Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 815 - 816, Feng’er is not the kind of person who judges others by their appearance (second update)

Chapter 815: 816, Feng’er is not the kind of person who judges others by their appearance (second update)

Wave after wave.

A regular pattern of pain.

Chu Jin opened her eyes, gently removed Mo Zhixuan’s hand from around her waist, turned on the light, and went into the bathroom, where she discovered that her underwear was already stained with blood.

At that moment, she was hit by an intense wave of pain that made her brows furrow tightly together. She took a deep breath, one hand supporting her belly and the other the wall, as she slowly made her way back to the room.

As an ancient doctor, she knew this was a sign that the child was ready to meet her.

However, based on her current condition, she guessed there would be some time before the birth of the child.

Mo Zhixuan was still sound asleep in the bed.

In the past few days, Mo Zhixuan had been so worried about Chu Jin going into labor that he hadn’t slept well. Now, Chu Jin hesitated to wake him up.

Once the severe pain had subsided, Chu Jin found some clothes in the wardrobe and changed into them.

After changing, a new round of pain began.

Because of the twins, the pain Chu Jin was enduring was several times that of an ordinary person. Soon, her face was as white as a sheet, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Perhaps it was the telepathy between husband and wife, or maybe Mo Zhixuan was just too anxious about Chu Jin. Right then, Mo Zhixuan opened his eyes and saw Chu Jin sitting in the armchair. He sat up suddenly, "Jin, how are you feeling? Is it your stomach that hurts?"

Seeing Chu Jin like this, Mo Zhixuan instantly lost all desire to sleep. He was so anxious that he didn’t even bother to put on his shoes before jumping out of bed.

Chu Jin nodded, "Yes, Mo Zhixuan, I think I might be going into labor." By now, her forehead was drenched in sweat.

Mo Zhixuan was frantic, at a loss for what to do. Seeing Chu Jin in this condition, he wished he could take her place and bear the child himself.

Chu Jin was relatively calm. She continued, "You need to go wake up mom and the others now, then tell the driver to get the car ready. We need to go to the hospital. There’s no need to panic; contractions are normal. It won’t be immediate."

She needed to stay calm at a time like this.

"Okay," nodded Mo Zhixuan, "I’m on it now. Wait for me here, I’ll be right back."

After saying that, Mo Zhixuan rushed next door and knocked on the door, "Mom, Mom, wake up quick, Jin is in labor!"

At a quarter past two in the morning, when everyone was sound asleep, but when Madam Mo and Zhao Yan heard the news, they immediately woke up. They had been prepared for Chu Jin to experience labor pains in the middle of the night, so instead of pajamas, they were wearing regular clothes, which allowed them to open the door quickly.

"Is it time for the birth? Hurry, Zhixuan, carry Jin to the car. It should be Zhang’s shift now. We should head to the hospital right away! Little Yan, grab the things prepared for Bao Bao," Madam Mo commanded with methodical calm.

Zhao Yan hurried to grab the hospital bag, while Mo Zhixuan went to carry Chu Jin.

At this point, Chu Jin’s contraction had just passed. She was drenched in sweat as if she had been fished out of water, with no strength left in her body.

She teased Mo Zhixuan, "I wonder who these two munchkins take after, being such a handful already."

Mo Zhixuan carried Chu Jin step by step downstairs. "What are you doing joking at a time like this? Does it hurt a lot?" he asked, his eyes full of concern.

Suddenly filled with regret, he wondered why he hadn’t taken measures before.

Then Chu Jin wouldn’t have to suffer like this.

Chu Jin managed a weak smile. "Not at all, truly, Mo Zhixuan, I am very happy right now."

Mo Zhixuan held her even tighter.

No sooner had Mo Zhixuan reached the bottom of the stairs than Madam Mo and Zhao Yan also came running. Zhao Yan, looking distressed, took Chu Jin’s hand and asked nervously, "Jin, how are you feeling?"

Chu Jin shook her head slightly, "Mom, it’s nothing. Don’t worry."

Madam Mo handed the thermos to Zhao Yan and turned to Chu Jin, asking, "Jin, are you feeling the pain in waves now?"

"Yes." Chu Jin nodded slightly, her brow furrowing even more as a new wave of contractions began.

"Then you must be close to giving birth!" Madam Mo opened the door of the car. "Zhixuan, you and Jin get in the back."

Mo Zhixuan carried Chu Jin to the backseat, with Zhao Yan and Madam Mo in the front. Just as they closed the car doors, Madam Mo quickly instructed, "Zhang, get to the hospital as fast as possible!"

"Right away, madam!" Zhang replied, pressing the gas pedal, and the car shot forward like an arrow off its bow.

Although Chu Jin didn’t make a sound, Mo Zhixuan knew that she was downplaying her discomfort to not worry him. She must be in pain; otherwise, she wouldn’t be sweating so much!

Mo Zhixuan looked to Madam Mo, "Mom, is there any way to alleviate Jin’s pain?"

The only one here with experience was Madam Mo.

Madam Mo was also very anxious, but the pain of childbirth was something every woman had to endure, with no real way to lessen it. She turned to hold Chu Jin’s hand, saying gently, "Jin, don’t be nervous, take deep breaths. Once we get to the hospital, if you can’t bear it, we can go for a cesarean section."

Chu Jin shook her head gently, "Mom, don’t worry, this bit of pain is nothing to me. A cesarean will leave an ugly scar on the stomach, I don’t want that."

This wasn’t about beauty or ugliness; natural birth was better for the child and the mother.

"What are you thinking about beauty at a time like this?" Mo Zhixuan looked down at Chu Jin. "I can’t stand to see you in so much pain!"

"Zhixuan is right; at a time like this, you’re still worried about looks! Better to have a caesarean section! That way, the adults suffer less too!" Zhao Yan also chimed in.

Chu Jin smiled faintly, "Actually, it’s not that painful. Mom, you really don’t have to worry, I know what I’m doing."

The car continued to race down the highway.

Up ahead was a red light, and as the driver was about to hit the brakes, Old Lady Mo said, "What are we waiting for a red light at a time like this? Just run it!"

So, after running through more than a dozen red lights, what should have been a journey of over half an hour took only ten minutes.

Fortunately, there weren’t many cars at night.

Upon reaching the hospital, the contractions lessened significantly, and Chu Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

After the doctor’s examination, it was found that the baby’s position was good, the previously wrapped umbilical cord had unwrapped, and the baby wasn’t too big, so the doctor recommended natural childbirth as well.

"Doctor, are there absolutely no risks with natural childbirth?" Mo Zhixuan asked nervously.

Doctor Li adjusted his glasses, smiling, "Nine Ye, let me put it this way, every surgery comes with certain risks." These kinds of things, how could doctors make guarantees? How many people have passed away due to difficult labors? Giving birth is very dangerous for women, like walking a round at the Gates of Hell; a slight misstep could leave you trapped inside by Yama.

"What about a caesarean section?" Mo Zhixuan pressed, feeling the doctor’s words were rather precarious. He didn’t dare to take the risk, even starting to feel an impulse to ’return the goods’!

He also decided in his heart that having the child once would be enough!

"Caesarean section also carries a certain risk. Madam Nine’s physical condition is quite good, and both babies are sizeable. If she can persevere, it’s better to choose to give birth naturally," the doctor answered.

Almost every doctor would advise expectant mothers this way.

Hearing this, Mo Zhixuan furrowed his brows and fell silent.

How was he to choose?

Whether natural or caesarean, there was danger for the adults.

Suddenly, Mo Zhixuan regretted wanting this child.

Doctor Li continued, "Madam Nine, your cervix has only dilated two centimeters so far, so we’ll likely still need to wait a while. How about I help you up for a walk? It’s conducive to the birthing process."

"Okay," Chu Jin reached out to take the doctor’s hand.

"Doctor Li, when exactly can my daughter give birth?" Zhao Yan asked anxiously.

"Yes, yes, when can my daughter-in-law give birth?" Old Lady Mo was also very anxious.

The doctor replied, "It varies from person to person. Some women give birth slowly, some quickly, but don’t worry. I’ll be here with Madam Nine the whole time, and should there be any sign of complications, I’ll perform surgery on Madam Nine right away."

Ordinary people could hardly receive such treatment, but because of Chu Jin’s prestigious status, she enjoyed many privileges.

This doctor was the most authoritative obstetrician in the Superpower World.

Mo Zhixuan stood up and walked over to Chu Jin’s side, "Jin, let me help you instead."

Chu Jin glanced at Mo Zhixuan, then said, "Mo Zhixuan, you should go find a place to change your clothes. I estimate it will still be a while before I can give birth."

Because they had rushed out in such a hurry, Mo Zhixuan hadn’t even changed out of his pajamas, and he didn’t even have shoes on his feet.

If one hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, nobody would believe that Mo Zhixuan, usually so lofty and cold as an iceberg, could ever be caught off guard.

The doctor was also secretly astonished.

Mo Zhixuan looked down at himself, then at Chu Jin, "Are you really okay?"

"I’m fine," Chu Jin shook her head, "Go ahead."

Mo Zhixuan nodded, "I’ll be right back." With that, he headed to the restroom on the side.

Since the room was stocked with clothing and shoes, there was no need to worry about having nothing to change into.

Only then did Chu Jin turn to Old Lady Mo and Zhao Yan, "Mom, you two should go lie down on the bed for a bit. I’m not in so much pain now, and with someone accompanying me, you don’t have to worry so much."

This was a VIP ward, complete with beds, sofas, TVs, and all the amenities, so there was no need to worry about a lack of resting places.

Old Lady Mo looked up at Chu Jin, "How can I sleep when you’re like this? I wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway."

Zhao Yan echoed, "I can’t sleep either."

Doctor Li said cheerfully, "Both of you should go rest for a while. I’m here; that’s enough. When the baby comes, you’ll have plenty to do. If you don’t sleep now, you won’t have the energy to take care of the baby later. Even if you really can’t sleep, at least close your eyes. Call for you when it’s truly time for the birth."

Convinced by Chu Jin’s rational argument, and seeing that she was indeed in good condition, Zhao Yan and Old Lady Mo finally moved toward the bed.

Mo Zhixuan quickly came out from the restroom, and although Chu Jin told him to rest as well, he refused to leave her side. Following the doctor’s advice that pregnant women should eat more before labor to have the strength to give birth, Mo Zhixuan began to peel apples, shell nuts, and warm milk for Chu Jin...

Doctor Li smiled and said, "Madam Nine, you’re truly fortunate." Truly, not many men are like Mo Zhixuan nowadays.

Mo Zhixuan clearly could have delegated many tasks to others, yet he insisted on doing them himself, which did not escape the doctors’ notice.

Who would have thought that the seemingly cold Nine Ye also had such a tender side.

Only when the dawn came did Chu Jin’s cervix dilate to four centimeters. She was wheeled into the delivery room by the doctors and nurses, and Mo Zhixuan held her hand tightly, "Jin, I’ll be waiting right outside for you, don’t be afraid!"

Chu Jin offered a faint smile, "I’m not afraid, Mo Zhixuan, nor should you be nervous." While the pregnant woman herself wasn’t yet scared, Mo Zhixuan’s hands were already shaking non-stop.

Madame Mo, holding a thermos, fed Chu Jin a sip of chicken soup, "Jin, drink some more, so you’ll have the strength later."

"Jin, does it still hurt?" Zhao Yan tightly held Chu Jin’s hand.

Chu Jin turned and looked at Zhao Yan, "Mom, it doesn’t hurt at all now."

Soon after, a doctor wearing white gloves came in, "Nine Ye, we’re almost ready to begin the operation, please step outside for a moment."

"Alright," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, "Doctor Li, I entrust everything to you."

The doctor nodded, "Rest assured."

Mo Zhixuan walked up to Chu Jin, bent over, held her hand, and then kissed it, "Jin, we’ll wait outside for you and the babies."

Chu Jin nodded, "Mhm."

Only then did Mo Zhixuan lead Madame Mo and Zhao Yan out of the delivery room, watching as the door slowly closed.

With the surgical light turned on, Mo Zhixuan’s heart tightened.

Madame Mo, having been through this, patted Mo Zhixuan’s shoulder, comforting him, "Zhixuan, you needn’t worry, this is a process every woman must go through, Jin and the children will be fine."

Despite comforting Mo Zhixuan, Madame Mo was very nervous too, knowing well the dangers of childbirth as a woman herself.

"Mhm," Mo Zhixuan nodded faintly, but his eyes remained fixed on the delivery room door, his fists tightly clenched.

The delivery room door was soundproof, so no noise could be heard from outside.

Time passed by seconds and minutes.

But the door to the delivery room remained firmly closed.

Zhao Yan paced anxiously outside the door, while Mo Zhixuan stood still, like a statue.

Madame Mo sat there with her eyes closed, rotating the Buddha Beads in her hand, and muttering continuously, "May Buddha bless them."

Outside the hospital.

A man clad in a black overcoat, holding a longsword, stood vigilantly to the northwest of the hospital.

Around him, countless shadows passed by, but once they reached behind him, they hit an obstacle and "bam bam bam" fell straight to the ground.

The birth of the Empress’ child was the time when her Spiritual Power was at its weakest, especially since she also carried a child with ordinary potential inside her. Many evil spirits wanted to take advantage of this moment to enter and steal the Empress’ spirit.

Possessing the Empress’ spirit meant reigning supreme over the three realms!

This person was none other than Xuanyuan Shangchen.

Forgetting someone is easier said than done.

Nevertheless, this was the last thing he would do for her.

Xuanyuan Shangchen’s hat pressed down on his head, with his exposed jaw already pale, his lips colorless.

To ensure Chu Jin could give birth safely, he had already expended too much Spiritual Power.

Yet, he still stood resolute.

More and more evil spirits gathered at the location.

"Uncle, let me help you." A little girl with a Dragon Scale Fan suddenly appeared in the air and gracefully walked towards Song Shiqin.

The Dragon Scale Fan in her hand emitted a golden light at the moment, and wherever the fan passed, the evil spirits were "Scatter Like Ashes."

The newcomer was none other than the little girl.

With the little girl’s help, Xuanyuan Shangchen relaxed significantly.

The two of them stood together at the Array Eye, and no evil spirits dared to come in any longer.

"Are you Mo Qianjue’s daughter?" Xuanyuan Shangchen eyed the little girl, narrowing his eyes.

"Yeah," the little girl nodded lightly, "Uncle, are you the person who has been in love with my Jin for several lifetimes?"

Xuanyuan Shangchen, although reluctant to admit it in front of a child, still nodded his head.

The little girl sighed, "Wow, you are even more pitiable than my daddy." Then she added, "Well, that’s good, at least my daddy isn’t alone anymore."

Xuanyuan Shangchen: "..."

The little loli raised her eyes to the sky and frowned slightly, "I don’t know if Jin has given birth yet."

"Not yet," Shi Qin replied.

"Huh?" The little loli curiously turned towards Xuanyuan Shangchen, "Uncle, how do you know?"

Xuanyuan Shangchen answered in a deep voice, "Because there has been no sound of a baby’s cry."

"Oh." The little loli nodded thoughtfully and then, with stars in her eyes, said admiringly, "Uncle, you’re so smart!"

Xuanyuan Shangchen: "..." This kid couldn’t be an idiot, could he?

With two people standing guard, no evil spirits dared to enter.

After a while, the little loli felt quite bored. She looked up at Xuanyuan Shangchen, "Uncle, I think you’re not as good-looking as my papa, no wonder you can’t chase after Jin."

Xuanyuan Shangchen pondered for a moment, then seriously lowered his gaze towards the little loli, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Scared by his sudden seriousness, the little loli subconsciously shrank her neck.

Just as the little loli thought Xuanyuan Shangchen was about to make a move, he slowly opened his mouth, "Feng’er is not the kind of person who judges by appearances."

"Huh?" The little loli widened her eyes at Xuanyuan Shangchen, a bit puzzled, "Feng’er? Is Feng’er my Jin?"

Xuanyuan Shangchen nodded, not saying another word.

The little loli took her gaze off Xuanyuan Shangchen and started gently waving her Dragon Scale Fan.

Internally, she was criticizing.

This uncle is so boring, with no sense of humor, like a block of elm wood.

No wonder Jin doesn’t fancy him.

Inside the hospital.

Two hours had passed, but still no news came from the delivery room.

Just then, the door opened and a nurse walked out.

Mo Zhixuan quickly went over to ask, "How is it inside?"

The nurse, somewhat intimidated by Mo Zhixuan’s aura, took a deep breath and then said, "Don’t worry, Mrs. Nine is in good condition."

Hearing this, Mo Zhixuan and both Madam Mo and Zhao Yan sighed in relief.

After a while, another nurse came out, her expression tense, "Mrs. Nine’s current condition is likely to lead to a hemorrhage. When the time comes, do you want to save the adult or save the child?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhixuan was instantly stunned. It took him quite a while to respond, his voice trembling, "Save the adult! You must save the adult!"

Zhao Yan fainted outright, falling into Madam Mo’s arms, "Nurse, tell Doctor Li, please make sure to save the adult!"

"Okay, I understand," the nurse nodded and ran back into the delivery room.

Madam Mo helped Zhao Yan to sit down on a blue plastic chair, then paced back and forth next to her.

The air outside the operating room was incredibly tense.

Inside the delivery room.

Chu Jin felt as though a longsword was being recklessly stabbed into her lower body, the pain unbearable. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and sweat poured down like rain, as if there was an extra hand in her belly, pulling on the child, preventing their birth.

She clenched the edge of the bed tightly, her pale knuckles showing blue veins.

The doctor was also nervous, but she could not show it. As a doctor, if she appeared more anxious than the mother, then the mother would lose confidence.

"Mrs. Nine, take a deep breath, come on! We can already see the baby’s head!"

Hearing this, the assisting nurse glanced at the doctor strangely, clearly seeing that what was coming out was the baby’s foot, not the head... In general, if the baby’s foot comes out first, it is considered a difficult birth.

The doctor forced herself to remain calm, guiding Chu Jin while gently pressing on her belly and chatting with her to distract her attention.

Chu Jin also noticed the nurse’s unease. She knew something must be wrong with her belly, feeling her strength fading little by little.

But at this time, she absolutely couldn’t give up.

Chu Jin was pale but still clenched her lips tightly.

Outside the delivery room.

Mo Zhixuan was so nervous he felt he couldn’t breathe. Shaking, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, took a harsh drag, and then tossed the cigarette to the ground.

Zhao Yan slumped weakly on the blue plastic chair while Madam Mo said very calmly, "Little Yan, listen to me, Jin will definitely be fine. You must not panic at this time, and you especially can’t cry! You must not cry, do you understand?"