novelraw Chapter 316 The ambulance arrived and headed straight for the best hospital.
Chapter 316 The ambulance arrived and headed straight for the best hospital.
The piercing sirens instantly ripped apart the deathly silence of the Los Angeles night.
That was a cry of life, and also an absolute declaration of the Lin family's power.
The ambulance was like a bolt of lightning; carrying the most precious woman and new life in the world, every turn it made was breathtaking.
In front of and behind the ambulance, thirteen pure black Rolls-Royce Phantoms formed a domineering, orderly, and cold formation, tightly protecting the ambulance in the center.
This kind of spectacle has never been seen on the streets of Hollywood before.
The once bustling city lights now seemed to have become a mediocre backdrop to this torrent of steel.
The Los Angeles Police Department even activated its highest-level, special, and forceful road clearing plan.
At every intersection the convoy passed through, the traffic lights were forcibly locked in green, and all vehicles traveling sideways were brutally stopped by armed traffic police a hundred meters away.
The streets were blocked off, and the air seemed to freeze.
At this moment, the entire city made way for Su Qingge.
Inside the Phantom behind the ambulance, the atmosphere was oppressive, even carrying a heavy, suffocating feeling that made it hard to breathe.
Nuonuo sat upright, her two chubby little hands tightly gripping Old Chen's calloused palms.
Her delicate face was deathly pale, even paler than Su Qingge's.
Surprisingly, the usually delicate little guy didn't shed a single tear.
She pursed her lips, her big eyes fixed on the rapidly receding neon lights outside the window, her gaze filled with a maturity and resilience beyond her young age.
"Grandpa Chen, Mommy won't be in pain for too long, right?"
Nuonuo's voice was soft and gentle, like that of a frightened kitten.
Old Chen's heart clenched violently. He gripped Nuonuo tightly with his other hand, his voice hoarse.
"Yes, young lady, the madam is very lucky. The young master is over there; even the King of Hell would have to give way."
"Don't cry, Nuonuo. Nuonuo is going to be a big sister. She needs to become strong so that she can protect her younger brothers and sisters."
The little girl gritted her teeth, nodded heavily, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly held them back.
Meanwhile, inside the ambulance speeding ahead, another tug-of-war was taking place between extreme tenderness and extreme pain.
Lin Zhou knelt beside the stretcher, his suit jacket already discarded to the side, the cuffs of his white shirt rolled up, stained with a few glaring scarlet bloodstains.
He gripped Su Qingge's almost cold hand tightly, his palm covered in sticky sweat from extreme tension.
Each contraction of Su Qingge's was like a sharp, blunt knife, cruelly cutting into Lin Zhou's strong heart.
"Qingge, listen, do you remember when we first met?"
Lin Zhou's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a wonderfully reassuring frequency within the cramped space of the ambulance.
He kept recounting their past, trying to distract Su Qingge from her intense attention with the power of tender and sentimental memories.
"Back then, you were the cold-faced goddess of the Su family, and I was the abandoned son of the Su family that no one looked up to."
"Do you remember the first time you treated me to food at a roadside stall? You were wearing a white dress that day, and you were even eating stinky tofu very carefully."
As Lin Zhou spoke, he deftly flicked the slender gold needle once more.
The pure spiritual energy entered her body through the acupoints, and Su Qingge's violent trembling finally subsided slightly.
Due to the extreme pain, Su Qingge's originally deep pupils were now somewhat dilated.
She struggled to open her eyelids and looked at Lin Zhou's profile, which was filled with determination.
"Lin Zhou...that day...that day you actually stole my milk tea..."
Su Qingge's voice was so faint it was almost inaudible, yet it carried a poignant, bittersweet quality.
Lin Zhou paused for a moment, then grinned, revealing a lazy yet indulgent smile.
"Hey, honey, you have such a good memory. That day I thought the milk tea was too sweet, and I was worried you'd gain weight."
"When this kid gets out, I'll have him buy you a hundred cups, and we'll drink a different kind every day."
He kept repeating those intimate, warm little details that only the two of them understood.
Those were the only precious, fragmented moments when they could huddle together for warmth and comfort, when they were abandoned by their families and toyed with by fate.
Lin Zhou's voice remained absolutely steady and extremely calm despite the bumps and jolting of the ambulance.
He kept telling Su Qingge how they had fought their way out of the mire when they had nothing.
He told her that although he was in a sorry state at the time, he felt like the richest bastard in the world because he had her.
As Su Qingge listened, her tense expression, which had been born of extreme despair, softened in an instant.
The physiological trembling caused by extreme pain was miraculously suppressed for a moment by this extreme emotional power.
"Lin Zhou...we want to...be together forever."
Su Qingge laboriously squeezed Lin Zhou's fingers back.
"That's a must. If anyone dares to take you from me, I'll weld the gates of hell shut."
Lin Zhou replied domineeringly, his eyes filled with a crazy mix of murderous intent and doting affection.
At this point, the ambulance began to slow down.
In the distance, a magnificent, modern white building, brightly lit, came into view, perched atop the mountain.
That's the top private medical center in Los Angeles, and even in the entire United States: Syds-Sinai.
For tonight, Lin Zhou had used his domineering financial power to forcibly clear out the entire three-story VIP care area.
"We've arrived! Prepare for landing!"
Before the ambulance had come to a complete stop, Lin Zhou violently pushed open the tailgate.
The violent night wind rushed into the carriage, but it couldn't dispel the thick, sacred, and vibrant atmosphere.
The hospital's main entrance swung open with a roar, like a giant beast opening its welcoming mouth.
Dozens of top global obstetrics experts, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed up with solemn expressions, all dressed in sterile gowns, pushing surgical carts.
This intense, oppressive atmosphere, born from extreme professionalism, instantly took over the entire room.
Lin Zhou escorted the stretcher and rushed into the hall at high speed.
The dazzling, cold white LED lights on the ceiling of the hall suddenly lit up brilliantly due to the activation of the sensor system.
The blinding illusion caused by the extreme brightness made Su Qingge subconsciously close her eyes.
"Lin Zhou!"
Just a second before being wheeled into the surgical isolation area, Su Qingge let out a mournful cry.
Lin Zhou leaned down and kissed those bloodless lips deeply.
"I'll be right at the door, waiting for you two to come out."
The automatic doors to the quarantine area slammed shut with a deep, resounding thud.
Lin Zhou stood frozen in place, the fabric of his suit lining already soaked with sweat.
He stared at the heavy, glaring indicator light above the door, which had turned from green to red.
Old Chen, carrying Nuonuo, also rushed to the end of the corridor at that moment.
The father and daughter exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with an unwavering and profound trust born from extreme fear.
"Mr. Lin, Madam is making final preparations."
A nurse cautiously approached to report.
Lin Zhou didn't speak; he simply turned his head and stared at the tightly closed door.
"Doctor, say it again, I want 100%."