Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The blood reserve in the bank was not enough after several transfusions, and the nurse asked, “Does anyone here have A-type blood? It’s urgent!”
“I’m A-type!” Yi Xiao said as he raised his hand.
Yi Xiao went with the nurse for an examination, and he got his blood drawn twice.
“The most we can draw from you is 400 cc,” the nurse said when Yi Xiao wanted them to take more.
“Don’t worry! I can handle it. Please take more if it’s needed!” Yi Xiao insisted.
“You really love your wife very much, huh?” the nurse said, touched by Yi Xiao’s feelings towards Fang Xiaocheng.
Another 200 cc was drawn from Yi Xiao until the nurse stopped him.
“That’s the limit. If we take more than this, your body will collapse.”
“Please, please save her,” Yi Xiao begged as the nurse was about to leave with the blood.
“We will do our best.”
Fang Xiaocheng finally survived the worst and was sent back to her room.
It was already noon the next day when Fang Xiaocheng woke up. She knew that she was still alive when she saw the face of her friends.
“You’re finally up!” Xu Xiyan said excitedly while holding Fang Xiaocheng’s hand. “You gave us a shock when you lost too much blood! If not for Yi Xiao’s blood, we didn’t know how you were going to survive that.”
“Thank you…” Fang Xiaocheng said weakly to the man next to her.
She did not expect that she would have to experience such hardship during labor and even need Yi Xiao to donate his blood.
“You’re welcome. As long as you and the kid are safe, this is nothing,” Yi Xiao said while his face was reddened.
The feeling of knowing his blood was flowing in the veins of the person he cared for the most was wonderful to him.
Upon the mention of the child, Fang Xiaocheng wanted to see her kid, and Xu Xiyan brought the kid over to her.
“Your son weighs 5.5 kg. He looks like you, doesn’t he?” Xu Xiyan said.
“Yes, a little…” Fang Xiaocheng said as she looked at the baby that had come from her belly.
When she thought of Wang Dazhi not being able to see the kid, she couldn’t help but cry.
“Hey, don’t cry… You shouldn’t cry after your labor…” Xu Xiyan comforted Fang Xiaocheng until she stopped crying.
“Have you thought of a name for the kid?” Xu Xiyan asked, trying to divert Fang Xiaocheng’s attention.
“Yes, there was a name that I thought of in the past, Yibei. [1] Fang Yibei. It means ‘memories of the North.’ How does it sound?”
Since Wang Dazhi was from the Nothern part of Zstan, Fang Xiaocheng gave her son the name as a memory of Wang Dazhi.
“I think it’s a good name!” Xu Xiyan smiled and looked at Fang Yibei. “Beibei, this is your name from onwards. Fang Yibei.”
The kid’s name was settled, and yet no one present in that room would ever expect that the kid would take on Yi Xiao’s family name in the future.
After Fang Xiaocheng checked out from the hospital, she went to the maternity hotel that Xu Xiyan had prepared for her.
Yi Xiao remained at her side at all time until she was ready to go home.
…
Valentine’s Day arrived four days later on the 14th of February.
It was also the premiere day for Huo Yunshen and Xu Xiyan’s film, In the Shadows of the Stars.
As the people began to lose hope in love when Lu Mingsheng and Huo Yijing’s marriage went sideways, the movie was served as a “stabilizer” for them.
Endnote:
[1] “Yibei” is comprised of two Chinese characters, Yi (忆) which means memory, and Bei (北) which is North.
