“Don’t worry, Old Master… Chu He will be fine…” Butler Fu sat beside him and comforted him.

However, Gu Jinglian refused to listen. He lowered his head, gripping his own arms, and waited in silence. Every second was excruciating. There were times when he was tempted to break through the emergency room door to find out what was going on.

Surely nothing has gone wrong?!

He was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions completely if anything were to happen to her. And if Butler Fu hadn’t stopped him, he might have rushed in.

He did not know how long he had been waiting. The sky was brightening, the emergency room door remained shut. There was no news.

Butler Fu’s heart ached when he saw how tortured the man was. He had never seen his old master lose his composure this way…

However, at the moment, there seemed to be no other way except to wait.

Gu Jinglian sat quietly on the bench, his body as stiff as a rock. He could almost hear the blood flowing through his veins.

Whoosh—

Whoosh—

In no time, it was morning.

Gu Jinglian heard some commotion and looked up sharply. The emergency room door flew open. He shot to his feet and rushed over to grab the nurse. “How is she?” he asked, his eyes blazing.

The nurse was startled by the dark figure that had rushed toward her. A chill swept over her. She shivered and asked, “Are you the patient’s family member?”

“Yes!”

“Oh, don’t worry… we’ll do our best. We’ll do our best!”

As the nurse spoke, she hurried away. Soon, she returned to the operating theater with surgical tools and the door closed behind her again.

Gu Jinglian frowned, confused. What did she mean by “doing our best”?!

Were there lives in danger?! He didn’t dare think about it.

It wasn’t until noon that the doors to the operating theater finally opened again.

Gu Jinglian jumped to his feet when he saw the doctors and nurses walking out. When they saw him, a smile appeared on the doctor’s tired face and he said in a comforting tone, “Congratulations, mother and babies are safe!”

Butler Fu stood up in surprise. Gu Jinglian did not react for a few seconds. When he realized that the doctor had said “safe” his face froze for a few seconds before he felt a sense of relief wash over him.

“Where are they!?”

“C-section. The anesthesia hasn’t worn off. She’s passed out from exhaustion. She’ll regain consciousness after she gets some nutrients.”

“Well then…”

Gu Jinglian was about to ask when he heard the faint sound of a baby crying inside the operating theater.

“Wahhhhhh…!” It was tender but full of vitality!

“A boy and a girl. They are premature, but they’re both healthy. Their vital signs are stable. The boy weighs six pounds, and the girl weighs five pounds seven!”

When Butler Fu heard this, his face flushed with excitement. He said to Gu Jinglian, “Congratulations, Old Master. Mother and children are safe! Oh, I’m so relieved!”

Almost immediately, Chu He was wheeled out. Two nurses, each carrying a child, emerged too.

However, Gu Jinglian was not in the mood to care about the two babies. Instead, he walked nervously to the trolley bed to check on Chu He. She seemed to be asleep, but also unconscious. Exhausted, as the doctor had said. She hadn’t woken up yet.

Gu Jinglian’s heart ached as he reached out. She was drenched in perspiration and her messy hair was plastered to her face. He tucked her messy hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead.