After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 41 A daughter was born
“I understand, Mr. Gu,” Wei Zhou said.

If Grandpa Gu knew that Song Jin'an's baby might not survive, his body would definitely not be able to hold on.

This child is the old man's hope.

Half an hour later, the door to the emergency room opened, and a nurse pushed out a tiny stroller covered with a transparent face mask.

As Gu Xijue watched the nurse wheel her over, he felt a surge of nervousness. The nurse rushed over, her voice quick and urgent: "Mrs. Gu has given birth to a baby girl. Please take a look; we're about to take the child to the neonatal ward for further treatment."

Gu Xijue only heard the word "daughter" and glanced into the stroller, but felt no extra excitement.

After the nurse gave the child a quick look, she immediately asked another nurse who was with her to take the child away first, while she stopped and continued talking.

"Mr. Gu, the child was born prematurely and has congenital developmental deficiencies. The child's current condition is not very stable and there is a risk of premature death at any time. Please be prepared."

"How is the adult now?" Gu Xijue skipped over the child and went straight to asking about the adult's condition, which surprised the nurse for a moment before she spoke.

"Mrs. Gu's condition is currently stable. If anything happens, we will notify you immediately."

Gu Xijue nodded, and the nurse went back into the emergency room.

Wei Zhou, who had been standing behind the two of them and listening to the whole thing, was filled with apprehension. His wife had given birth to a girl?

Is there still a place for this mute wife in the Gu family?

Wei Zhou was well aware that the elders of the Gu family wanted a grandson rather than a granddaughter, which would make his wife's situation even more difficult.

But in Gu Xijue's heart, things were slowly changing from calm to something more...

It was as if a stone had been thrown at the once calm and still water, splashing water everywhere.

...In the intensive care unit.

Song Jin'an lay lifelessly on the hospital bed, wearing a ventilator. Her arms and thighs were broken, and almost every bone in her body was broken.

She was practically paralyzed, but she survived. Moreover, she had a cesarean section, an incision in her abdomen, and a catheter. Even the intern nurse who came to help change her dressings thought it was the worst case she had ever encountered since she graduated.

Song Jin'an remained unconscious. Due to the impact to her head, she suffered a mild concussion. Her entire body was wrapped in gauze, and her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

If it weren't for the instruments beside it beating rhythmically, not in a straight line, it really wouldn't look like a living person.

A junior nurse who was changing her abdomen and applying medicine numbed the supervising nurse with her elbow: "This person lying here, besides the caregiver and a nanny who come over frequently these past few days, why haven't I seen any of her relatives?"

The young nurse had just graduated from school and was doing her internship. She didn't know anything, but she dared to ask all sorts of questions.

The supervising nurse glared at her: "Focus on your work, why are you asking such nonsense?"

When the young nurse heard that her supervising teacher had scolded her, she pouted and looked very unhappy.

Only after she had finished everything she was doing did the supervising nurse approach her: "In the hospital, do more, talk less, and be less curious."

"Okay, I won't ask anymore, alright?" The nurse was still a little unconvinced.

The moment the door opened, I discovered that the intensive care unit was filled with hospital leaders and experts.

They lined up in an arc, with a man in a suit standing in the middle.

(End of this chapter)