The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife
chapter-1864

However, Chen Jian and Chen Hongsen, who had been frozen in shock, suddenly snapped back to their senses.

Chen Hongsen sneered, unable to hide the gloating in his eyes, “So, you used that cruel method of discarding the mother to save the child? And you dare call yourself a doctor? Disgraceful!”

“Exactly! Trading one life for another — gaining a child but losing his wife. I wonder if Mr. Bai thinks it’s worth it!”

Butler Lin’s once-joyful expression turned ghostly pale in an instant. He reminisced about the deep affection between the young master and his wife and thought about the powerful backing of her sect. A mix of sorrow and anger replaced his initial joy at the birth of the young heir.

Seeing Butler Lin’s furious gaze, Anling Yang trembled, then closed his eyes and straightened his back.

Anling Yang had decided that if Mr. Bai insisted on having someone pay the price of Mrs. Bai’s life, so be it! If Uncle An hadn’t brought him back, Xi Yue would still be alive. The Anling family had already owed this young man far too much.

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The operating room door slammed shut.

Xi Yue’s cold eyes swept across the commotion, and she raised her voice, “If anyone can’t bear it, get out of the operating room as soon as possible. Otherwise, don’t blame me for what happens next!”

The young man’s clear, melodious voice rang out like ice beads striking a jade plate, firm and unmistakable. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over the chaotic helpers, instantly silencing their screams and halting their frantic movements.

Bai Yingfan’s eyes turned bloodshot as he stared at the unconscious Lin Peiyun, her face deathly pale, and the bedding beneath her soaked in blood. Glaring fiercely at Xi Yue, he threatened, “If my wife dies, I swear every single person in this clinic will pay with their lives…”

Xi Yue scoffed, meeting his gaze with the same icy stare. “Unless you keep quiet and help me with the procedure, you’ll be collecting your wife’s body yourself.”

Bai Yingfan’s voice faltered, and he stared in disbelief at the young man before him.

Bai Yingfan… he was actually threatened by a mere young man?!

However, seeing Xi Yue’s calm face and thinking of her miraculous treatment just now, Bai Yingfan took a deep breath and decided to trust this young man again.

More than half an hour ago, he entered the operating room full of doubts.

He watched in silence as Xi Yue swiftly inserted a few silver needles into Lin Peiyun’s body, causing her to slip into unconsciousness completely.

Then, as if speaking to himself or perhaps to the others, Xi Yue calmly stated in a steady, almost robotic tone, “Anesthesia is complete. Beginning the cesarean section.”

What followed left Bai Yingfan struggling to suppress his urge to cry out in shock multiple times.

Xi Yue held a strange silver scalpel in his hand, his movements careful and precise as he made a four to five-inch incision along Lin Peiyun’s swollen abdomen. Tiny beads of blood began to seep from the pale skin, revealing a thin, translucent white layer beneath.

Next, he carefully cut through the thin membrane and slowly inserted his hand, cautiously feeling around and gently maneuvering inside.

Even Bai Yingfan, who was no stranger to bloodshed, couldn’t help but swallow hard as he watched the scene unfold.

In no time, Xi Yue carefully pulled a blood-covered bundle from the incision.

Just as she had described, the umbilical cord was tightly wrapped around the fetus’s neck. Although the fetus didn’t need to breathe, the cord was so constricted that it cut off the mother’s supply of nutrients. Without intervention, the fetus would soon die.

“Dr. Xi, the baby’s face is turning blue, and he isn’t breathing!”

The maid who took the baby let out a startled cry, her eyes filled with panic. This was clearly a stillborn.