Ch 347: She Will Never Come Back
Shen Qing Shu paused, then said, “I’ll call Doctor Qin and have the driver take you to the hospital.”
“Okay.”
“Remember to bring your hospital bag. I’ll go straight to the hospital to meet you.”
“Okay, okay!”
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qing Shu turned the car towards Qin’s Hospital.
It was raining, and there were traffic jams everywhere. After calling Qin Yan Cheng, Shen Qing Shu, feeling uneasy, immediately called Aunt Yun.
Aunt Yun answered quickly, saying she was already on her way to the hospital.
Jiang Ruomi’s pained cries came through the phone.
Shen Qing Shu put the phone on speakerphone. While driving, she comforted Jiang Ruomi.
…
Arriving at the hospital, Shen Qing Shu parked the car and hurried to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department.
Jiang Ruomi had already been taken to the delivery room, and Qin Yan Cheng was waiting outside the door.
Aunt Yun was standing beside him, with some bloodstains on her clothes.
“How is she?”
Qin Yan Cheng looked serious. “There’s some bleeding. Director Chen is inside doing an examination. The specific situation is still unclear.”
“She’s full-term,” Shen Qing Shu adjusted her breath, looking at Qin Yan Cheng. “All the previous examinations were fine. She should be alright, right?”
Qin Yan Cheng shook his head, before he could speak, the delivery room door opened.
A nurse came out and said, “It was a precipitate delivery, a second-degree laceration, but thankfully she arrived at the hospital in time. It’s a girl, six pounds three ounces. The baby inhaled amniotic fluid and has been sent to the neonatal ward. The mother is currently being sutured. If there are no problems after two hours of observation, she can be transferred to a hospital room.”
Hearing this, Shen Qing Shu and Aunt Yun both breathed a sigh of relief.
…
Two hours later, after observation, Jiang Ruomi was transferred to the private VIP room Shen Qing Shu had arranged for her.
Not long after arriving in the ward, Jiang Ruomi woke up.
Upon seeing Shen Qing Shu, Jiang Ruomi smiled, “Sister Qing Shu.”
“Ruo Mi, congratulations! It’s a little princess.” Shen Qing Shu touched her pale face. “You’ve worked hard. The baby inhaled a little amniotic fluid when she was born and needs to be observed in the neonatal ward for a few days. Don’t worry, Doctor Qin has checked, and the baby is doing fine for now.”
“No wonder I didn’t hear her cry…” Jiang Ruomi’s eyes were a little red. “Sister Qing Shu, I think I saw Jin Que just now.”
Shen Qing Shu held her hand. “Ruo Mi, you’re tired. Go to sleep.”
Jiang Ruomi shook her head. “I’m not tired. I want to talk to you.”
Shen Qing Shu knew that she was feeling sad; the birth of her child had completely triggered her long-suppressed emotions.
“Jin Que said he liked daughters,” Jiang Ruomi’s tears rolled down her cheeks. “Sister Qing Shu, do you think Jin Que would be happy if he were still alive?”
Shen Qing Shu didn’t want to disappoint her at this moment.
“He would be. And your daughter inherited both of your good qualities. Doctor Qin just took a photo; shall I show you?”
Jiang Ruomi nodded. “I want to see.”
Shen Qing Shu opened her phone. “Look, she’s so fair-skinned, with big beautiful eyes. Six pounds three ounces. Her little face is so tender; she’s much prettier than Xiao Anning when she was born…”
Jiang Ruomi’s expression was pained, and her vision suddenly blurred.
Shen Qing Shu heard her cough and her heart tightened. “Ruo Mi? Are you feeling unwell?”
“No… cough…”
Jiang Ruomi tried to speak, but her chest felt tight, and she couldn’t breathe…
As if sensing something, she held Shen Qing Shu’s hand tightly, feeling that if she didn’t say it now, she would never have the chance again.
“Sister Qing Shu… I… I… I want to name my daughter Jiang Nianjin, and her nickname… her nickname will be Niannian…”
“Ruo Mi? Don’t scare me, Ruo Mi?”
Shen Qing Shu realized that she was in bad shape and hurriedly pressed the nurse call button—
Nurses and doctors rushed in instantly!
“It’s bad! Amniotic fluid embolism! Quickly, notify the resuscitation room, quickly!! Quickly, quickly, quickly…”
Shen Qing Shu and Aunt Yun were both stunned.
Amniotic fluid embolism is extremely dangerous!
Jiang Ruomi was rushed to the resuscitation room.
Everything happened so suddenly.
Shen Qing Shu and Aunt Yun waited outside the resuscitation room.
Qin Yan Cheng arrived hurriedly. “How is she?”
Shen Qing Shu clasped her hands together. “It’s amniotic fluid embolism. They just took her in for rescue.”
Qin Yan Cheng was silent.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Less than ten minutes later, the resuscitation room door opened—
Director Chen came out, looking grave.
Shen Qing Shu had a bad feeling…
Qin Yan Cheng stepped forward and asked, “Director Chen, how is she?”
“Unfortunately, the parturient woman suffered a sudden amniotic fluid embolism. We tried our best to rescue her, but we still couldn’t save her life.”
Shen Qing Shu’s legs went weak, and Aunt Yun reached out to support her.
The woman who was still talking to her just now… was gone…
Shen Qing Shu looked at the resuscitation room door, tears streaming down her face.
…
Jiang Ruomi was dead.
She died on the day her daughter was born.
The baby was still in the incubator, unaware that her mother had left forever.
As if sensing her mother’s departure, the baby developed a high fever that night.
The neonatal ward issued a critical condition notice.
Shen Qing Shu, unable to focus on her sadness, hurried to the neonatal ward and signed a bunch of rescue consent forms.
Until dawn, the baby’s condition finally stabilized.
But Shen Qing Shu’s nerves and emotions remained tense.
Jiang Ruomi had no family; her body was temporarily stored in the hospital morgue.
Shen Qing Shu went to the morgue to see her.
Jiang Ruomi’s body was covered with a white sheet.
Shen Qing Shu lifted the white sheet—
The woman’s eyes were closed, lying there quietly, as if she were asleep.
Shen Qing Shu cried, saying that she was cruel, how could she bear to leave her daughter so young?
She hadn’t even had time to take one last look at the child…
This cruel woman was sleeping very soundly.
Shen Qing Shu’s cries couldn’t bring her back.
No, perhaps she missed Jin Que too much, so she followed him.
But, Jin Que, why did he have to…?
“You foolish girl…” Shen Qing Shu touched Jiang Ruomi’s face one last time.
It was ice-cold.
She would never return.
…
As Shen Qing Shu was leaving the morgue, she saw Fu Si Yan walking towards her from a distance.
The man was walking quickly and came to her.
“Ashu, are you alright?” He looked at her, his eyes full of worry.
Shen Qing Shu had been crying; her eyes were red and swollen.
She looked at Fu Si Yan; her emotions had calmed down, and her expression was cold.
“Why are you here?”
“I have some free time these days. I wanted to take the children to Nanxi Mansion for a few days. I just arrived at the villa when Zhang Yun told me that Jiang Ruomi passed away. I wasn’t feeling reassured about you, so I came to see you.”
“Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your concern. I’m fine,” Shen Qing Shu’s tone was distant. “It’s just that I might be busy with Ruo Mi’s funeral arrangements for a few days, so it’s good that you’re taking the children away.”
Fu Si Yan truly felt her distance but was helpless.
He simply said, “Your body has just recovered; you shouldn’t overwork yourself. Leave the funeral arrangements to a professional team. I’ll have Shao Qing help with the arrangements…”
“No need,” Shen Qing Shu interrupted him. “Ruo Mi called me sister; I’m her family. I’ll handle the funeral myself. You just need to take care of the two children.”
Fu Si Yan pursed his lips.
Shen Qing Shu didn’t want to get entangled with him at this time; she had neither the patience nor the energy.
“Fu Si Yan, we’ve already made things clear last time,” Shen Qing Shu’s voice was weary. “You pick up the children and leave. I don’t need you to worry about my affairs.”
“I’m just worried that you’re too tired…”
“It shouldn’t be another woman’s husband who is worrying about how I am.”
That one sentence was like a death sentence for Fu Si Yan.
Fu Si Yan looked at her, his hands clenched at his sides, a wave of sadness washing over him.
After a moment, he sighed softly, “Then take care of yourself.”
Shen Qing Shu said a quiet thank you and didn’t stay any longer, walking past him towards the neonatal ward.
Fu Si Yan stood there watching her.
The woman’s back looked very frail, walking step by step, away from him.
Fu Si Yan wanted to rush forward and hug her, telling her: Ashu, there’s still me, I will always be with you.
But he knew he didn’t have the right.
But he still wasn’t reassured.
He called Qin Yan Cheng to ask if he could have Qiao Xingjia come and stay with Shen Qing Shu.
Qin Yan Cheng sighed on the other end of the phone, “I can’t help you this time. Xingxing has gone abroad, and she’s blocked my number.”
Fu Si Yan: “…”
He rubbed his temples. “What happened between you two again?”
“It’s always the same thing. Three days of small fights, one week of big fights. I’m tired too. Let’s just cool down for a few days.”
Only the people involved know best about the problems in their marriage.
Fu Si Yan wasn’t good at comforting people, so he didn’t ask further.
After hanging up the phone, he thought for a moment and called Wen Jingxi.
Wen Jingxi, upon hearing that Jiang Ruomi had passed away, immediately said that he would rush back.
Although he wasn’t very close to Jiang Ruomi, they did know each other, so he should come back for the funeral.
Besides, he was worried about Shen Qing Shu.
Wen Jingxi applied for a flight route. The Wen Family’s private plane landed at North City Airport at four o’clock in the morning.
Fu Si Yan went to pick him up personally.
