"Nanjue..." Listening to the voice from the other end of the phone, Chu Jiaxuan choked and her eyes turned red.

Perceiving Chu Jiaxuan's tone, Pei nanjue said nervously, "what's the matter? What happened? "

"I'm in the hospital now. Will you be finished? Can you come here? " She really wanted him to be with her now, she felt that she was helpless at the moment.

"Are you hurt?" The man's tall body stood up and walked out of the office without hesitation.

Chu Jiaxuan shook her head: "I was not injured. It was Xuanxuan. He was crying all the time. I sent him to the hospital. I was afraid that Xuanxuan would happen. If something happened to him, what should I do?"

"Don't be nervous. He'll be OK. I'll be there right now. You'll wait for me." Pei nanjue opened his mouth calmly. Chu Jiaxuan's heart, which had been in a state of panic, was calmed down.

"OK, I'll wait for you." After that, Chu Jiaxuan hung up the phone and sat down in the chair outside the operating room, waiting for Pei nanjue to arrive.

The corridor was silent and terrifying, with a sombre breath, and the air was filled with a deep smell of disinfected water.

Chu Jiaxuan was sitting on a chair alone. She was eroded by the gloomy breath. She smelled the smell of disinfectant in the air. She was very uncomfortable. She held herself tightly and shrunk herself into a ball, as if only in this way could she feel better.

The waiting time was long. She had only been waiting for 20 minutes, but she felt like she had been waiting for a century.

Pei nanjue rushed to the hospital and ran directly to the operating room. In the distance, he saw Chu Jiaxuan sitting on the bench, holding himself tightly in his hands. He felt helpless all over his body. He quickened his pace and walked over, sat down beside her and held her in his arms.

"Chu Jiaxuan, don't be afraid." Pei nanjue's deep voice rang out, and his eyes were filled with heartache.

Chu Jiaxuan looked up and saw Pei nanjue's beautiful facial features. Her eyes were filled with fever, and her tears, which she had managed to stop, flowed down again.

She thought that she had become strong, and she was no longer the cowardly Chu Jiaxuan before. But now when she heard the voice of Pei nanjue, she still couldn't help weeping, still helpless.

She stretched out her hand and held him tightly around his waist, and his clothes were wet with tears.

"OK, OK, spin will be OK. He has always been very strong. Don't cry." He opened his mouth with heartache, his brows almost invisible, and his hand patted her on the back.

"I'm so scared. I'm afraid of something wrong with him. What should I do if something happens to him?" She had always been sorry for the little guy. When she was born, she didn't accompany him well. Now such things happen again. Chu Jiaxuan's heart has been in a mess.

"No, Xuanxuan has always been very strong. When he was born, he was very weak, but now he's ok?" Baron Pei held her hand tightly and gave her silent comfort.

Their son has always been very strong, and he must be OK. When the baby was born prematurely, he almost couldn't live a few days ago, but in the end he survived, so he believed that he would not have any problems this time.

Chu Jiaxuan leaned against Pei nanjue's arms, staring at the door of the operating room, praying that the little guy would be OK.

The waiting time was hard. After Pei nanjue and Chu Jiaxuan waited in the operating room for two hours, the door that seemed to be the sky finally opened, and Song Ci came out of it.