Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Inside Tzu Chi Temple in Beijing

Because of the Lantern Festival, all walks of life will return to normal work and rest, many people come to embrace the Buddha to pray for a successful new year.

The sky is bright, and the sun shines through the old tree branches and falls on the interlaced red stripes on the tree. The refracted red light is dazzling and stunning.

"Third Uncle, don't you understand the sign?" Huai Sheng was helping to greet the pilgrims, seeing that Fu Chen hadn't moved the sign for a long time, he couldn't help asking.

"Just now when I was asking for a lottery, my mind was distracted, and I was going to ask for another lottery."

"OK."

Huaisheng went back to his hometown with the Huang family. They haven't seen each other for more than three months. He has grown taller, but he has also become dark and thin. His sick elder brother passed away on the ninth day of the first lunar month.

Although his sister came to the capital, and the second elder of the Fu family promised to support her to go to school, she did not intend to stay in the capital.

The little girl wanted to be strong, saying that since her parents were in prison, there was only one elderly grandmother left in the family, and she really didn't want to be too far away from her.

The village helped her family to be included in the poor households, and there were subsidies. The village director also helped her contact the school. The nine-year compulsory education did not need the Fu family's funding at all. Fu Chen helped her contact a student foundation. As long as she passed the review, There is a flat monthly subsidy until she goes to university.

When she came to the capital this time, she not only sent Huaisheng, but also brought some special products such as bacon and pickles from her hometown, and distributed them to Sizhong and Fu's family according to meat and vegetables, which was regarded as thanks.

Fu Chen threw away the lottery and drew another one.

When he saw the signature, a crack appeared on his usually gentle face, or...

【Undersigned】.

Song Fengwan will be back in a few days, is it possible that something bad will happen at this time?

"Third Uncle, do you want to release the lottery?" Huai Sheng asked.

"No, there are many guests in the temple, so let's be tight with others first." Fu Chen tightly signed the paper, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

**

At this moment, Nanjiang

Song Fengwan was completely flustered, seeing clear liquid flow out from Qiao Aiyun's inner thigh, is that amniotic fluid?

Although she was an adult, she was still a child, so she didn't know much about childbirth. She only heard them talking occasionally, saying that the amniotic water broke meant that she would give birth soon, and it couldn't be delayed for too long.

But Yan Wangchuan was at the company, and the old lady went out to buy vegetables and went to the flower market, so she was not at home at all.

"Mom, I..." Song Fengwan didn't dare to touch her.

"Help me to lie down first, call 120." Qiao Aiyun is not the first time to give birth, she is still calm, she knows it may be that the amniotic fluid has broken.

"Okay!" Song Fengwan helped her to the bed, followed her instructions, put a pillow under her buttocks, and took a clean towel to put it on.

She hit 120 with trembling fingers, took a deep breath, and accurately conveyed the address and the news that someone at home was about to give birth.

"Okay, the ambulance will be here soon." The operator hung up the phone quickly.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from downstairs...

Yan Shaochen's!

Song Fengwan ran downstairs, "Brother Shaochen!"

"You are at home, I want to say, why is there no one at home, I know you are going to start school, so I will send you something." Yan Shaochen put the gift box on the table.

"My mother is about to give birth! What should I do..."

There were other servants in the Yan family who were busy on the first floor. Hearing this, they were all terrified. Some of them who had given birth hurried upstairs to help.

Yan Shaochen was even more confused, I have never given birth to a child, why are you looking for me?

Song Fengwan was in a panic at the moment, he went to the doctor in a hurry, and asked for help from everyone he saw.

"What should we do now? Send him to the hospital or not?" Yan Shaochen went upstairs, but there was nothing he could do.

"I called an ambulance and it should be here soon."

"Don't touch Madam, wait for the ambulance to come." Several servants chattered.

The Nanjiang ambulance arrived fairly quickly. It arrived at Yan's house in about 6 minutes. They asked about Qiao Aiyun's specific situation, carried her on a stretcher, and put her in the car, always in a supine position with her buttocks raised.

Song Fengwan got into the car right after him, and only then did he think of calling Yan Wangchuan.

**

At that time, Yan Wangchuan was in a meeting, nothing more than discussing the company's work direction and arrangements for the new year.

Yan Wangchuan held a white porcelain teacup with his fingers, drinking hot tea, and listening to the discussion of the people below, a sudden mobile phone vibrated, and the meeting room was instantly solemn, and no one spoke.

It is a big taboo not to turn off the phone during a meeting. Everyone subconsciously checked their mobile phones, and when they looked up, they saw Yan Wangchuan, who was in the first place, answered the phone, "Sorry, it's my daughter's."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Song Fengwan came to the company as an intern for a while, and Yan Wangchuan was the gentlest at that time...

Many people in the company have been with the Yan family all their lives, and they have seen Yan Wangchuan with a sparse expression, eating egg tarts and drinking milk tea, so down-to-earth.

He is not good at acting, but everyone can feel that he is very conniving to Song Fengwan, and it can be said that he is doting.

"Hi—" His voice was still cold.

Song Fengwan knew the company's working hours and schedule, and she seldom called herself, so Yan Wangchuan naturally answered the call immediately.

Everyone was still discussing with their heads tilted. Their boss really changed a lot after getting married, and they just watched "哗啦——" the chairs scratched the ground, and the sound was harsh.

Before everyone could react, they looked at the calm and restrained boss, and swallowed nervously, "...don't worry, I'll go there right away, which hospital did you send it to?"

Based on the principle of proximity, the ambulance was sent to the third city hospital closest to Yan's house.

"The Third City Hospital, we'll be there soon, come here quickly." Song Fengwan was sweating from anxiety.

"Okay." Without telling everyone, Yan Wangchuan went to the office to get the car keys and ran to the garage.

When everyone heard about the hospital, they guessed that something happened to Qiao Aiyun.

"Is it going to be born?"

"Didn't it mean that the expected date of delivery is in late March? Mr. Yan also deliberately arranged the remaining two months of work, and prepared to accompany her to give birth and confinement with her. This is too long in advance."

"My wife was born in just over eight months, and the baby is quite healthy, much earlier than the expected date of delivery."

...

A group of middle-aged men in the conference room were discussing the issue of having children with unusual enthusiasm.

And Yan Wangchuan drove to the hospital, already nervous and sweating on his back.

Song Fengwan called the old lady again, maybe she was in the vegetable market or the flower market, but the phone didn't get through for a while, and finally she called Huang Ma, who was following her, and the two hurried to the hospital.

"Wanwan, don't be nervous." Qiao Aiyun held her daughter's hand.

Yan Shaochen beside him broke out in a cold sweat, and Song Fengwan's eyes turned red from anxiety, but she was very calm as a pregnant woman, and kept comforting the two of them.

"Don't be afraid, it's just having a baby, it's okay."

Song Fengwan bit her lip. To her, a broken amniotic fluid was a big deal, how could she still laugh.

After arriving at the hospital, Qiao Aiyun was surrounded by several doctors for examination. At the same time, the labor pain became more obvious, and it was obvious that she was about to give birth.

"I want to have a normal delivery." Conceptually, it is better to have a normal delivery than a caesarean section. Qiao Aiyun knows that she is old and the delivery is dangerous, but she also wants to try it.

"If you have a natural delivery..." Qiao Aiyun is in good health, but the doctor is still worried that she will lose strength in the future due to her age.

"No, let's have another caesarean section."

The doctor nodded, "Is the family here?"

Song Fengwan nodded.

"Adult?" The doctor looked at her with a student look on his face.

"Yeah." She muffled in response.

It is nothing more than to explain Qiao Aiyun's situation. Normally, when the amniotic fluid breaks, it means that she will give birth immediately. Qiao Aiyun's age is at that point, and giving birth is not without any danger...

The doctor told her a number of highly probable scenarios.

Before surgery, all risks and surgical arrangements must be informed in advance.

"...Any operation is dangerous. Are you clear about what I told you just now?"

Song Fengwan's mind was full of what the doctor said just now, caesarean section, what other bleeding during the operation, neonatal asphyxia, postoperative infection...

The little face turned pale with fright.

"If there is no problem, you can sign it, we need to send her to the delivery room immediately."

"I... sign?"

Song Fengwan looked at the printed informed consent form, which required the signatures of three parties, and one column included family members. Yan Shaochen was a distant relative of the Yan family, so he couldn't be the master. Only Song Fengwan was late.

She has made many decisions, but this is going to be on the operating table, and it is her mother, so she is really confused.

"Wan Wan, don't be afraid." Qiao Aiyun reassured her, "The doctor told me that the risks of surgery are normal, but these things don't just happen."

Qiao Aiyun was in a hurry to enter the delivery room, time was running out, Song Fengwan's fingers trembling while holding the pen, signed, and the hospital immediately began to prepare for delivery.

When Yan Wangchuan rushed to the hospital, Qiao Aiyun was just about to enter the delivery room.

His back was completely soaked, and he trotted all the way, full of dust, without any usual dignified appearance, "How is it?"

"Uncle Yan..." Song Fengwan almost burst into tears when he saw Yan Wangchuan, "I'm about to give birth."

"Can I go in and accompany her?" Yan Wangchuan looked at the medical staff.

This is what he and Qiao Aiyun agreed at the beginning, and they wanted to accompany her to give birth...

The doctor discussed it, and considering the wishes of the pregnant woman and the actual situation, Yan Wangchuan was allowed to enter.

When the old lady Yan arrived, Qiao Aiyun had already entered the delivery room. Song Fengwan only remembered what the doctor said and said how many fingers were prescribed, and Qiao Aiyun's cries of unbearable pain could be heard in her ears, and she panicked.

"Go in?" The old lady was also out of breath.

"Um."

"Be scared, don't be afraid, it's okay." The old lady patted her on the shoulder and reached out to hug her.

The little girl felt cold all over.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." The old lady helped her to sit on a chair outside the delivery room, and Yan Shaochen stood beside him, also with a serious face.

The process of giving birth seemed extremely long, and Song Fengwan couldn't sit still, so he got up and walked back and forth until the phone in his pocket vibrated, and Fu Chen called.

"Hello—" she took two steps to the other side with her mobile phone.

"Is everything packed?" Fu Chen was driving Huai Sheng and his sister to the old house, and the elder wanted to invite them to dinner.

"Third Brother..." When Song Fengwan listened to Fu Chen, his heart ached and his eyes turned red.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Fu Chen slowed down the car and leaned the car aside, "Are you crying?"

"My mother is about to give birth... just now at home, the amniotic fluid broke, and it flowed a lot..." Her voice was intermittent.

At this moment, there was a roar of collapse from the crack of the closed door, and Song Fengwan shivered in fright, "I won't tell you now."

Fu Chen also heard the tragic cry, and his head was buzzing.

"Third Uncle, are you alright?" Huai Sheng sat at the back, hugging the co-pilot's back seat, and looked at Fu Chen with his head tilted.

"It's okay." Fu Chen coughed twice.

Isn't it just to have an extra brother-in-law or sister-in-law, what's the big deal.

"But..." Huai Sheng bit his lip, "Your face is pale."

Fu laughed dully, and after a long time, he licked his dry cheeks.

When he thought that soon, there would be a milk doll hugging him and calling him brother-in-law, he felt a little broken.

And the saddest thing is that no matter how uncomfortable he is, he still has to prepare a congratulatory gift...

Go to Nanjiang in person to congratulate!

He lowered his head and edited the text message, reassuring Song Fengwan, saying that the production will be safe and smooth.

At this time, Yan Wangchuan in the delivery room had a serious face, and the sweat on his forehead and back was even more than that of the pregnant woman?

The midwife looked confused, "Sir, please encourage Madam, don't be silent like a sculpture, cheer her up."

They agreed to Yan Wangchuan's entry in the hope that the mother could give birth with more peace of mind. It must be different to have her husband's encouragement, but after he came in, he didn't say a word!

Yan Wangchuan gritted his teeth, he was stupid, finally, under the doctor's angry glaring, he held Qiao Aiyun's hand and said two words.

"come on!"

The doctor was so angry that I really wanted to throw him out!

It's a new day, don't forget to punch in and leave a message.

Wanwan was shocked, the third master was depressed, the senior was nervous, and the old lady was very happy...

Third Master: You have to prepare a gift to congratulate yourself!

**

My mother had an operation before, and there was no one at home. I ran back from school to sign the consent form for her operation. If you have followed me a few old readers, some people may still remember this. It was during the summer vacation. I stayed with her in the hospital for a long time.

When I signed the contract, I was also frightened and stupid, and it was then that I felt that I was an adult.