He sat in the passenger seat, his gaze fixed on the unconscious person in the back seat.

Ling Yichen saw him like this and wanted to say something, but ultimately found himself unable to speak. He could only offer some comforting words: "Don’t worry, Anna will be fine."

"Okay." Lin Mubai was too focused on his wife’s condition to notice that the other person used his wife’s English name instead of the Chinese name An Nan.

The car quickly arrived at the hospital entrance, where medical staff were already waiting. As soon as the car stopped, several figures rushed over.

"Quickly, take her to the operating room."

A group of people continued to sprint towards the hospital’s operating room.

Lin Mubai, Ling Yichen, and Zuo Qingfeng, who arrived in the following car, continued running towards the hospital’s operating room.

Zuo Qingfeng felt a strange sensation towards Ling Yichen, but upon reconsideration, thought he might be overthinking it.

"How could it be! How would they know each other?"

But when the man comforted Lin Mubai once more, he could sense something unusual.

Anna is not An Nan.

Does he know her?

How do they know each other? When did this happen?

Even though his mind was filled with confusion, he didn’t intend to question the other party now. If the answer was what he feared, it would only create trouble. So he decided to wait and find a chance to ask privately later to settle his own doubts.

About ten minutes after An Nan was sent to the operating room, medical staff came out to seek the family’s opinion: "Who is the patient’s family?"

Lin Mubai quickly stepped forward: "I am her husband. How is my wife?"

Despite being a young nurse, seeing such a handsome man stirred ripples in her heart, followed by waves of disappointment. It indeed proved the old saying that good men and handsome men are already someone else’s husband.

Nevertheless, adhering to her professional ethics, she quickly returned to her normal emotions: "Sir, your wife is having a premature birth. The surgeon asked me to inform you that a cesarean section must be performed immediately. He hopes you will sign the surgery consent form."

Upon hearing of the necessary early cesarean, Lin Mubai’s mind went blank.

Even Ling Yichen, standing nearby, was now unsettled. His gloomy gaze fell on the nurse’s face, his tone incredibly dark: "You must immediately tell the surgeon that we will not sign the surgery consent form, but he must perform the surgery right now. If anything happens to the mother or child, I, Ling Yichen, will not let him off. If he doesn’t believe me, he should try."

The nurse was frightened by his words.

As she stood there stunned, his rebuking voice continued to ring in her ears: "Why are you still standing here instead of returning to the operating room?"

"I’ll go! I’ll go immediately!"

As her words fell, the nurse quickly turned and sprinted towards the operating room, as if someone were chasing her.

Once the nurse’s figure disappeared, Ling Yichen turned his head towards the pale-faced man beside him and said: "It’s okay, Anna will be fine."