Chapter 458 - Tong Hua’s Parents
Ye Ling was not very interested in this matter. Shen Qianshu thought for a while and then spoke. “Doctor Yang looks delicate and pretty. Doctor Shen... has a common-looking face. It is difficult to identify him in a crowd of people. Tong Hua really is... extremely blessed. Only his eyes look like Doctor Yang.”
Ye Ling was startled and furrowed his brows slightly. He had a very strange thought in his heart, and his heart palpitations were very fast. It was as if someone had touched a switch on him. A very fast thought, which was too quick for him to catch onto, flashed in his head. He could not catch it on time.
“What are you thinking?” Shen Qianshu asked. It was rare to see him look so lost in thought.
Ye Ling said, “Do you mind talking about back then... the matter regarding the delivery?”
Zhong Ran had given him a report with regards to this matter. He roughly knew about the circumstances. However, he was not clear. It also happened a long time ago, and the staff from the hospital had changed a number of times. As it was a sad matter, Zhong Ran also did not dare to check the details.
After all, Ye Ling was constantly thinking about it for seven years. All along, he felt that his child, who was innocent and carefree, was living in a faraway place. He did not expect that she had long been buried.
Shen Qianshu’s face darkened, and her fingers slightly trembled. This was the past that she was very unwilling to recall. When she thought of it, she felt immense pain in her heart. Back then when she lost her child, she was left with nothing. She had nearly gone crazy.
That was the moment when she was the most down and out, and also the time she felt the most despair.
Ye Ling held her icy cold hands and looked at her with a fixed gaze. Shen Qianshu took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness and pain that were filling up her heart. Master had the right to know what had happened.
She took another deep breath again and looked as if it was difficult for her to speak. She said very slowly, “After I got pregnant, I kept hiding it from Butler Luther. I told him that I had aborted the child. I also knew that he had been sending people to spy on me. Luckily, it was winter in Paris, and I had to put on a lot of clothes. All the way until my sixth month of pregnancy, Butler Luther did not find out. At that time, the language class had just ended. There was still a period of time before school reopened, so I returned back to the country. After returning back to the country, Xiaojuan was working to earn money for the school fees. I squeezed with her together in her rented apartment. During that period, we were very tight financially. I could not bear to let Xiaojuan shoulder the stress, so I went to look for a few odd jobs.
“After I was pregnant, my health had been very good. Doing a few odd jobs did not affect anything. When I was about 9 months pregnant, I bumped into Shen Lin unexpectedly. Not long after, Lin Xuan came and looked for me. We had a dispute, and my tummy knocked into the corner of the table. It was my fault. I only felt a slight pain at that time and thought it did not matter. I was still half a month away from my expected date of delivery. We had worked so hard to get money for the delivery, and I did not bear to go to the hospital. Hence, I held it back. After holding back for a few days, I still delivered prematurely.”
“I had a difficult labor. The child couldn’t come out. Hence, the doctor gave me a cesarean section. When I woke up and wanted to look at the child, he... was already a dead infant. The doctor said that the umbilical cord had gone around his neck. Doctor Shen said that I had overworked myself and that I did not take care of my child. Furthermore, the fetal position was not right. As I did not come to the hospital earlier, the child had suffocated in my womb. It was very hard for me to believe. When I was delivering, I could obviously feel that he was actively moving. However, in the end, regardless of how sad or depressed I was, the child was still gone.”
Ye Ling’s hand slightly tightened, and he held Shen Qianshu’s hand until she felt pain. She lifted her head and looked at him. In that pair of amber eyes which were always icy cold, they reflected a tint of... sorrow. In that instant, Shen Qianshu felt extremely sad. She thought of how she had once blamed Ye Ling for being cold and heartless, as he acted as if nothing had happened. She felt so ashamed and guilty. She bit her lips slightly, not making a sound.
“Why was his heart donated?”