back to the ward!”
As she hesitated, the nurse pushing the hospital bed suddenly comnted: “Mr. Mu, please go handle the birth certificate procedures for the baby.”
“Okay, I’ll go right away!”
Mu Yuming paused, then said to Li Mumu: “You take care of your mom, I’ll be right back.”
Li Mumu, who for so unknown reason had stalled earlier, hurriedly nodded, and at that mont, she had a sudden enlightennt, casting her gaze toward the swaddled baby with wrinkled skin.
“No matter what the future holds, at least the blood ties between us won’t change with the passage of ti.”
Ti…
Ti?
With a crisp shout, in the secret room of the tavern, Raffey stared in shock at the beer bottle inexplicably shattered in her hand.
“Sothing went wrong!”
She promptly lifted her head to look at Joe Hongyi, who remained expressionless: “You knew there was going to be an issue, didn’t you?”
“Depends on how you define an issue.”
Joe Hongyi shrugged: “Anyway, I haven’t seen any problems.”
“Nothing went wrong with Jesus’ birth rituals and process, but… Color? Adding color to this ritual, could there be any special aning?”
Raffey’s face twisted with perplexity; she had realized the crux of the problem yet couldn’t think of the answer.
“Behemoth’s Gold, the Purple Flas brought by annihilation, and the attracted Tingdaros… White?”
Muttering to herself for a while, her pupils suddenly contracted to a point.
“Not three colors, but four! Purple, White, Gold, Qing?”
“Just which Jesus is this supposed to be?”
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