My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 407: Bo Yan’s Breakdown: Baby, I’m Scared

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: Bo Yan’s Breakdown: Baby, I’m Scared

Austin: "I’m a bit curious, after Yuran gives birth, how are they planning to handle the subsequent exposure."

Xuan Ze couldn’t fathom it, but judging by Bo Yan’s usual modus operandi, he still made a guess, "Don’t worry, Bo Yan isn’t someone who fears such rumors,

I’m thinking, from the day he got together with Yuran, he almost stopped being afraid, choosing silence now and hiding in the oldest way,

there’s probably only one purpose, and that is to protect Yuran to the greatest extent from any disturbance by rumors."

Duan Chen agreed, "Indeed, there’s that possibility. Forget it, they have a wife and child, everything is satisfying, and our first battle hasn’t even started yet."

The several of them looked at each other, quieted down, and began to work on important matters.

...

On the day Yuran gave birth, a pot of orchids delivered to the house was in full bloom, General Bo was rarely home, and after Yuran ate dinner, she felt a bit of heaviness in her stomach. She didn’t pay it any mind and sat serenely on the sofa eating nuts.

General Bo was still arguing with Mrs. Bo, with the New Year approaching, the household still needed to prepare goods for the festival, and since Yuran was about to give birth, they should celebrate a bit.

General Bo’s opinion was that there was no need for extravagance and waste since it was just the few of them at home, and they couldn’t eat much anyway. Moreover, Grandpa Bo and Grandma Bo were very pleased when they found out Yuran was pregnant.

What mattered to them wasn’t the New Year festive atmosphere, but the new family member that was about to arrive.

Also, Grandpa Bo hoped that everyone would spend the New Year at the big courtyard.

Mrs. Bo finally compromised, and it was at that moment that Yuran suddenly gripped Bo Yan’s sleeve, her face pale.

Bo Yan had been attentive to Yuran the whole time, fearing she would have any discomfort, as her due date was within these few days, and he was on edge every single day.

Almost the moment Yuran touched him, he hurriedly embraced her, "Baby, what’s wrong?"

Yuran was somewhat frightened, as she had never given birth before, and now the pain was unbearable. She clutched his hand tightly, "Xiaoqi, it hurts."

Bo Yan’s face instantly turned paler than hers.

Mrs. Bo, with her experience, noticed Yuran’s lower body was soaked, the amniotic fluid had broken, and she quickly called for Maid Zhang, "Maid Zhang, Maid Zhang, hurry, go find the birthing pack, Bo Yinan, what are you dazing out for, go start the car.

Xiaoqi, quickly carry the baby to the car, hurry up.

I’ll contact your elder brother right away so he can get in touch with Si Er, this really is unexpected, quick, quick, quick, let’s get moving."

Mrs. Bo efficiently arranged everything and they all sprang into action. Bo Yan held Yuran in his arms and got into the car, continuously whispering comforts to her while Yuran bit her lip, her complexion still looking very dreadful.

Mrs. Bo sat in the passenger seat, General Bo drove, and the steward and Maid Zhang followed behind.

She watched Yuran’s condition through the rearview mirror, seeing her face turn ashen, and she too grew anxious, General Bo had not driven himself for a long time.

But the situation was urgent, he couldn’t care about others and drove at top speed.

The private hospital under the Si Family, Si Er had the delivery room and ward arranged, ensuring maximum privacy. As soon as he received the call, he hurried over, had everything ready, and saw the Bo Family rushing in.

A few minutes later, Bo Yan appeared in the corridor, his face even paler than Yuran’s, holding the pale-faced Yuran in his arms.

The doctors and nurses swarmed up, and Bo Yan followed closely, allowing Yuran to hold on to his hand, her nails embedded in his flesh, as if he was numb to the pain.

Naturally, the doctors didn’t dare to let him leave; for these months, at every prenatal check-up, he had been there, and the doctors performing Yuran’s exams were all personally arranged by Si Er.

After the initial shock, there was a faint sense of relief.

However, they wouldn’t dare to spread such confidential news.

Any doctor who was removed from the list of a hospital under the Si Family was considered to have their career ended within the industry.

The word was tight-lipped.

Si Er followed behind, and seeing Bo Yan’s tense appearance, he comforted him, "Don’t be nervous, she can’t give birth for now."

The doctor still needed to check how dilated she was.

During the previous prenatal checkups, the doctor said that natural birth wouldn’t be a problem and the fetal position was very good, but on the day of delivery, complications unexpectedly arose.

Since Yuran entered the delivery room, a full eight hours had passed without the baby being born. Earlier, during the first couple of hours, Yuran could occasionally walk down the corridor with Bo Yan’s support.

To facilitate childbirth.

But as the contractions got stronger, Yuran stopped coming out to walk, waiting to give birth.

However, after eight hours, there was still no sign of her giving birth.

The doctors were also anxious. Si Er made a decision, "We can’t go on like this, what about a cesarean section?"

When he heard ’cesarean section’, Bo Yan’s complexion turned ashen, completely devoid of color. He had been by Yuran’s side the whole time, watching her covered in sweat, listening to her painful groans.

Each glance felt like torture.

Bo Yan’s mother and several brothers from the Bo Family who were present paced anxiously along the corridor; Bo Yan’s mother was no less worried than Bo Yan.

She paced back and forth restlessly in the corridor until the Commander Bo caught hold of her, "Stop walking around. What’s the use of being anxious?"

"How can I not be? She’s so young; I’m afraid she’ll harm her body. I shouldn’t have let them decide on their own, really..."

Commander Bo reassured her, "Isn’t she fine? Haven’t you given birth before? Don’t you know that this happens?"

Bo Yan’s mother: "..."

Bo Qin, as Bo Yan’s elder brother, also came over to comfort his auntie, "Little Auntie, don’t worry, Si Er has arranged the best obstetricians, and with Si Er himself here, there won’t be a problem."

Bo Yan’s mother nodded, "I’m just, heartbroken for her."

Lying on the hospital bed, Yuran was covered in sweat, her eyes fixed on Bo Yan, "Xiaoqi, let’s just do the cesarean. I trust the doctor arranged by Brother Si Er. I’ll be fine; don’t worry."

Bo Yan squatted down, gripping her hand; he had always considered himself to be strong and composed, capable of facing and accepting anything, but he couldn’t stand a bit of uncertainty when it came to Yuran.

"My love, I’m scared."

Yuran’s eyes began to sting, unable to even stroke and comfort his face, her tears flowing like rain, "Xiaoqi, I’ll be okay."

Bo Yan’s face was etched with helplessness and utter terror. She somewhat regretted not alerting Si Er in advance to knock Bo Yan unconscious on the day of her delivery.

Looking at Bo Yan like this now, her heart ached.

Si Er and the others, as outsiders, were shocked beyond belief. They had never seen Bo Yan like this before, it was as if...

As if he had bet his entire being, and if there were even the slightest mishap, he would collapse completely.

Si Er was somewhat worried in his heart, while Yuran, despite the pain, propped herself up on her elbows, lying on the bed, reaching out a hand towards Bo Yan. She managed a faint and shallow smile, "Xiaoqi, hold me."

Bo Yan leaned over, embracing her in his arms. The room was quiet; Yuran whispered in his ear, "Don’t be afraid, okay?"

Bo Yan’s pupils dilated sharply as Yuran planted a kiss on his earlobe, conveying all her emotions, "I still want to be with you, for a long, long time."