nucmednet Chapter 987 Big Bug and Little Chicken
Chapter 987 Big Bug and Little Chicken
Jiang Chengyu's consciousness gradually became clear, like the morning light breaking through the thick fog.
He stared at the ceiling above him, his lips moving barely audibly beneath the oxygen mask.
Seeing this, Dr. Liu quickly and carefully removed his oxygen mask, leaned down and asked softly, "Mr. Jiang, what do you want to say?"
"Dr. Liu..." Jiang Chengyu's voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, "How did I end up in the hospital?"
"You were shot in a small supermarket, don't you remember?" Dr. Liu explained patiently.
"How are you feeling now? Is there anything that's particularly uncomfortable?"
Jiang Chengyu was about to shake his head when he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't help but cough lightly.
The pain from the aggravated wound exploded instantly, and he subconsciously furrowed his brow, a fine layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"Little monster, stop talking."
Mu Xiaoji quickly supported his shoulder, her voice full of concern.
"I'll go get some water to help you wet your throat."
He turned around, filled a glass with warm water, moistened a cotton swab, and walked to the bedside.
As soon as he got close, he saw Jiang Chengyu's gaze fixed on his face, his eyes clear and focused, no longer empty as before.
Mu Xiaoji felt a warmth in her heart. She took a cotton swab and gently applied it to his chapped lips, her movements as tender as if she were handling a fragile item.
"Why are you back?" Jiang Chengyu's voice was still hoarse, but with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.
Mu Xiaoji's lips curved into a smile, the worry in her eyes lessening considerably, her tone carrying her usual teasing tone:
"It's all because you're the one who keeps me from having a good time. You came back and personally 'removed' the bullets for me."
Jiang Chengyu's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said softly, "I'm sorry..." He had worried him again and made him go through all this trouble for him.
His gaze never left Mu Xiaoji's face, as if he wanted to make up for everything he had missed recently, with a touch of stubbornness and a touch of cherishing what he had lost and found again.
Mu Xiaoji paused in her movements, met his serious gaze, and felt a surge of emotion welling up inside her, a bittersweet feeling.
He put down the cotton swab, grasped Jiang Chengyu's right hand (which wasn't receiving an IV), and gently stroked the back of his hand with his fingertips:
"Why say all this? Just be well, that's more important than anything else."
Jiang Chengyu stared at him, his eyes unblinking, his heart aching with a bittersweet feeling, yet the corners of his mouth seemed to curve upwards slightly.
Outside the intensive care unit, Teng Zijing and An Ran both breathed a sigh of relief upon witnessing this scene.
Teng Zijing whispered to An Ran, "It seems that President Jiang is really alright."
An Ran smiled and nodded, tears welling up in her eyes—this heart-stopping wait had finally brought a reassuring result.
In the ward, Mu Xiaoji sat by the bed, keeping Jiang Chengyu company and chatting idly.
Dr. Liu tactfully and quietly left the intensive care unit. Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on their clasped hands, warm and comforting.
Jiang Chengyu's voice was soft, still weak from just waking up: "I didn't mean to scare you..."
I just had a really vivid dream; when I woke up, I couldn't tell where reality was.
Mu Xiaoji chuckled, her tone slightly teasing: "What were you dreaming about? You forgot all about me?"
Just as Jiang Chengyu was about to speak, Mu Xiaoji's phone suddenly rang.
He took out his phone and saw the words "Mom Mu" flashing on the screen. He quickly answered, "Mom, what's wrong?"
On the other end of the phone, Mu Huiying spoke rapidly, her voice trembling with anxiety:
"Xiao Ji, where are you now? I haven't seen a soul in days!"
Xiao Yue is about to give birth and is currently in the obstetrics and gynecology department of Renxin Hospital!
Mu Xiaoji suddenly stood up, then softened her tone to soothe him:
"Mom, I'm currently out of town and can't get back anytime soon. Du Wei and Wang Yan are both very experienced gynecologists."
They've always been aware of Xiaoyue's situation; I've explained it to them before. You can rest assured and leave her in their care.
Just as he was about to hang up, he heard Cui Jiani's excited shouts coming from the receiver: "Aunt Mu! Xiao Yue gave birth!"
Mu Huiying's face immediately lit up with joy, her voice filled with excitement: "She gave birth? Quick, let's go see!"
Immediately afterward, the line went dead. Mu Xiaoji held the phone...
She let out a long sigh of relief, and when she turned to look at Jiang Chengyu, she couldn't contain her joy.
He leaned down and placed his hand on Jiang Chengyu's shoulder, his tone carrying an undisguised lightness:
"Little monster, Xiao Yue gave birth!" That joy welled up from the bottom of her heart, filled with pride and warmth for Jiang Chengyu.
Those were Jiang Chengyu's children, and he had two at that, two fraternal twins.
Jiang Chengyu looked at the light in his eyes, but his heart felt blocked by something, filled with mixed feelings and a bitter taste.
He opened his trembling lips, staring intently at Mu Xiaoji, and struggled to utter a few words.
The voice was so soft it was almost inaudible: "Congratulations, Xiao Ji, on the birth of your son."
Mu Xiaoji didn't notice the strangeness in his tone and was still immersed in joy: "When you feel better, let's go back and visit together."
Jiang Chengyu gave a soft "hmm," his eyelids slowly lowering to conceal the complex emotions in his eyes.
The sunlight in the ward was clearly warm, but he felt a chill in his fingertips—it turned out that the scene in his consciousness was not a dream.
Jiang Chengyu's eyelids suddenly felt heavy, his consciousness seemed to be submerged by the tide again, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep again.
Mu Xiaoji found medical staff and carefully transferred him to a VIP ward.
Everything was settled, and the ward returned to quiet, with only the faint sounds of the instruments floating in the air.
At that moment, Teng Zijing and An Ran walked in carrying a bouquet of fresh carnations.
"Master Jing, you've had a long day, go back and rest." Mu Xiaoji stepped forward, her tone filled with gratitude.
"He's alright now, I can stay here and keep watch. I'll need you to keep an eye on the project construction for a while longer, he was seriously injured this time."
After observing him for a week and finding nothing wrong, I plan to take him back to G City to recuperate.
Teng Zijing nodded, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Chengyu, who was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, leave this to me. Let him focus on recovering and don't worry about anything else."
An Ran placed the bouquet on the bedside table; the delicate floral fragrance diluted the slight smell of disinfectant.
She looked at Mu Xiaoji and said softly, "Mr. Mu, please don't overwork yourself. You should take good care of your health. We won't disturb you any longer."
Mu Xiaoji saw them to the door, and Teng Zijing turned back to the security guards standing outside and gave them some instructions:
"Protect General Jiang and General Mu closely, and report any situation immediately."
"Yes, Master Jing!" the security guards replied in unison, their postures as straight as pine trees.
Only then did Teng Zijing put his arm around An Ran's shoulder with peace of mind, and the two walked into the elevator side by side.
The elevator doors slowly closed, temporarily isolating the outside world from their worries and concerns.
Mu Xiaoji stood at the door of the ward, looking at the sleeping person inside, and gently closed the door.
The corridor was quiet, with only the soft light shining on the floor, illuminating his upright figure.
The storm has not completely subsided, but at least for now, those around us are safe and sound.
He raised his hand to press his temples, his eyes revealing an undeniable weariness, yet also a deep resolve—
No matter how many twists and turns lie ahead, he will stay by Jiang Chengyu's side and wait for him to fully recover.
The next morning, the hospital cafeteria was filled with the faint aroma of congee. Mu Xiaoji packed a bowl of red bean eight-treasure congee, her face beaming with an undisguised smile—
The news of Xiaoyue's successful delivery was like a piece of candy, easing the tension that had been building up for days.
He moved briskly through the bustling lobby, stepping into the elevator with light steps, his eyes filled with anticipation for the new life.
Stepping out of the elevator, the corridor leading to the VIP ward was unusually quiet.
Several armed men stood ramrod straight at the entrance, solemn as a wall.
Seeing this scene, Mu Xiaoji felt much more at ease.
He had just reached the bedside when his WeChat notification beeped. He put down the lunchbox he was holding.
Jiang Shuo took out his phone and answered the video call; his big, watery eyes immediately filled the screen.
"Daddy, where's Little Daddy?" Jiang Shuo's voice was clear and bright, with a childlike urgency.
Mu Xiaoji smiled and turned the camera to focus on Jiang Chengyu on the hospital bed:
"I woke up yesterday and said a few words, but I'm probably still weak, so I've been sleeping since last night."
Jiang Shuo's eyes lit up on the screen, and he suddenly said mysteriously, "Dad, I'll show you the big bug and the little chick!"
Mu Xiaoji was stunned for a moment, his expression slightly frozen: "What do you mean by 'big insect' and 'little chick'? Is this how you act as an older brother?"
Jiang Shuo chuckled, the camera shook slightly, and he strode out of the bathroom.
Soon, the scene shifts to a VIP ward – Xiao Yue is resting in bed with two small cribs beside her.
"Where's Grandma?" Mu Xiaoji asked.
Jiang Shuo had already run to the crib and carefully lifted the blanket.
Two adorable little ones immediately appeared in the frame, one sleeping soundly, the other kicking its legs with a scrunched-up face.
"Grandma went to buy baby supplies!" he whispered, leaning closer.
"This is the older brother, I call him Big Bug; that's the younger sister, I call her Little Chick, aren't they cute?"
Looking at the two little lives on the screen, Mu Xiaoji's eyes instantly filled with a gentle smile.
The fatigue of the past few days seemed to melt away with this gentle scene. "It's so cute."
But, will your stepfather be angry if he finds out you call your younger brother and sister that?
He spoke softly, his gaze unconsciously shifting to Jiang Chengyu on the hospital bed.
I thought to myself, "When your condition stabilizes in a week, we'll go back to see them together."
I don't know, you know they were conceived through surrogacy in the way you did, would you do the same thing as me?
Do you want to... beat me to death with a cane?
Jiang Shuo chattered on to the camera for a few more amusing stories about the baby, but seeing that the father was lost in thought,
She said reluctantly, "Dad, take care of yourself while you're taking care of Daddy. I'll wait for you to come back soon. Bye."
Mu Xiaoji nodded, "Take good care of Mom. Dad will be going back in a few days."
"Okay, goodbye Dad!"
After saying that, Mu Xiaoji reluctantly hung up the video call, put away her phone, and leaned down to look at Jiang Chengyu's sleeping face.
She reached out and gently brushed his hair from his forehead, whispering, "Little monster, did you hear that?"
Two little ones have joined the family. We're waiting for you to come home so we can give them nice names.
Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Jiang Chengyu's face, adding a touch of warmth to his pale complexion.
His eyelashes fluttered, as if in response to this tender promise.