Chapter 499: Only One Can Be Saved: The Mother or the Child

He looked at his son with a pleading gaze, hoping his son could help him.

Sheng Hanyu shook his head slightly, refusing.

His parents lived with him, and no matter how capable he was, he could not overstep his father's position at this moment and overreach.

To do so would make Sheng Hanyu lack decorum.

Wang Yinghao tugged Sheng Jiang slightly under the table, meaning for him to stay calm and maintain the demeanor a host should have!

As a result, he slid straight under the table.

He couldn't even sit steadily on his chair.

"Mud that cannot be plastered onto a wall" was perfectly exemplified by Sheng Jiang.

"Pfft."

Lady Jian let out a soft laugh.

And without concealing the disdain in her tone, she said: "Yo, what is wrong with Old Master Sheng? You haven't even started drinking yet, and you're already drunk?"

"No, the chair was too slippery," Sheng Jiang stammered.

Everyone:...

What kind of lousy excuse was that?

Lady Jian was about to say more when Jian Yixin suddenly retched, "Ugh, ugh—," turned away from her seat, and ran toward the restroom.

She could no longer bother with mocking Sheng Jiang and hurried to follow her.

After the mother and daughter returned, Jian Yixin was shy and bashful, while Lady Jian was so puffed up she was about to explode!

Lady Jian announced to everyone with great joy: "Yixin is pregnant. We are going to the hospital for a check-up right now, so we can't eat with everyone anymore. Once it's confirmed, I will treat everyone at the best restaurant in Jiangzhou, in the best private room, to the most expensive dishes!"

The way she said this sounded just like words coming out of an upstart's mouth.

Who among those sitting there was someone who had never eaten or drunk well?

"Best restaurant," "most expensive dishes"—it was as if Shi Youxuan had treated everyone poorly.

Fortunately, no one held it against her.

Everyone was happy for Jian Yixin and Sheng Zerong, urging her to go for the check-up quickly and to call everyone once it was done, as they would all be waiting here for their good news.

Sheng Zerong was stupid with joy.

He just sat in his seat laughing, with no intention of leaving at all.

"Smack!"

Jian Yixin patted him on the shoulder and chided: "Hey, aren't you planning to go with me?"

"Going, I'm going."

Sheng Zerong finally reacted and hurriedly followed her out, causing another burst of laughter from everyone.

The atmosphere that followed was much more relaxed because with Lady Jian gone, everyone chatted and laughed with great ease, and even Sheng Jiang was not as nervous as before.

Everyone was waiting for Jian Yixin's good news.

An hour passed.

The hospital still hadn't called.

Shi Youxuan's new home was very close to the Jian Family Hospital, only a five-minute drive away, and there was no such thing as queuing or registering at her own family's hospital, so why hadn't anyone called to share the good news?

Even if others forgot, Lady Jian would absolutely not forget.

"Let me ask." Jian Yining dialed the number, his smiling face gradually disappearing, his expression becoming grave.

Seeing her fiancé's expression was wrong, Jin Wan'er asked softly: "What's wrong?"

He didn't answer, but stood up and ran out without a word.

There must be something bad, otherwise he would never be like this.

"I'll go take a look."

Jin Wan'er left the table and chased after him.

"I'm going too."

Shi Youxuan didn't care that she was the host and not a guest; she was worried about Jian Yixin and had to follow.

Her mother-in-law didn't want her to go to the hospital, so she let her son stop her.

But Sheng Hanyu didn't; he caught up to his wife, just supporting her, telling her to walk slowly so she wouldn't fall, and then they went together to see the situation.

Soon, the large dining room was left with only two elders and one child—Sheng Jiang, Wang Yinghao, and Shi Ran.

Fang Jie came out of the kitchen with the last bowl of soup and froze: "Where did everyone go?"

Jian Family Hospital.

Oncology Department.

Jian Yixin was inside undergoing an examination, and everyone was outside, no one speaking.

There were quite a few people in the hallway, yet the air was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the floor!

Lady Jian's eyes were swollen like peaches, red and inflamed.

Joy had turned to sorrow.

When the initial test results came out and the doctor told her privately: "I'm very sorry, Madam, I have some bad news to tell you..." she collapsed instantly.

The doctor's original intention was not to tell Jian Yixin the truth directly, but with her looking like that, even a fool could see what was going on.

Jian Yixin still found out, yet she was the calmest of the three.

The preliminary tests confirmed that Jian Yixin was indeed pregnant, but at the same time, there was a tumor in her womb; whether it was benign or malignant was unknown, but only one could be saved—the mother or the child!

Lady Jian had been longing for a grandchild so much her eyes had turned blue, but now that she had finally waited for the news of her daughter's pregnancy, it was a choice between the two!

The joke Heaven played was not small; it had stunned her completely.

In fact, there was no need to choose at all; of course, save the mother.

Her son-in-law Sheng Zerong was of the same opinion as her, with no objections.

Originally, they were prepared to arrange for an abortion surgery directly, so that by performing both the curettage and the examination, they could determine in one go whether the tumor was malignant.

Jian Yixin did not agree.

She asked the doctor, if the tumor was malignant, would she have to undergo surgery to remove her uterus? If this child could not be saved, would she lose the right to be a mother forever?

The doctor nodded and answered very firmly: "Yes."

Jian Yixin did not agree to the abortion.

And she immediately made a decision—if the tumor was malignant, she would give birth to this child!

The tests being done now were conservative examinations, which required more time; the mother would suffer, but it would not harm the fetus.

Everyone stood outside, holding their breath and pricking up their ears to listen for any movement inside.

They listened for a long time, but could hear nothing.

Time passed minute by minute, very slowly.

The door finally opened, and the doctor pushed a wheelchair out from inside.

Jian Yixin sat in the wheelchair, her face as pale as paper, and beads of sweat as large as peas emerged from her forehead.

"Yixin, how are you feeling?" Sheng Zerong went over to hold his wife's hand, heart aching as he helped her wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Her hands were ice-cold; as soon as the cold sweat was wiped away, another layer immediately emerged.

Jian Yixin's voice was very weak, yet she smiled and said to her husband: "I'm fine, look at you, why is a grown man crying? You'll make everyone laugh at you."

No one would laugh at him.

Jian Yixin was sent into the Hospital Ward for observation; from now on, she would have to live in the hospital, could not go home, and certainly could not work.

The doctor was surrounded by everyone, who were asking about the test results.

He felt a bit apprehensive; having been a doctor for so long, this was the first time he had felt such unease.

The people surrounding him were all big bosses, and now the hopes of these big bosses rested on the thin test report in his hands; the doctor felt as if the report weighed a thousand pounds!

The doctor did not want to bring it out, as the result was not good.

But even if he did not want to, he had to speak.

The test report was handed to Jian Yining: "The Vice Chairperson's tumor is malignant, and it has now reached the point where surgery must be performed."

Jian Yining refused, his face full of seriousness: "A single piece of paper wants to deprive my sister of the right to be a mother? No, your word alone does not count."

"Find experts immediately, invite all the experts in this field from around the world to hold a consultation for the Vice Chairperson; I want to hear what the experts have to say, not what you alone have to say."

Those who have been in high positions for a long time carry an aura of murderous intent.

Jian Yining used to be an easygoing, sunny young man, but now, having gone through so many things, he had also become much more mature.

Two days later.

The most famous tumor experts and gynecologists in the world had all gathered in Jiangzhou.