If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 742: Chapter 742: Abort This Child
 

“Here they come, here they come!” At this moment, a few nurses came over with a stretcher.

“Quick, help her onto the stretcher, call the doctor!” a nurse said.

“Right, has Doctor Wen arrived?”

“Even if Doctor Wen were here it wouldn’t make a difference, he’s not a gynecologist.”

Xu Chaomu was completely dazed, bombarded by their noisy voices. She frowned slightly, finding the noise bothersome.

But she had no strength and could only let them move her from the bed.

As her hand parted from the sheet, she tightly clenched her cell phone.

She wanted… to call Shen Chi.

She wanted to hear his voice, so much, so very much.

As they wheeled her away from the ward, holding only her cell phone in her hand, her face was pale, and she had no strength, but she still wanted to call him…

“Fourth Brother…” In agony, she furrowed her brows and silently called out to him in her heart.

The pain gradually numbed; she no longer knew what “pain” even felt like.

As they rushed her toward the operating room, she saw people pass by her in a blur.

Curious, sympathetic, and shocked gazes bombarded her like sharp arrows.

One hand clenched the blanket tightly; her body arched in pain, and sweat soon soaked through the sheets.

Passing a certain place, with her eyes half-open, she happened to see a clock on the wall. It was seven in the morning.

He must be awake by now, she longed for his morning greeting…

The corners of her lips faintly curled up, and her hand holding the cell phone struggled to lift.

She wanted to call him…

“Miss, please put down the phone, you can speak after the surgery,” the nurse kindly suggested.

Xu Chaomu shook her head; the pain was so intense she couldn’t speak. Right now, she just wanted to hear his voice.

Later, if she managed to dial his number but couldn’t speak, she’d let him think she dialed by mistake.

A small smile touched her lips at her own silly thought.

Finally, she dialed his number.

Looking at the “Hubby” flashing on her cell phone, the pain seemed to lessen somewhat.

After fifteen seconds, the call connected.

But the person who answered was a woman!

“Hello?”

Xu Chaomu’s brows furrowed. Who was she? Where was Shen Chi?

“Shen Chi is in the shower, do you want him to take the call?”

This time, Xu Chaomu recognized the voice. The tension in her heartstrings intensified! That voice was all too familiar, painfully familiar!

It was Bai Man! Bai Man!

Her eyes widened, and the phone nearly slipped from her ear.

Why was Bai Man with Shen Chi? Why?

A sudden constriction in her chest brought excruciating pain, so much so that she could neither live nor die from it.@@novelbin@@

She couldn’t speak, a burning pain in her throat, as if a stone was stuck, blocking any words from coming out.

Her grip on the phone tightened; she resisted the impulse to throw it away, and the urge to cry…

Five years, it had been a full five years since she had last heard Bai Man’s voice. She didn’t expect to cross paths with her again in this lifetime.

Five years ago, because of some “secrets” Bai Man revealed, she was so tormented she nearly had a mental breakdown.

Now, five years later, at her most vulnerable, when she could barely save her child, Bai Man reappeared.

She was nearly collapsing, an overwhelming collapse!

Xu Chaomu didn’t speak; her lips trembled uncontrollably, unable to produce any sound.

But without Xu Chaomu’s response, Bai Man still heard the noise on her end, she curved her lips slightly and said indifferently, “Calling so early, checking in?”

Xu Chaomu held the phone, her face twisted in pain.

Just then, nurses pushed her into the operating room.

“Miss, please give us your phone,” a nurse said.

Xu Chaomu would not relent, clutching the phone tightly.

Bai Man continued with a raised eyebrow, “Pity that your husband is with me this early morning. The scenery in Washington is lovely, especially at dawn, the air is fresh, and there are beautiful roses in my villa. Do you hear the birds singing?”

Xu Chaomu’s heart clenched with unspeakable pain.

She didn’t believe what Bai Man was saying; she just couldn’t understand why Bai Man, after five years, reappeared… with Shen Chi…

Shen Chi’s cell phone was in Bai Man’s hands…

“Don’t worry, we’re just friends,” Bai Man said coolly, “Do you want me to pass the phone to him?”

Xu Chaomu was in too much pain to speak, silence at both ends.

Her hands trembled ceaselessly; waves of pain coursed through her abdomen, and her heart felt as if it were being stabbed repeatedly with a knife.

“Oh? You’re not feeling secure? He’s just staying here at my villa. Ha, why am I even explaining this to you, there’s nothing to explain,” Bai Man laughed.

That was Bai Man’s voice, a sound she hadn’t heard in five years.

It felt as if a lifetime had passed when she heard it again.

Did the two of them still have contact?

She didn’t know what had happened after five years; all she knew was that Shen Chi swapped a contract for Bai Man’s life…

Later on, all she knew was that Bai Man went abroad, and that was a departure that lasted five years.

No one mentioned her again, and she never asked.

So Bai Man was in Washington.

Xu Chaomu’s grip loosened, and with a “clack”, the phone slipped from her ear, rolled around twice, and fell onto the floor.

On the other end, Bai Man heard a “thud” before hanging up.

“Oh dear, miss, your phone.” A nurse bent down to pick it up for her.

Only, the screen was shattered, and the phone was turned off.

“Miss, shall I hold onto your phone for now? I’ll give it back to you afterwards,” a kind-hearted nurse offered.

Xu Chaomu didn’t speak; she remained silent.

Gradually, she closed her eyes, feeling only the crushing pain all over her body.

Pain, pain in every limb, yet all these combined were not even a tenth of that in her heart.

Large beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, her eyes closed as she bit her lip.

A female doctor arrived, put on her gloves and mask, and urgently said, “Prepare for local anesthesia.”

Several nurses nodded hastily: “Okay!”

One of them comforted Xu Chaomu: “Miss, try to relax, it will be alright, the child won’t have any issues.”

Xu Chaomu didn’t speak, but everyone saw how much pain she was in, her face as pale as paper.

Especially after making that call, she became even more upset.

“It’s going to be okay, it’s going to be okay,” the nurse comforted her as they prepared for the anesthesia.

Xu Chaomu shook her head, vehemently.

It was as if something was stuck in her throat; she couldn’t speak, but this time summoning all her strength, she finally managed to say, “Terminate… this child.”

Her voice was weak, laden with sorrow and agony.

In the quiet operating room, everyone heard her words.