Chapter 158: Do You Still Remember When We Were Young?

Jiang Cheng's responses to his wife were usually perfunctory, especially at night.

If Si Rong was thirsty, hungry, or ordered him to fetch something, he would generally just say "okay" first.

This time was no exception; having worked overtime for several days in a row, he subconsciously said, "Okay, then let's have it."

Si Rong:...

The moment the word "have" left his lips, Jiang Cheng was instantly jolted awake.

His whole person became clear-headed in an instant; the man who was usually orderly when commanding fighter jets was now a bit bewildered.

"Go to the hospital to give birth, you can't give birth at home. I'll put your clothes on first, then your shoes."

Si Rong's nervousness at this moment was no less than his; she had always been afraid of pain, and in this short while, her back was already soaked with sweat.

Originally, when her mother-in-law asked her yesterday during the day if she should call her own mother when she went into labor, Si Rong had said that if it were during the day, she would call, but if it were at night, she wouldn't let their elderly elders run around.

But now, she suddenly wanted to see her mother very much, the woman who had brought her into this world in the first place.

"Jiang Cheng, I need to call Mom."

Otherwise, she would still feel uneasy.

"Alright, I'll make the call." Jiang Cheng knelt on one knee to help her put on her shoes, then trotted off to call the Si Family.

The call was answered by Father Si, who, upon hearing that Si Rong was about to give birth, called for Mother Si.

After clarifying Si Rong's symptoms, Mother Si told her not to be afraid.

"Listen to Mom, your water has likely broken. Now have Jiang Cheng carry you horizontally to the hospital; don't walk. Mom is going to the hospital now."

"Okay." Thinking that she would be able to see her mother soon, Si Rong didn't feel as afraid anymore.

When Jiang Cheng carried Si Rong downstairs, the whole family was already up.

Wang Ma had prepared the things that Si Rong and the baby might need at the hospital, and Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, along with Jiang Yu and Xu Yan, were all up.

The family drove two cars toward the hospital where a room had already been reserved.

In the middle of the night at the hospital, the nurse looked at this bustling crowd of people, "Are you all the patient's family?"

A rough glance showed there were over a dozen people.

"Yes, my wife is about to give birth, hurry up and call a doctor over!" Jiang Cheng said while holding Si Rong horizontally.

Thus, the nurse knew that this expectant mother could not be neglected; she was likely a precious treasure at home.

As an obstetrician, sometimes one only needs to take one look at the family of a woman about to give birth to roughly guess whether that woman lives a happy life.

What she remembered most deeply was a woman who came to give birth by herself in the middle of the night, leading a child.

While the woman was giving birth in the operating room, the child she brought sat quietly alone on the floor at the entrance waiting.

In short, compared to the spectacle of this woman giving birth tonight, it was simply like heaven and earth.

The night-shift nurses and doctors brought a stretcher bed and lifted Si Rong into the operating room.

"Can I go in and accompany my wife?" Jiang Cheng helped lift the edge of the stretcher, "I promise, I won't touch anything, and I definitely won't get in the way."

"No! You're a grown man, how can you enter the delivery room? There are other women inside!"

The nurses lifted Si Rong inside and closed the door behind them.

"It's fine, Si Rong's prenatal checkups have always been very good, and during this time I've accompanied her for walks every night after dinner; the delivery will definitely go very smoothly."

Hu Qian comforted her son.

Jiang Cheng stood outside the operating room door, feeling anxious as if his heart were on fire.

Every time he thought a long time had passed and wondered why Si Rong hadn't come out yet, he would look down at his watch, only to find that only two minutes had passed.

Although there were over a dozen people sitting outside the operating room, it was very quiet; everyone was almost staring at the operating room door, waiting for it to open.

"A-Chi! Hurry! Take your dad to the hospital!"

Shen Chi, who was in his sleep, was pushed awake by Li Xuan and felt somewhat irritable, "What's wrong with him again?"

"He's talking nonsense, it looks a bit scary."

Shen Chi got up and went to check on Shen Lan; Shen Lan was now so thin he was almost like a pile of withered bones. He must have developed a high fever, as his body temperature was very hot.

Regardless of everything, he was his biological father after all, so Shen Chi carried Shen Lan on his back and sent him to the hospital.

It was also downstairs at the hospital that he saw a familiar car.

He felt like he had seen it somewhere before, and it wasn't until he had sent Shen Lan into the emergency room that Shen Chi finally remembered: that car was Jiang Cheng's!

Why would he come to the hospital in the middle of the night?

Shen Chi's heart suddenly began to beat wildly; Si Rong! It must be that Si Rong was about to give birth.

"Mom, you stay here, I'm going out to walk around."

Li Xuan cursed her son as an ungrateful wretch in her heart; his father was about to die, yet he still had the mind to go out and walk around.

But she didn't dare say this out loud; now that Shen Lan was like this, she also felt a bit afraid in her heart—the world was too unpredictable.

When children are young, they rely on their parents.

Once the children grow up, the status reverses, and it becomes the parents' turn to look at their children's faces.

Now she didn't dare to go head-to-head with these two children, fearing that she would end up like Shen Lan, lying in bed with a serious illness and unable to rely on her children.

Shen Chi circled around the emergency room and came from afar to the obstetrics department.

That's right, seeing the Jiang family and the Si family, he was very certain that Si Rong was giving birth right now.

But then his heart slowly grew colder; Si Rong having a baby with such a grand display made it simply impossible to find a way to act.

It was truly too tricky; it seemed he could only slowly look for an opportunity.

Shen Chi left quietly and returned to outside the emergency room.

He sat on the chair outside the door side-by-side with Li Xuan.

Actually, to be honest, ever since Shen Lan was diagnosed with cancer, they had already prepared for Shen Lan's passing.

Cancer cannot be cured; no matter how much treatment one receives, it is just a waste of money, and their family had no money anyway.

Most of the medicine Shen Lan took was given to him by that old beggar.

Li Xuan looked at the wall, which was as white as paper, and felt sad in her heart.

Even though, ever since they got married, her feelings for Shen Lan had slowly dissipated amidst the daily necessities of life.

Yet the departure of a fellow human being is always saddening, because she knew that one day, she too would depart just like Shen Lan.

"Shen Lan's family?" The door to the emergency room was opened, and the doctor inside removed his mask, "We have done our best; the patient has about half an hour left, and he said to let Li Xuan come in."

Li Xuan did not know why her body had started to tremble, and she walked into the emergency room with her hands and feet moving on the same side.

The incandescent light in the emergency room was somewhat blinding, allowing her to see Shen Lan's sallow, lifeless face even more clearly.

She sat by the bed of Shen Lan, who was hooked up to an oxygen tube, somewhat at a loss for what to say.

Once upon a time, she had longed to see Shen Lan every day and wanted to say so many, many things to him.

But now, they were together almost every day, yet regrettably, they looked at each other in silence.

Shen Lan flashed a smile at her; that smile was hard to describe, revealing despair within its forced nature, and relief within that despair.

"Li Xuan, I am about to leave," he squeezed Li Xuan's hand again, his gaze appearing somewhat hollow, "Do you still remember when we were young?"