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Chapter 214 She and His Daughter

"Didn't I tell you to keep it from her?"

Ji Jingshen angrily questioned, "You pray that the two of them are alright."

Actually, he blamed himself more. If he hadn't impulsively attacked Cheng Linhao today, none of this would have happened.

Ji Jingshen slapped himself hard across the face.

Blame him.

"Jing Shen, we heard that Qian Yi gave birth prematurely. What exactly happened?"

Song's mother rushed over alone, and was stunned when she saw the clearly visible handprint on Ji Jingshen's face.

"I'm sorry, I acted too impulsively today, which made her worry and caused her to have a premature birth. It's all my fault."

Ji Jingshen remained in a state of self-blame and had not yet recovered.

"Qianyi is still giving birth inside. You can't keep going like this. You need to pull yourself together. You can't collapse first."

Song's father stepped forward and helped Ji Jingshen up, offering words of comfort, as none of them had anticipated such an event.

"Which of you is Song Qianyi's family member?"

"Yes, I am her husband. How is she doing now?"

"The pregnant woman had a natural birth, but she is now exhausted. The doctor wants one of you to go in and talk to her to stimulate her nerves and cheer her up."

Ji Jingshen staggered back two steps, staring at the nurse in shock.

"Wasn't the person perfectly fine when they went in? How come they're suddenly weak?"

There was nothing wrong with the previous check-up.

“Nothing is certain. The data we collected before was only enough to ensure that the pregnant woman was suitable for a natural birth. Now she has no strength left. You need to decide quickly who will come in with me. Otherwise, every second we delay will increase the risk to the pregnant woman.”

Ji Jingshen suddenly looked up and strode forward.

"I'll go in with you."

The nurse nodded and quickly led him to the adjacent sterile room to change into a sterile gown before entering the operating room.

Before entering, Ji Jingshen had done countless mental preparations, but when he actually saw Song Qianyi lying weakly on the delivery bed, looking like she was about to faint, he was still shocked.

My heart was clenched tightly.

"Qianyi".

His voice trembled, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Qianyi, you have to hang in there. We're about to see our baby. After the baby is born, how about I let him manage the company?"

"I was wrong to make you angry today, and I promise that this will never happen again."

"Please hold on and don't fall asleep, okay?"

Song Qianyi opened her eyes in a daze. When she saw Ji Jingshen appear in front of her, she thought he was dreaming. She raised her hand and gently touched him, only to find that it was real.

"Why did you get in?"

Wearing a breathing mask, all the hot breath from speaking was sprayed onto the oxygen mask.

Song Qianyi turned her head away helplessly, not wanting him to see her in such a disheveled state.

"I'll come with you. I'm sorry, let's not have any more children, okay? We'll only have this one child."

Ji Jingshen held her icy fingers, feeling extremely distressed.

Suddenly, she felt a drop of scalding water fall onto the back of her hand. Song Qianyi turned her head in surprise, her eyes widening in shock.

"You cried?"

A weak, feeble voice reached their ears. Ji Jingshen wiped away his tears haphazardly, not caring about his appearance at all.

"As long as you are well and safe, I'm willing to cry every day."

Song Qianyi was amused by his words and felt much better. She wanted to go out with Ji Jingshen, but the man refused to leave and insisted that she stay by his side.

He closed his eyes, trying to hide his ego, thinking that as long as he couldn't see her, he wouldn't know how ferocious her face looked.

Although Ji Jingshen's company improved his spirits considerably, Song Qianyi still spent nearly three hours in the delivery room before the baby cried during childbirth.

Upon hearing her child cry, Song Qianyi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could even look at her child, she fainted.

"Qianyi!"

"Quick! You must save her!"

Ji Jingshen was constantly observing her condition, and the moment he realized she had lost consciousness, he anxiously called for a doctor.

Fortunately, she was just too tired and fell asleep due to postpartum weakness.

"President Ji is a girl."

The doctor carefully carried the child forward. After all, in his mind, wealthy people all wanted a son. Looking at the little girl in his arms, he couldn't help but feel sad for her future.

To his surprise, Ji Jingshen showed no disgust and personally took the child into his arms.

Looking at the face that bore a striking resemblance to Song Qianyi, Ji Jingshen smiled.

This is his and Qianyi's child.

"I will protect you and your daughter well."

Ji Jingshen lowered his head and gently kissed the foreheads of the two children.

Because the baby was premature, he couldn't stay outside for too long. After Ji Jingshen held him for a while, the doctor put him into an incubator.

"My poor granddaughter is so thin and small. I must take good care of her from now on and make sure she is not bullied by others."

Song's mother looked at the tiny bundle in the incubator with heartache.

"Why can't I see Jing Shen?"

After coming out of the operating room, Song Wu didn't see Ji Jingshen. Her face was a little ugly. Ji Jingshen had gone in to accompany her during childbirth. She had heard people say that some men would follow their wives into the operating room to show their love for them, but ever since then, the men had developed a strong aversion to their wives.

Could it be that Ji Jingshen harbored some resentment towards Qianyi after witnessing the bloody scene of childbirth?

However, Song's mother was overthinking it. When they arrived at the ward, they found the man taking meticulous care of Song Qianyi.

"Judging from my brother-in-law's condition, once my sister wakes up, we probably won't even need to hire a nanny. He can take care of her full-time on his own."

Song Qianyu joked.

When Song Qianyi woke up, it was already the next day. She felt much lighter and completely different from her previous cumbersome body.

Before she could even react, her first instinct was to touch her stomach, only to find it completely flat; the baby inside was nowhere to be found.

"Where's my child?"

Song Qianyi sat up worriedly, wanting to get out of bed to find her child, but she lay back down as soon as she moved because of the pain in her stomach wound.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Is your wound painful? I'll have the doctor come and check it right away."

When Ji Jingshen pushed open the door, he saw Song Qianyi lying on the bed with a pale face and her brows furrowed. He thought she had just woken up and was in pain from her wound.

At this moment, Song Qianyi, who was lying in bed, realized that she had just given birth to a daughter yesterday.

He wanted to see his child, but seeing that Ji Jingshen had already gone out to call the doctor, he lay quietly on the bed, waiting for the doctor to finish the examination before speaking.

"Fortunately, the wound didn't reopen. Madam, you must be careful next time."

Ji Jingshen carefully took notes of the precautions beside him.