Chapter 126: The Child Is Gone, the Uterus Was Not Saved

Doctor sighed: "Of course we will do everything to ensure the mother's life safety."

"But under the current circumstances, the bleeding is hard to control; if we don't remove the uterus, the mother will be in life danger."

"Moreover, the fetus is now in a very critical state, severely oxygen‑deprived; even an immediate C‑section would make its chance of survival…"

The doctor shook his head, said no more, but the meaning was already clear.

Liu Wenbin's face turned ashen as he listened to the doctor's verdict, watched his mother and mother‑in‑law argue incessantly, and recalled the glaring blood‑red under Su Yanhua moments ago, nearly collapsing.

Child!

That son he had long awaited might be his only child!

It doesn't matter if Su Yanhua can no longer bear children, but this child must be born!

He jerked his head up, as if clutching the last straw of salvation, his hoarse voice saying to the doctor, "Doctor, sign!"

"I'll sign! As long as the child can be delivered, anything goes! Save the child quickly!"

"Wen Bin!"

Liu Mother opened her mouth, but seeing her son's almost fanatical gaze, she swallowed the words again.

In her heart, the weight of the grandson now far exceeded that of the unliked daughter‑in‑law.

"Liu Wenbin! You are not human!"

Wang Juhua was so angry she trembled, wanted to scold again, but was held back by Su Dazhuang.

Su Dazhuang's face turned ashen; he knew that at this point the signing authority lay with Liu Wenbin, and their protest was useless.

Liu Wenbin trembled as he signed his name on the surgical consent form.

The handwriting was crooked, as if he had used all his strength.

The operating room door closed again, sealing all hope and despair inside.

The hallway fell into death‑like silence, leaving only suppressed sobs and heavy breathing.

Time passed minute by minute, each second feeling especially long.

After an unknown length of time, the operating room door finally opened again.

A nurse emerged holding a swaddled bundle, her face heavy.

"Family…" the nurse's voice was low, "The child was taken out, it's a boy… but… due to severe oxygen deprivation and prematurity, we couldn't save him… Please accept our condolences."

She handed the tiny swaddle to the Liu Wenbin nearest to it.

Liu Wenbin stared blankly at the swaddle, at the tiny infant inside, skin bluish‑purple, motionless, without a trace of life.

He had long awaited, long schemed, even willing to sacrifice Su Yanhua's fertility to keep the son… only to find it was a stillborn!

He seemed to have all his strength drained, his legs went limp, collapsing onto the floor, eyes hollow as if his soul had been pulled out.

Liu Mother let out a harrowing wail, lunged for the swaddle, looked at the lifeless grandson, thumped her chest and stamped her feet, crying out, "My grandson, my great‑grandson! How could you be gone like this! What sin have the Liu family committed!"

Wang Juhua and Su Dazhuang were also stunned; although they had mentally prepared, hearing the definite news still caused a dull pain.

Wang Juhua's legs gave way, collapsing into Su Dazhuang's arms, she sobbed loudly, "My wretched daughter… the child is gone too… what shall we do now…"

Su Yaozu looked at the scene, spat, and muttered, "Damn, how unlucky!"

It was unclear whether he was cursing the Liu family or this ill‑fated destiny.

After the surgery, Su Yanhua remained comatose for a day and night before slowly waking.

As the anesthesia wore off, the deep‑seated agony and emptiness made her snap awake.

She instinctively reached toward her high, swollen abdomen, where now only a thick gauze and unbearable pain remained, the flatness unsettling her.

"Child… where is my child?"

Her voice was hoarse and dry, tinged with incredulous terror.

Standing by the bedside, Wang Juhua's eyes red and swollen as she saw her daughter awaken, the tears she had just held back surged again; she grasped Su Yanhua's hand, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Yanhua… my wretched child, the child… wasn't saved… it was a boy…"

Boy… wasn't saved…

Those words exploded in Su Yanhua's ears like thunder!

She stared wide‑eyed, unable to utter a single word.

All her hopes, her very foundation in the Liu family, all her future fantasies… vanished together with that unborn son!

A massive despair, like cold tide, instantly engulfed her.

She lacked even the strength to cry out, merely staring rigidly at the ceiling, her gaze hollow and terrifying.

Wang Juhua watched her daughter's state, her heart aching like being cut, repeatedly stroking her hand, repeating feeble, pallid comforts.

Wang Juhua, seeing her daughter's dead‑gray heart, couldn't stop the tears: "Yanhua, don't be like this… you're still young, you must take care of your body… Mom knows you're hurting, cry, crying will make you feel a bit better…"

But Su Yanhua seemed not to hear, still staring straight at the ceiling, not blinking an eyelid.

She seemed to have her soul drawn out, leaving only an empty husk.

At that moment, the ward door was gently pushed open, and Liu Wenbin walked in.

He had changed into clean clothes, but his complexion remained gaunt, his gaze evasive, a file bag clenched in his hand.

Seeing Liu Wenbin, Su Yanhua's hollow gaze finally shifted, a faint glimmer flashing.

She thought that after such a tragedy, she would at least feel a hint of guilt, a hint of compassion.

She even pitifully harbored a sliver of hope, hoping he might say a few comforting words, hoping perhaps they could start anew…

Tears finally slipped down her cheek; she choked, mustering her strength to whisper weakly, "Wen Bin… our child… is gone…"

She expected to see his pain, his remorse.

Yet Liu Wenbin stood rigidly at the foot of the bed, averting his gaze from her tear‑filled eyes, placing the file bag on the bedside, his voice dry and icy, devoid of any warmth.

"Su Yanhua, Divorce."

The words made Su Yanhua's eyes snap open, unable to believe what she had heard.

The child's corpse is still warm; she has just walked through the ghost gate, and has forever lost the right to be a mother.

And the man, her husband, said the first thing to her was Divorce?!

Wang Juhua was also stunned, then flew into a rage, sprang up and pointed at Liu Wenbin's nose, scolding, "Liu Wenbin, are you still not a human?"

"Yan Hua just lost the child, her body hasn't recovered properly, and you bring up Divorce! Has a dog eaten your conscience?"

Liu Wenbin's face flashed with a hint of impatience, but more was a cold indifference eager to shed trouble: "Precisely because it has come to this point, there is even less need to continue."

"The child is gone, she can no longer bear children, and our Liu family must not become extinct."

He said it as if it were self‑evident, as if stating a fact unrelated to himself.

"How are we supposed to live like this?" he pointed at the file bag, "I have drafted the Divorce agreement; most of the household savings will go to you, as compensation."

"Just sign it; it's best for everyone."