Chapter 122 Xia Nuan is alive (1/2)

Xia Nuan felt that she was dying. Violent pain spread to the pulse and blood vessels of her body.

Pinching the sheet of the bed tightly, Xia Nuan stared at the ceiling lamp and missed Ye Sichen.

Ye Sichen’s smile, gentleness, and his kind heart were full of her mind.

Then she gathered her thoughts to give birth to the baby.

“Come on! The baby is coming out.”

The obstetrician urged her to put forth her strength.

“Ye Sichen, Ye Sichen…” Xia Nuan muttered and exerted all her strength.

Outside the door, Ye Enchen paced back and forth with a sullen look.

His subordinates stood opposite him with their heads bowed, and didn’t say anything.

“Mr. Ye, sorry. Although the phone has been found from the river, all the data inside including the map were lost.” A subordinate said and handed the phone to Ye Enchen cautiously.

Ye Enchen held the phone with anger and said, “Inform the subordinates in Modu City that we need more people here.”

Then his subordinates left.

At this time, the baby cried weakly. Ye Enchen gathered his thoughts and rushed into the delivery room.

His precipitance shocked the nurse who was carrying the baby.

Xia Nuan got into a coma because of postpartum hemorrhage. The doctor was going to put the premature baby in an incubator.

Ye Enchen held the baby in his arms from the doctor’s hand. He looked at the little face and snorted.

“Sir, congratulations! It is a boy, weighing 4.5 pounds.” The doctor thought that Ye Enchen was the baby’s father.

Ye Enchen stroke the baby’s face.

This little boy took after Ye Sichen in his eyes and eyebrows with thick dark hair.

Ye Enchen’s hands were constantly tightened. Then he gave the baby to the doctor, “In order to keep the child safe, I will send someone to guard this room.”

The doctor was a little astonished to hear that. He wanted to tell Ye Enchen that the security facilities in the hospital was sound and there’s no need to send any guards here. However, Ye Enchen just left directly, leaving the doctor no chance to explain.

At this time, Song Kuncheng had a hunch that Xia Nuan got into trouble somewhere. So, he continued to dial that number. However, no one answered.

Song Kuncheng frowned, thinking that Xia Nuan hoped him to tell Ye Sichen…

In any case, Ye Sichen had a certain social status, which meant that maybe his subordinates could find out Xia Nuan’s whereabouts.

Think of this, Song Kuncheng went out to look for Ye Sichen.

However, according to recent news, maybe Ye Sichen was hospitalized, or he was holding concerts in other countries. Song Kuncheng had no idea where he was.

He went to Ye Sichen’s manor in Modu City, but was stopped at the door. No matter what he said, those people just did not let him in. Song Kuncheng had to wait him there. But he saw no sign of Ye Sichen until the next night. Only a few cars parked outside the manor.

When Song Kuncheng was about to leave disappointedly, he saw Si Nanyin holding a man to get off a car. Wearing a mask, the man looked thin and weak. It seemed that he would be blown over by the wind.

That person was Ye Sichen.

Without too much consideration, Song Kuncheng rushed out from a hidden place, “Mr. Ye!”

Ye Sichen stopped, turned around and saw Song Kuncheng.

Well, Ye Sichen’s bodyguards came to stop him, and Si Nanyin was more dissatisfied with Song Kuncheng.

“Ye Sichen, Xia Nuan is alive! She’s still alive!”

Song Kuncheng raised his voice excitedly, “Xia Nuan is getting into trouble now. She called me yesterday, but when I called her back, no one answered.”

Song Kuncheng was incoherent out of concern.

Ye Sichen looked at Song Kuncheng gloomily, revealing sorrow and grief, “Mr. Song is my friend. Let him in.”

They went into Ye Sichen’s study room.

Ye Sichen wore a black suit and he became peaked than ever before. Sitting opposite Song Kuncheng, he was looking at the birds and flowers outside the window.

“My power is limited, so I can only ask for your help. I shouldn’t have disturbed you, but Xia Nuan is in danger now, and I have to come to see you.”

Song Kuncheng looked very anxious, “You have a lot of people working for you, so you must be efficient…”

“What’s her number?” Ye Sichen interrupted Song Kuncheng’s words.

Song Kuncheng took out his phone and searched out the number Xia Nuan had called him that day. Then he handed his phone to Ye Sichen.

Ye Sichen took a look at the number.

Then he frowned with a sullen face.

This was Ye Enchen’s number…

Ye Sichen was more confused, and then he became a little angry.

Ye Enchen…

She lived with Ye Enchen, so she did not die?

He had been searching her everywhere for nearly a year, but he never expected that she could live with Ye Enchen.

With his hands trembling, Ye Sichen felt heart-broken.