Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1320 - 1298: Baby, Bless Your Mommy

Ya Chen wiped the bloodstains with a tissue: "No need."

"Then... let’s come back tomorrow when the Crown Princess is in a better mood," the guard consoled.

"No need."

Soon after, she would face another, even larger surgery.

Right now, she needed proper rest for her body to recover quickly, and getting agitated at the sight of her enemy would do her no good.

**

Day by day passed.

Chu Xinyue’s recovery was progressing well, and the surgery was approaching.

After that day, Ya Chen never came back to the hospital.

She didn’t call him back, nor did she inquire about him, as if he no longer existed in her life.

Chu Yanhan learned from China that Chu Xinyue would undergo a heart transplant surgery and initially planned to come over, but at that moment, his wife gave birth to a son by caesarean.

Knowing this, Chu Xinyue asked Dr. Han to tell her father not to come, saying she had someone with her.

Chu Yanhan, seeing his daughter’s determination and knowing she was well cared for, postponed his flight, planning to return to S Country right after his wife was discharged.

The day before the heart transplant surgery, Chu Xinyue received several calls in her ward, from her father and Jiayi.

All were calls of consolation and encouragement for the next day’s surgery.

On the phone, there was assurance and encouragement, with Chu Xinyue holding the phone, suppressing the waves of emotions in her heart, trying to respond calmly.

Several times, she nearly choked up but swallowed her tears forcefully.

Chu Yanhan and Jiayi didn’t doubt Chu Xinyue’s over-calmed demeanor over the phone, as she had always been composed even in the face of catastrophic events.

Hanging up the phone, it was already late at night.

The surgery was scheduled for nine in the morning, and she had to fast from now until the surgery.

Before bed, Dr. Han brought in a cup of warm milk: "Xinyue, finished talking with Mr. Chu and Third Miss?"

Chu Xinyue, like the past days, hugged her knees and mumbled an acknowledgment.

"You haven’t eaten all night and need to fast until tomorrow. Drink some milk before sleeping," Dr. Han handed over the steaming milk.

A heart surgery is a major operation that, even if successful, is expected to last over ten hours — a significant physical challenge for the patient.

Chu Xinyue continued to stare blankly, as if her reactions were delayed, only taking the milk at Dr. Han’s subtle reminder.

Dr. Han hesitated but couldn’t hold back: "Xinyue, should I call His Highness to come? You both should have a good talk."

With the surgery the next day, he believed she would want to see the most important person in her life now.

She reacted as though she heard a monster, trembling as the cup tilted, spilling milk on her legs.

Dr. Han gasped as the hot milk splashed on her, and she didn’t even flinch. Feeling a pang in his chest, he quickly took the milk from her hands and called in the nurse aid to help her change clothes in the bathroom.

Seeing her like this, Dr. Han dared not mention Ya Chen’s name again. After helping her to bed with the nurse, he turned off the lights and left the ward.

Gently closing the door, he turned around and immediately saw a familiar figure standing at the hallway’s end, accompanied by two guards.

Dr. Han sighed softly and walked over: "I’m sorry, Your Highness, I tested her, but... Xinyue still doesn’t want to see you."

Without Dr. Han’s words, Ya Chen had already anticipated it and showed no surprise, silently turning to leave with the guards.

He got into the car, started the engine, and sped away.

...

The night deepened.

Arriving at the Ya Family residence, the car entered the courtyard through the open main gate and stopped in front of the main building.

Ya Chen walked straight to the garden, to the sweet acacia tree.

In just over a month, the sapling had grown significantly.

The trunk was thicker, and it had grown taller.

Yet their child forever remained the same age.

He gently caressed the tree, as if stroking the baby he never got to meet.

"Baby, watch over your mother and let her surgery go smoothly."

All night, he sat on the ground beside the sweet acacia tree.

The guards dared not disturb him, only standing silently by the garden’s entrance.

...

As dawn broke, with soft light peeking through the clouds, Ya Chen rose with the support of his cane.

The guard quickly approached and noticed that, despite Ya Chen not sleeping all night, there wasn’t any exhaustion on his face, only a cold, resolute sheen, quickly saying: "Your Highness."

Before the guard finished speaking, Ya Chen spoke, his tone serious: "Bring Lan Yurou to the hospital."

The guard was taken aback: "... This early, why take Miss Lan to the hospital?"

The man’s determined and stern expression brooked no argument: "Just take her to the hospital. Even if it means binding."

The guard took a deep breath, dared not question further, and turned to make arrangements.

**

Not even seven in the morning, Lan Yurou was awakened by noise and footsteps outside.

Since moving into the Ya Family to nurture her pregnancy, she usually slept undisturbed, who dared disrupt her dream?

Rubbing her bleary eyes, she reluctantly got up, about to call a servant, when the bedroom door opened.

A servant timidly came in with a familiar guard: "Miss Lan, His Highness requests your presence at the hospital now."

What nonsense, it’s just past six, the day hasn’t fully broken, why the hospital?

Hospital...? Oh right, wasn’t today Chu Xinyue’s surgery?

Lan Yurou threw on a robe and, holding her belly impatiently, asked: "The hospital? For what?"

The guard delivered Ya Chen’s message: "His Highness instructs you to go, please."

Though just awake, Lan Yurou sensed something was off, but she also knew that if Ya Chen wanted her to do something, he wouldn’t give reasons, so she politely declined: "I’m... not feeling well today, I don’t want to go out."

"His Highness insisted that you must go, Miss Lan, please don’t make this difficult for me!"

Hearing the guard’s words, Lan Yurou felt even more uneasy, a sense of foreboding filling her: "Didn’t I say? I’m not well, tell His Highness—"

The guard didn’t hesitate, stepping forward to drag Lan Yurou out!

The servant screamed, unsure whether to intervene, panicking.

Lan Yurou was stunned, until being pulled outside the bedroom, only then coming to her senses, shouting: "Are you crazy? You dare rough me up! I carry the Ya Family’s child, if anything happens, you can’t repay with nine lives!"

"I’m sorry! His Highness’s orders, even if we have to bind you, you’re going!" The guard was unyielding!