The Baby I Lost Is Actually with My Ex-Husband!

Chapter 107: Chapter 107 I’ll Take Charge

The nurse was terrified by the scene and watched helplessly as Song Shuyan left blood-like scratch marks on her neck and face with her sharp fingernails, while herpes zoster lesions kept popping up, as if she had been bitten by venomous insects.

She looked at Huo Tingdong and asked, “Mr. Huo, what should we do? The doctors have gone to arrange a transfer to another hospital, as Mingde currently lacks the facilities to treat her.”

Huo Tingdong said, “Has the transfer request been approved yet?” Transferring wasn’t easy; it required uploading the patient’s medical reports and coordinating with other hospitals, and if a hospital lacked the facilities, the transfer request wouldn’t go through.

The nurse said, “We haven’t received a response on the transfer request yet… We’re looking for a hospital that can provide the facilities we need.”

Huo Tingdong ordered, “First, restrain her hands so she can’t scratch herself.” Especially on the face—the area dense with nerves and blood vessels—it could lead to a fatal infection if not handled properly.

Mo Ke knocked on the door and came in. “Mr. Huo, I’ve brought Momo and Han to the hospital. Han wants to apply medicine to Miss Lin, but the doctors are stopping him.”

Huo Tingdong told the nurse, “You take care of her for now.”

The nurse nodded, “Yes,” and immediately went to fetch the restraints.

Huo Tingdong followed Mo Ke to the hospital room and saw Han being stopped by the doctor at the door.

“Young man, you can’t mess around! What is that in your hand?”

Momo said, “It’s medicine, it can treat infections when applied to the wound.”

The doctor chuckled upon hearing this. “Young man, you really shouldn’t be fooling around! The patient’s condition is very serious; we recommend amputation surgery to save her life. There’s a constant risk of the infection spreading; this is a hospital, not a place for playing house!”

Momo replied angrily, “Do you have any better solutions for treating my Mommy’s wounds? Is amputation the only option you have?”

The doctor explained, “Amputation is the safest procedure.” He didn’t believe that a seven-year-old child could apply an unknown concoction to a wound and improve the infection.

Seven-year-old!

His own daughter was eight and still couldn’t figure out Lego.

Huo Tingdong walked up with a menacing look and demanded, “Step aside!”

The doctor, upon seeing Huo Tingdong, hastily explained, “Mr. Huo, you can’t let your son mess around! This is a matter of life and death—a seven-year-old child, if something goes wrong and it becomes a matter of life… ”

Huo Tingdong, growing impatient, interrupted, “I will take responsibility for any consequences!”

Momo paused for a few seconds, then looked at Huo Tingdong.

Huo Tingdong raised his arrogant chin, looking down at the doctor’s face and declared firmly, “He’s my son. As his father, I’ll bear all the consequences he causes. I am responsible.”

He wouldn’t accept the doctor’s suggestion of amputation surgery. He wanted Lin Qi to wake up unharmed, without missing an arm or a leg.

His imposing manner and extraordinary resolve silenced the doctor instantly.

He too was making a gamble.

A gamble that Han could truly cure Lin Qi.

The doctor had no choice but to concede, stressing once again, “Mr. Huo, should Miss Lin face any life-threatening danger, the hospital will not be held accountable…” The hospital dared not take responsibility, nor could it bear it.

What could be more critical than a life-or-death matter?

Huo Tingdong said, “You’re dismissed.”

“Yes…” The doctor left the room, dejectedly.

Han immediately pushed the door open and entered the hospital room.

He pointed to the bed; it was raised too high for him to work comfortably due to his short height.

After Huo Tingdong lowered the bed, Han carefully began to unravel the gauze. Nearby, Momo, unable to bear looking at the bloody wound, turned away abruptly, clenching his fists and trembling.

Such a deep, mangled wound—it hurt him just to look at it!

He couldn’t bear to look any longer.

Han put on a mask, looked at the bone-deep wound, and took out the medicine pack beside him, slowly opening it.

The wound was too deep; therefore, the blowing method was needed.

He carefully poured the finely ground medicinal powder into a paper tube and blew it gently onto the affected area. Immediately after, he meticulously applied the medicated ointment he had prepared to the outer edge of the wound before wrapping it with gauze.

It was only after the wound was wrapped that Han finally let out a long sigh of relief. His body swayed, and he nearly collapsed.

Huo Tingdong, with his quick reflexes, steadied him and became anxious, “Han, what’s wrong with you?”

Rubbing his eyes, Han could barely keep them open. “Daddy… I’m so sleepy…” He had barely slept over the past two nights, his strength nearly exhausted.

As soon as he finished speaking, with a “thud,” Han’s small head leaned powerlessly against his shoulder, and he fell asleep in an instant.

Momo looked at Han’s exhausted sleeping face, feeling a pang of heartache, “Let him rest well; I’ll watch over Mommy.”

Huo Tingdong took Han to the adjoining caregivers’ room and returned to find Momo already had moved a stool to sit by the bed.

He gazed deeply at Lin Qi, unwilling to shift his gaze even an inch.

Huo Tingdong sat down beside him.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Huo Tingdong himself hadn’t closed his eyes for two days and nights either. Mo Ke brought over a sofa, and he wanted to carry Momo to the sofa, but Momo gently pushed back, “You go rest; I’ll keep watch.”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“I’m not tired; I’ve rested already.” Momo acted like a composed adult.

In a moment of vagueness—

Huo Tingdong thought he saw in Momo’s eyes and brows a shadow of his younger self.

Mature, steady, calm, wise.

A doubt fleetingly crossed his mind, only to be quickly dismissed.

Huo Tingdong sat down on the couch, resting his chin in his hand, and closed his eyes to rest.

Without realizing it, dawn was breaking again.

Momo was holding Lin Qi’s hand when suddenly he felt a slight twitch in her fingertips.

“Mommy…” he said hoarsely, looking at Lin Qi’s face with surprise and joy.

Lin Qi weakly opened her eyes, and the oxygen mask misted over. Her breathing grew stronger.

Almost instinctively, her parched lips parted, calling out Momo’s name, “Momo…”

Momo was overwhelmed with joy, immediately standing up and moving closer to her, gently saying, “Mommy, I’m here…” He hadn’t closed his eyes all night just to ensure that when Lin Qi opened her eyes, she would see him first.

Lin Qi’s blurry vision gradually became clear, and upon opening her eyes, she saw Momo’s gentle little face.

“Momo…” She weakly raised her hand.

Momo immediately grasped her hand tightly, seeing Lin Qi finally lucid, he suddenly felt a sourness in his eyes and they reddened; his voice became hoarse, “Mommy, you’ve finally woken up…”

Lin Qi struggled to ask, “Momo… you’re alright… aren’t you?” Wasn’t she dreaming?

Momo was still alive.

Momo was alright…

What about Han?

Lin Qi did not see Han and asked hesitantly, “Where’s Han…?”

Momo replied, “Han is tired and resting. Mommy, Han and I are both fine, nothing is wrong…” He was eager to find out what exactly had happened to Lin Qi but couldn’t bear to ask.

Mommy had just regained consciousness, he didn’t dare ask too much.

Lin Qi furrowed her brows, feeling her thoughts stuck in a rigid haze. She tried to recall exactly what had happened, but the more she tried, the more her head ached…

 

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