Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 201: Inherited from the Father_1

Chapter 201: Chapter 201: Inherited from the Father_1

Su Ran felt a rush of self-reproach, how could there be nothing wrong, just the look on her face told it all!

It was all his fault, he was too anxious, too careless!

If only he had given the miss more time to adjust, not rushed her back home so swiftly, she wouldn’t have suffered emotional upheavals due to the sudden changes, which led to a threatened miscarriage!

About another hour passed, and finally the door to the emergency room opened!

Su Ran immediately assisted Su Qinglong to his feet to greet them—

"How’s my granddaughter doing?" Su Qinglong asked loudly from a distance as he approached the group of doctors pushing Su Wanxia out.

Grandfather Su, solely focused on his precious granddaughter, seemed to forget that she had been admitted because of the little one in her womb.

"Fortunate... the baby has been saved, but she lost too much blood and is very weak. She needs to be on bed rest for nearly a month, keep her emotions stable, and avoid any agitation. Being happy every day is good for both her and the baby..."

"That’s great, my dear granddaughter is finally safe!" Su Qinglong looked at the face that was the spitting image of Su Wanxia’s mother and couldn’t help feeling emotional.

"Foster father! Does the miss need to recuperate at home or stay in the hospital?" Su Ran, noticing that Su Qinglong’s complexion had improved significantly, couldn’t help but ask.

Su Qinglong’s face stiffened for a brief moment before returning to normal.

"Home! What’s the point in staying in this hospital, do the medical staff at home just sit around doing nothing?"

Everyone couldn’t help but roll their eyes. That’s what they call burning the bridge after crossing it...

In fact, they didn’t know the real thoughts within Grandpa Su’s blustering demeanor.

Ever since his son and daughter-in-law passed away over twenty years ago, he had harbored a distaste for the word "hospital." If it weren’t for Su Wanxia, he would never set foot in one.

His daughter-in-law died in the hospital due to complications during childbirth, and though his son was in a car accident, he rushed to the scene and, still hopeful, took his son to the hospital for emergency treatment, only to face the cruel outcome.

Since then, the hospital had become the last place he wanted to tread...

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Inside a villa belonging to the Mu Family, the lights were bright, making it look just like the residence of any wealthy family from the outside.

But if you were to step inside, you would be left speechless.

At this moment, all the curtains on the top floor of the villa were drawn, leaving no excess walls or decorative items inside. It was simply a large square space.

This space was filled with medical equipment, and at a glance, every single machine was top-of-the-line and cutting-edge!

In the center was an operating table, illuminated brighter than any other corner, dazzlingly bright, heart-poundingly bright!

Several doctors, dressed in white coats with their faces and heads completely covered, were operating with the utmost care and precision.

The handsome man lying on the operating table had his eyes closed, his complexion pale, and his expression was so calm it was without a single ripple, as if he were already dead.

On the ground floor of the villa, Mu’s mother had fainted several times already.

She slowly opened her eyes on the sofa, and the people around immediately gathered around.

"Great Aunt, you’re finally awake—"

Upon seeing Mu Feng in front of her, Mu’s mother suddenly grabbed his arm, her face full of urgency: "Second Uncle, has Yingchen come out yet?"

Mu Feng’s already furrowed brows deepened as he shook his head, "Not yet..."

Mother Mu immediately burst into tears again, "It’s been a whole day, why hasn’t he come out yet..."

"Auntie, what... what happened to my brother?" Mu Feng’s face was filled with confusion and worry. He didn’t understand why, as soon as his older brother collapsed, Auntie and the butler’s faces changed drastically.

And after they returned, they wheeled his brother in and never came back out. He didn’t know what was happening inside and what they were doing. He was truly puzzled and concerned.

Mother Mu’s already haggard face grew even more worried. She silently wiped her tears, her voice choked with sorrow, "Yingchen he—he has congenital heart disease..."

Having said that, she broke down in tears again—

Mu Feng’s eyes widened in shock. Congenital heart disease? How could this be? Why had he never heard his older brother mention it? And besides, his brother never seemed like someone who had heart disease.

Congenital? Hereditary?

Then—

He frowned and glanced at Mother Mu, who was sobbing uncontrollably, and a shock went through his heart!

No wonder since his birth, he had never seen his older brother’s father, and nobody ever mentioned anything about him. Could it be that his older brother’s congenital heart disease was inherited from their father?

With this thought, he couldn’t help but worry. Seeing Auntie’s demeanor, he feared that his older brother’s condition was very serious!

Another arduous two hours passed before the inner elevator doors suddenly pinged and opened.

Mother Mu immediately stood up from the sofa, her steps faltering as she approached the group emerging from the elevator.

She uncontrollably grabbed the person in front, "Wen Bin... was the surgery very successful? Is Yingchen alright now? Ah? Please tell me—"

Nobody knew how frightened and panicked she was. She was terrified that her son, like his father, would suddenly be taken away from her.

"Madam, please be assured, the surgery was a success!"

That one sentence allowed everyone’s hearts to finally settle down, and the atmosphere was no longer as tense and oppressive as before.

"All of you can go back first..." The butler removed his mask and whispered instructions to the other medical staff.

"Yes..."

"Young Master Feng, have you sent a message to the master..." The butler looked toward Mu Feng, who was standing aside.

Mu Feng nodded, "I’ve sent it. He should arrive by tomorrow!"

"Hmm... If there’s nothing else, all of you can go back and rest as well..."

"Okay, then we will head back first. Auntie, you also take care of yourself—"

Mother Mu nodded silently at them.

After everyone had left, the butler, along with Mother Mu, an assistant, and a well-behaved little maid who was supporting Mother Mu, went to the third floor of the villa.

Looking through the glass window at Mu Yingchen lying in the hospital bed, his body pierced with needles, Mother Mu’s heart felt as if it were being cut, and she wept uncontrollably.

The butler heaved a long sigh and said softly, "Although the surgery was successful, recovery and convalescence will also be crucial. Luckily, the young master’s congenital heart disease was mild. Otherwise, given the severity of his previous episodes, the risk would have been very high..."

Mother Mu looked at Mu Yingchen lying on the hospital bed, lifeless and pale, and murmured, "Wen Bin, did I do something wrong? Have I been wrong all along..."