Childish Flower

On the verge of falling into chaos, Mu Jin squeezed out what little strength remained in his body. His eyes drooped gently, concealing the scowl from his eyes.

His lips twitched slightly, and the hot breath he exhaled formed a white mist on the oxygen mask. Mrs Mu gently leaned over the side of his bed so that she could hear his tiny voice.

“I…might not be able to wait…for the Tian…” it was so hard to say a word as if it was consuming his life, almost only his faint breath supporting the words, “the lowermost shelf of the bookcase…I’ve…left something…for him…”

Warm, red blood poured out from his lower body, stinging the eyes of those around him. However, Mu Jin closed his eyes tightly as if he was unconscious, drenched in sweat. He did not even struggle to lift a finger.

The doctors around him didn’t dare to be the least bit careless. After obtaining Mrs Mu’s consent, they quickly began to prepare Mu Jin for a C-section.

His condition was not optimistic. He was born physically weak. The fetal position was wrong resulting in a difficult delivery. There were also signs of haemorrhage.

The anaesthetic was slowly pushed along the syringe into the silent man lying on the operation table. Mrs Mu did not dare to face the tragic situation in front of her, covering her mouth and turning away, shedding tears silently.

She has already lost one child! Does God want to take away her only remaining son again?

On the other hand, Gao Tianchen had just gotten off the plane.

When he received the news of Mu Jin’s premature labour at the branch’s shareholders’ meeting, Gao Tianchen was so nervous that his fingers were trembling as he held the pen. He immediately put the meeting on hold and rushed to the airport as fast as he could.

He had to go back to be with Mu Jin. He dared not even imagine how dangerous it would be for Omega to give birth without the company of an Alpha.

Moreover, Mu Jin’s body was so weak, and it was only in the past two months that he managed to get some flesh. He was also afraid that it would be extremely painful. To have a baby was like walking through the gate of hell.

On the plane, his mobile phone could not be switched on and Gao Tianchen could not get any news about Mu Jin. He was so anxious that every nerve was tense, praying that nothing would happen to Mu Jin and the baby.

Four hours later, the plane landed at the airport in S City. Gao Tian Chen opened his phone with trembling hands, a bunch of messages bombarded him. Apart from the ones about the termination of the meeting, there was only one message from Mrs Mu. The content was short, but it tightly gripped Gao Tian Chen’s heart.

“The baby was born, a healthy Alpha boy.”

This text message was like a reassuring pill, making Gao Tianchen’s seized heart palpitations drop a little.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his long, strong fingers tapping anxiously. His thoughts had already drifted to the hospital, wishing he could fly there with wings.

It was good that the baby came out safely. Looking at how weak and frail Mu Jin was before, he was worried that the delivery would not go well.

However, he never thought that after being gone for less than half a month, the baby would already be born.

Mu Jin must have had a very hard time giving birth alone. He had always been patient and did not say anything about the discomfort during pregnancy, and kept it to himself.

But how could he have survived such a heart-breaking pain of giving birth alone?

When he thought of this, Gao Tianchen’s mind was in turmoil again. He drove to the downtown hospital in a panic.

He was on his way full of guilt and worry. Little did he know that Mu Jin, at that moment, was already lying unconscious on the operating table.

The pheromones in his body were being mercilessly strangled by the anaesthetic, consuming what was an otherwise healthy territory. The pheromones were fading and weakening, along with the irrepressible heart failure and neurological shock, making it very difficult for him to even maintain his feeble breathing with an oxygen mask.

The doctors around him worked together in the most professional manner in the last-ditch effort to bring back the man who was already hovering on the brink of death.

When Gao Tianchen arrived at the hospital, he saw only Master Mu and his father. Their faces were as heavy and deep as they had ever been.

Mrs Mu has long since turned into a tearful person, and her delicate body could not bear the unbearable grief inside. She nearly fainted and fell asleep with a sedative.

On the verge of falling into chaos, Mu Jin squeezed out what little strength remained in his body. His eyes drooped gently, concealing the scowl from his eyes.

His lips twitched slightly, and the hot breath he exhaled formed a white mist on the oxygen mask. Mrs Mu gently leaned over the side of his bed so that she could hear his tiny voice.

“I…might not be able to wait…for the Tian…” it was so hard to say a word as if it was consuming his life, almost only his faint breath supporting the words, “the lowermost shelf of the bookcase…I’ve…left something…for him…”

Warm, red blood poured out from his lower body, stinging the eyes of those around him. However, Mu Jin closed his eyes tightly as if he was unconscious, drenched in sweat. He did not even struggle to lift a finger.

The doctors around him didn’t dare to be the least bit careless. After obtaining Mrs Mu’s consent, they quickly began to prepare Mu Jin for a C-section.

His condition was not optimistic. He was born physically weak. The fetal position was wrong resulting in a difficult delivery. There were also signs of haemorrhage.

The anaesthetic was slowly pushed along the syringe into the silent man lying on the operation table. Mrs Mu did not dare to face the tragic situation in front of her, covering her mouth and turning away, shedding tears silently.

She has already lost one child! Does God want to take away her only remaining son again?

On the other hand, Gao Tianchen had just gotten off the plane.

When he received the news of Mu Jin’s premature labour at the branch’s shareholders’ meeting, Gao Tianchen was so nervous that his fingers were trembling as he held the pen. He immediately put the meeting on hold and rushed to the airport as fast as he could.

He had to go back to be with Mu Jin. He dared not even imagine how dangerous it would be for Omega to give birth without the company of an Alpha.

Moreover, Mu Jin’s body was so weak, and it was only in the past two months that he managed to get some flesh. He was also afraid that it would be extremely painful. To have a baby was like walking through the gate of hell.

On the plane, his mobile phone could not be switched on and Gao Tianchen could not get any news about Mu Jin. He was so anxious that every nerve was tense, praying that nothing would happen to Mu Jin and the baby.

Four hours later, the plane landed at the airport in S City. Gao Tian Chen opened his phone with trembling hands, a bunch of messages bombarded him. Apart from the ones about the termination of the meeting, there was only one message from Mrs Mu. The content was short, but it tightly gripped Gao Tian Chen’s heart.

“The baby was born, a healthy Alpha boy.”

This text message was like a reassuring pill, making Gao Tianchen’s seized heart palpitations drop a little.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his long, strong fingers tapping anxiously. His thoughts had already drifted to the hospital, wishing he could fly there with wings.

It was good that the baby came out safely. Looking at how weak and frail Mu Jin was before, he was worried that the delivery would not go well.

However, he never thought that after being gone for less than half a month, the baby would already be born.

Mu Jin must have had a very hard time giving birth alone. He had always been patient and did not say anything about the discomfort during pregnancy, and kept it to himself.

But how could he have survived such a heart-breaking pain of giving birth alone?

When he thought of this, Gao Tianchen’s mind was in turmoil again. He drove to the downtown hospital in a panic.

He was on his way full of guilt and worry. Little did he know that Mu Jin, at that moment, was already lying unconscious on the operating table.

The pheromones in his body were being mercilessly strangled by the anaesthetic, consuming what was an otherwise healthy territory. The pheromones were fading and weakening, along with the irrepressible heart failure and neurological shock, making it very difficult for him to even maintain his feeble breathing with an oxygen mask.

The doctors around him worked together in the most professional manner in the last-ditch effort to bring back the man who was already hovering on the brink of death.

When Gao Tianchen arrived at the hospital, he saw only Master Mu and his father. Their faces were as heavy and deep as they had ever been.

Mrs Mu has long since turned into a tearful person, and her delicate body could not bear the unbearable grief inside. She nearly fainted and fell asleep with a sedative.

A terrible and ominous feeling spread through Gao Tianchen’s heart.

“Dad, where’s Xiao Jin?” His lips trembled uncontrollably. He tried to make his voice sound less shaky and spoke softly, asking his father.

There was a glimmer of hope and prayer in his eyes, hoping that it was all because he had worried too much. His father would tell him that Mu Jin was not in any serious condition.

Master Gao did not answer, his eyes downcast with the image of a man who had always been powerful and strong, but he shook his head and stretched out his age-stained hand to pat him gently on the shoulder.

“He’s… not well and the doctors have done everything they can. Yet he’s not out of danger.”

“You are lying to me! I don’t believe it!” Gao Tianchen didn’t dare to believe it. He was so flustered that he slapped the other party’s hand away.

“The baby has been born safely, he’ll be fine… he cant possibly be sick…” It was as if Gao Tian Chen’s soul had been stolen from him. There was not a single sparkle in his eyes, and he couldn’t stop mumbling.

His body was slumped in a desperate manner, clenching his fists, his knuckles white. The hair in front of his forehead fell gently, covering his dull, lost eyes.

After a long silence, he asked in a shaky voice, “Where is Xiao Jin?” His voice was as hoarse as the gravel.

Mu Jin was not out of danger, nor had he regained consciousness. His thin, slender body was filled with tubes of various instruments and equipment to maintain his weak life.

Gao Tianchen stood by the wide hospital bed, quietly gazing at the person on the bed. His gaze was cautious, not even daring to reach out and caress him. He was afraid that if even he touched him slightly, this fragile life would break with the wind.

He was sorry, so sorry that sorrow overflowed his whole heart. It consumed his chambers and burned this useless and cowardly soul to ashes.

The corners of the lying man’s mouth were slightly curled with a comforting, gentle smile. It was so quiet that he seemed to be drifting off to sleep as if trapped in the chaos of a very beautiful dream that he could not leave.

It was as if a warm, crystalline fluid had pooled in the burning eyes and then slipped away.