Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 797 - 798, 30% Confidence (second update)

Chapter 797: 798, 30% Confidence (second update)

"Debt collector spirit! You are nothing but a debt collector spirit..." Duanmu Canghai cried helplessly.

She took away the joy, leaving behind endless pain...

Besides the faint cries, almost no other sound could be heard in the silent hospital room.

Mo Qingyi looked at Duanmu Sheng lying on the hospital bed, and then at the father and son in pain, when suddenly a light flashed in her eyes, "I remember now, there might be someone who can save Sister Sheng."

"Qingyi, what did you say?" Duanmu Canghai immediately looked up at Mo Qingyi.

Duanmu Zhe also turned his gaze to Mo Qingyi, "Who is this person?"

Jin will definitely be able to save Sister Sheng," said Mo Qingyi, seeing the puzzled look on Duanmu Canghai’s face and continuing to explain, "It’s my sister-in-law; she has studied ancient medicine for many years. Maybe she has a way!"

Western medicine and ancient medicine are indeed different.

Each has its strengths and weaknesses.

Sometimes, diseases that Western medicine can cure are beyond the reach of ancient medicine.

Conversely, sometimes the diseases that Western medicine cannot touch are effortlessly resolved by ancient medicine.

Chu Jin’s medical skills are so good, maybe she has a way to save Duanmu Sheng.

"Lady Jiufu?" Duanmu Canghai frowned slightly, somewhat worried, "Lady Jiufu is currently in a crucial stage of pregnancy. Is it a bit inappropriate for us to bother her like this?"

Chu Jin is a revered figure across the Three Realms, and now at such a critical time, if something went wrong while trying to save Duanmu Sheng, it would be a sin no one could bear.

"It doesn’t matter, my sister-in-law is not that weak! She is very capable! I’ll call her right now." With that, Mo Qingyi turned and walked towards the exit.

Logically, with such a big incident, she should have informed the Mo family by now, but the situation was too chaotic last night, and she hadn’t thought of these things at the time.

In the hospital room, Duanmu Canghai looked at Duanmu Zhe with concern, "Little Zhe, do you think Lady Jiufu will agree to save Sheng?"

"Dad, don’t worry," Duanmu Zhe comforted him, "Lady Jiufu is really nice. As long as she is confident, she will definitely save Sister Three!"

"That’s good, that’s good," Duanmu Canghai nodded and then his expression darkened again, "I just don’t know if my Sheng still has a chance..."

Hearing these words, a trace of bitterness also flashed in Duanmu Zhe’s eyes.

It wasn’t long before Mo Qingyi came back in, "Uncle, don’t worry. My sister-in-law said she will come over immediately."

Twenty minutes later.

Chu Jin arrived at the hospital with Madam Mo and Tong Zhi, bearing gifts.

After such a major incident, it was only natural for Madam Mo as a relative to show her face.

Seeing Chu Jin and the others arrive, Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe suddenly found their pillar of strength.

It was as if, with her presence, there was no hurdle in the world that couldn’t be overcome.

"Jin."

"Lady Jiufu." Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe approached Chu Jin together.

Chu Jin nodded slightly, "Where’s the patient? Take me to see."

"This way, Jin. Let me take you there," Mo Qingyi said, grabbing Chu Jin’s arm and leading her into the hospital room.

The others followed steadily.

Chu Jin entered the room and first flipped Duanmu Sheng’s eyelids, then sat down, took Duanmu Sheng’s wrist, and began to take her pulse.

Throughout this time, the others watched her uninterruptedly, not daring to make a sound.

After a moment, Chu Jin looked up at Duanmu Zhe and Duanmu Canghai, her tone mild, "I only have a 30 percent chance. Do you want to give it a try?"

Mainly because Duanmu Sheng had ingested such a large quantity of medicine, Chu Jin was confident, but she couldn’t speak too assuredly. The greater the hope given, the greater the disappointment.

"Let’s try! We want to try!" Duanmu Zhe nodded firmly.

Duanmu Canghai also said, "Lady Jiufu, please do try." After speaking, he bowed deeply to Chu Jin.

Now, even if there were only a 10 percent chance, they were willing to try it!

Chu Jin at least had a 30 percent chance, whereas the hospital... had effectively sentenced Duanmu Sheng to death.

After all, it was a case of certain death either way.

It was better to let Chu Jin have a try. Who knows, it might work.

Upon hearing this, Chu Jin nodded slightly and her lips parted lightly, then she said, "If you want to try, then you all need to control yourselves and hold back your tears! At times like this, crying is the last thing you want to do!"

Duanmu Sheng was already one step into the Gates of Hell, and crying now would only hasten her death.

So, in a situation where a person is on the verge of death yet not dead, tears are most taboo.

From beginning to end, Chu Jin maintained such a calm demeanor, as if nothing could ruffle her emotions anymore.

This is what a true achiever looks like.

Hearing this, the others all braced themselves and stopped wearing such mournful expressions.

Chu Jin took a few steps forward and said to Duanmu Zhe with a clear and distinct voice, "Go and communicate with the hospital. I need an operating room cleared out for me, and then find three assistants."

Given Duanmu Zhe’s current military rank, this was a trivial matter.

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Zhe immediately said, "Okay, I’ll go right now."

Ten minutes later, Duanmu Zhe arrived with the dean, who, upon seeing Chu Jin, handed over the surgical gown with both hands, very respectfully saying, "Madam Jiǔ, the operating room has been prepared for you. The vice-dean, the director, and I will assist you."

The person wielding the scalpel after all was Chu Jin, and the dean dared not carelessly assign other doctors to come over.

So, he personally, along with the other two top figures from the hospital, took to the field.

"Good," Chu Jin nodded, reached out to take the surgical gown, "First push the patient to the operating room. I’m going to change clothes." After saying that, Chu Jin headed toward the direction of the washroom.

When she came out again, she had already put on the bulky surgical gown.

As she put on her gloves while walking out, an air naturally formed around her. Even the bulky surgical gown couldn’t conceal it, making her impossible to ignore.

"Madam Jiǔ, everything is in your hands," Duanmu Canghai said, bowing deeply to Chu Jin before she entered the operating room.

The dean, along with the vice-dean and the director, came out of the operating room and followed behind Chu Jin.

The door to the operating room slowly closed, and the lights inside were promptly turned on.

Duanmu Canghai just stood there, constantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

The elder Madam Mo came over to console him, "Sheng Sheng is a good child; he will be fine."

Seeing that the elder Madam Mo had personally come, Duanmu Canghai was deeply moved and repeatedly said, "Elder Madam, you really didn’t have to come yourself. I already feel so bad for troubling Madam Jiǔ..."

The elder Madam Mo waved her hand, "There’s no need to talk about family matters like outsiders. It’s hard for anyone to feel at ease in this situation. Take care of yourself. How is Zhou Jin? Is she okay?"

Worry was written all over Duanmu Canghai’s face, "She’s fine, you don’t need to worry."

"Everything will pass, Canghai, keep your spirits up. Besides, Jin is here. Her medical skills are excellent," Tong Zhi came over, patted Duanmu Canghai’s shoulder, and comforted him.

"Thank you, Madam Tong," Duanmu Canghai managed a faint smile.

Mo Qingyi held Duanmu Zhe’s hand, "Duanmu, we have to believe in Brother Jin. If she says there’s a 30% chance, then she can definitely save Sister Sheng."

"Yes," Duanmu Zhe embraced Mo Qingyi and whispered, "Qingyi, thank you."

Mo Qingyi hugged him back.

As time ticked by, the view from the window went from being well-lit to dark.

In the blink of an eye, eight hours had passed.

Yet, there had been no movement from inside the operating room.

Those waiting outside had become extremely worried.

The elder Madam Mo was particularly restless, constantly fidgeting with the Buddha Beads in her hand, silently praying, "May the Buddha bless them."

After all, Chu Jin was pregnant, now more than five months along. Pregnant women already endure more hardship than others, and here she was, operating under high tension for such a long time. The elder Madam Mo feared for her wellbeing.

"Why hasn’t she come out yet!" Tong Zhi was very worried, her eyes fixated on the operating room door.

Suddenly, ten hours had passed, but still, there was no sign of activity from the operating room.

The elder Madam Mo couldn’t sit still anymore. She stood up, her eyes brimming with concern.

While it is good to save someone, one must also act within their means.

Chu Jin must not come to any harm while trying to save Duanmu Sheng!

Duanmu Canghai was also very worried. Although he was concerned about Duanmu Sheng, he was even more worried about Chu Jin.

Chu Jin and an ordinary person had no difference now, devoid of Spiritual Power and special abilities to protect her. He feared that if the surgery continued like this, Chu Jin might run into complications. Had he known it would come to this, he wouldn’t have let her go in.

Inside the operating room.

The monitor kept beeping with the ’beep, beep’ of the heartbeat.

Chu Jin stood there calmly, bending over to dissect an organ within the human body, her hands already covered in blood, while the dean wiped the sweat from her brow.

Moments later, Chu Jin extended her left hand, "Forceps."

Someone quickly handed her the forceps.

"Prepare blood bags, the patient needs a full blood transfusion."

"Prepare for suturing."

Chu Jin’s instructions were precise and orderly.

The dean, vice-dean, and director all cooperated with her fully.

Time continued to slip away, twelve hours passed, but Chu Jin still showed no signs of fatigue, remaining fully alert.

But those waiting outside the surgery room could hardly wait another second.

Twelve hours is a considerable test for any normal person, let alone for Chu Jin, who was pregnant.

"How is it? Has Jin come out yet?" Mo Zhixuan walked out of the elevator, looking at everyone.

"Not yet," Mo Qingyi gently shook his head.

Mo Zhixuan lowered his gaze to his wristwatch and asked, "How long has it been since she went in?"

Mo Qingyi’s expression was also somewhat uneasy, "About... twelve hours now."

For Mo Zhixuan, Chu Jin didn’t need to save Duanmu Sheng at all.

If she swallowed sleeping pills on her own, then she should pay for her actions.

An adult actually doing such a thing, it’s not like she doesn’t have a brain!

If everyone were like her, willing to give up over minor issues, then the human race would probably have been extinct by now!

"What?" Mo Zhixuan furrowed his brows, his voice already tinged with a hint of chill.

In an instant, a powerful chill filled every corner, making it hard for people to breathe.

Mo Zhixuan frowned tightly, wanting to say something, but after looking at Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe, he said nothing.

No matter what, saving someone was a good deed.

Time ticked away second by second.

Mo Zhixuan couldn’t wait any longer. He walked straight to the door of the operating room. The moment his hand touched the door, the waiting room light turned off.

Seeing this, everyone’s eyes lit up.

With a "creak," the door slowly opened under everyone’s hopeful gaze.

Chu Jin walked out while unbuttoning her surgical gown and taking off her face mask, revealing a pair of delicate peach blossom eyes.

Mo Zhixuan quickly walked over, asking anxiously, "Jin, are you alright?"

Chu Jin pulled down her mask, glanced up at Mo Zhixuan with a faint smile, and said, "I’m fine. What brought you here?"

Mo Zhixuan hugged her closely, closed his eyes, and sighed in relief, "It’s good that you’re alright."

Following them, the hospital director and the chief physician pushed Duanmu Sheng out, smiling at everyone, "The surgery went smoothly, and Miss Duanmu is out of danger. She will wake up in a few hours."

Upon hearing this, smiles appeared on everyone’s faces.

Duanmu Canghai wanted to walk over to thank Chu Jin personally, but he was wary of Mo Zhixuan’s presence.

After talking to Mo Zhixuan for a few words, Chu Jin walked over to Duanmu Canghai and said indifferently, "Uncle, I have something to tell you. Please come with me for a moment."

Duanmu Canghai glanced at Chu Jin and then followed her pace.

When they reached the ward, Chu Jin spoke softly, "Uncle, Sheng Sheng is pregnant, three weeks."

"What?" Duanmu Canghai looked up incredulously and then asked, "So... can it be terminated?"

The child Duanmu Sheng was carrying must be Shen Haoguang’s, and this monstrous seed simply couldn’t be kept.

"No." Chu Jin shook her head slightly, "Now, this child is closely tied to Sheng Sheng. If something happens to the child, Sheng Sheng will too..." The rest of the words went unsaid.

"The only reason Sheng Sheng survived was because of the child in her belly," Chu Jin continued, "Uncle, please persuade her well once she wakes up, so that she doesn’t have thoughts of harming herself again."

At this point, the only thing Duanmu Canghai could do besides accepting the situation was, well, accepting it.

"Alright," Duanmu Canghai nodded and deeply bowed to Chu Jin, "Thank you, Lady Nine! Otherwise, this old man would be mourning the loss of a child."

Chu Jin gave a faint smile, "We are family, no need for formalities." With that, she turned and left.

Just as she stepped out of the ward, the old Madam Mo and Tong Zhi came over, "Jin, you must be tired? Let Zhixuan take you for a meal!"

"I’m fine, not very tired," Chu Jin said with a smile, "Mom, Aunt Tong, aren’t you coming with us?"

"You two go ahead, your Aunt Tong and I will see Zhou Auntie," said the old Madam Mo.

"Okay," Chu Jin nodded slightly, linked arms with Mo Zhixuan, "Then we will go on ahead."

After nearly twelve hours of surgery, she was both hungry and exhausted. Now, she just wanted to have a good meal and then sleep soundly.

Mo Zhixuan, arm in arm with Chu Jin, slowly walked out of the hospital. He asked her softly, "What do you want to eat?"

"Sour and spicy fish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, greens, sweet and sour fish, braised fish..." Chu Jin rattled off a long list of dishes.

She liked fish, so nearly half of the dishes she mentioned were fish-based.

"You little glutton!" Mo Zhixuan said affectionately as he playfully tapped her nose, "Tired?"

"Tired, dead tired." Chu Jin leaned on Mo Zhixuan’s arm, resting all her strength on him, "Both tired and hungry!"

Without another word, Mo Zhixuan swept her into his arms. Chu Jin, surprised, wrapped her arms around his neck but did not struggle. She found a comfortable position in his embrace, lay down, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Did the kids bother you today?" His deep, magnetic voice came from above her head.

Chu Jin opened her eyes, simply watching him, and said with a smile, "Perhaps they knew I was saving someone; they were really well-behaved and obedient today."

The children were behaving very well; otherwise, Chu Jin wouldn’t have been able to persist for twelve long hours.

"Really?" Mo Zhixuan raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, it’s true," Chu Jin nodded slightly.

The two entered a restaurant near the hospital, and Mo Zhixuan ordered all the dishes Chu Jin had just mentioned.

**

Hospital.

The Mo family matriarch and Tong Zhi were still in Zhou Jin’s hospital room.

Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe hadn’t closed their eyes in two days and nights and had gone to rest in the empty ward next door.

Just then, a series of urgent siren sounds came from outside the hospital.

It was the sound of an ambulance.

Inside the ambulance was a pregnant woman with a very large belly, nearly at the time of delivery. Her water had broken, and she held her stomach, screaming in pain.

She had no family with her, only the ambulance crew.

"The pregnant woman is quite special, as our examination revealed she is carrying quadruplets. Try to arrange for Professor Li to perform her surgery," a doctor in a white coat said while walking and speaking to someone next to him.

"Yes, I’ll go inform Professor Li right now."

Soon, the pregnant woman was rushed into the delivery room.

An hour later, four loud cries of newborn babies came from the delivery room.

A nurse walked out from inside, whispering to another, "It’s a miracle, truly a miracle, that she could deliver quadruplets naturally! And so fast too!"

"Don’t you see how small those kids are, just like mice?" another nurse added.

"Sigh, actually that pregnant woman is quite pitiable. She is covered in scars, and to think that she had to give birth without a single family member by her side..."

"It’s quite sad indeed..."

"Pitiable people must have loathsome qualities," a nurse with short hair chimed in, "You guys should save your sympathy, take the time to brush up on your professional knowledge instead."

Tong Zhi came out of the restroom, brushing past these nurses. When she heard the cries of the babies, a look of envy flashed in her eyes.

She hadn’t married for many years and hadn’t dated, and it wasn’t without reason.

Due to something from her childhood, she had lost the ability to have children, which is why she didn’t seek a partner—she didn’t want to be a burden. After all, nowadays, the issue of having children is taken very seriously.

Just look at the Mo family matriarch to understand this.

Families without children are often labeled with the tag of ’obliteration.’

Also, because of her own reasons, Tong Zhi had refused many excellent men who pursued her.

Actually, there are benefits to not having children.

Women who have children tend to age faster.

She was different; though her actual age was not small—being in her forties—she appeared to be only in her twenties.

Tong Zhi averted her gaze and quickly left the area, turned a corner, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

In the ward, the cries of the children continued.

Strangely, there was no sound of adults comforting the children.

Suddenly, the crying stopped abruptly.

As if someone had pressed the pause button.

At this moment, a woman in a hospital gown came out of the ward, holding a black bag in her hand. If one listened carefully, they could hear faint sounds coming from the bag.

The woman looked disheveled, her original appearance nearly indistinguishable. Her face bore many spots, and the visible skin had bluish-purple marks, as if she had been abused. Yet, her figure was attractive, slender, and her buttocks were very full. Her arms were relatively fair, indicating that she hadn’t always been of mature age.

At least, before having the children, she had lived a good life for a long period.

Perhaps because she had just given birth, the woman walked strangely.

The woman moved quickly, and upon reaching the hospital’s exit, she nonchalantly tossed the bag she was holding into a trash can. Midway through her action, she hesitated, then retracted her arm, and unzipped the black bag.

Under the not-so-dim light, the contents of the bag could be seen clearly.

Inside were four newborn infants.

One of them lay on its back, a faint red, heart-shaped birthmark on its back.

Looking at the distinct birthmark,

the woman narrowed her eyes.

A cold, ruthless light flickered at the bottom of her eyes.

She then zipped up the bag and threw it into the trash can. Perhaps worried about being discovered, she also casually closed the lid of the trash can.