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751: Chapter 746 Peaceful Peace
Three minutes later.
A black motorcade, consisting of a rolls-royce and two medical utility vehicles, glided silently into the villa's courtyard.
The hospital director was personally waiting at the door, followed by an entire team of top experts from the departments of obstetrics, anesthesia, and neonatology.
Seeing Shen Yan getting out of the car carrying Liu Hui, the director immediately came forward to meet them.
"Mr. Shen, everything is ready. Please follow me."
A dedicated elevator went straight to the top floor.
The entire floor was as quiet as if it were isolated from the world; warm lighting, comfortable constant temperature, and a faint scent of calming aromatherapy filled the air.
Liu Hui was settled into an integrated labor, delivery, and recovery room, and her labor pains began to become regular.
Fine beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, and her grip on the bedsheets grew tighter and tighter.
Shen Yan held her hand and said to the nearby Director of Obstetrics.
"Director Zhang, you can administer the epidural now."
Director Zhang was stunned for a moment.
She glanced at the data on the monitor and said with some difficulty, "Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen's cervix is only one centimeter dilated. Administering an epidural now might prolong the labor process..."
This was standard procedure and the optimal advice.
But Shen Yan interrupted her.
"I don't need the optimal advice."
He looked at Director Zhang, his tone calm but carrying an indisputable power.
"I just don't want her to be in pain."
"Whether it prolongs labor or carries any other risk, I will take responsibility."
"Now, immediately, give her the epidural."
The air in the whole room seemed to freeze.
All the medical staff, including the hospital director, looked at this man in shock.
They had seen countless wealthy and powerful relatives of expectant mothers.
They would demand the best doctors, the best rooms, and the best service.
But they had never seen anyone like Shen Yan, who put the mother's 'feelings' first, even above medical protocol.
Director Zhang and the hospital director exchanged a look, seeing the same message in each other's eyes.
Do as he says.
"Alright, Mr. Shen. I'll arrange for the anesthesiologist immediately."
The anesthesiologist arrived quickly and operated skillfully.
As the medication was slowly injected into her spine, Liu Hui's tense body gradually relaxed.
She let out a long sigh of relief, and color returned to her face.
"AYan, really... it doesn't hurt much anymore."
"That's good."
Shen Yan wiped the sweat from her forehead and kissed her on the lips.
"Sleep for a while. When you have the strength, we'll welcome the baby together."
For the time that followed, Shen Yan remained by her side.
He didn't pace back and forth anxiously like other family members, nor did he constantly ask the doctors for updates.
He just sat quietly, occasionally looking at the data on the monitors.
Those complex heart rate curves and contraction waveforms were as clear to him as the company's Finance Department reports.
He could even judge Liu Hui's potential reactions in advance based on subtle changes in the data.
"Director Zhang, her heart rate is a bit fast. Should we appropriately supplement some electrolyte drinks?"
"Nurse Wang, raise the air conditioning temperature by one degree; her peripheral body temperature is a bit low."
"Anesthesiologist, can the dosage of the analgesia pump be fine-tuned according to the contraction frequency?"
At first, the medical staff only complied out of respect for the client.
But after a few times, they were shocked to find that this man's judgments were actually more precise and ahead of time than theirs, the professionals!
He seemed to possess a supercomputer that could instantly analyze all data and derive the optimal solution.
The entire medical team, without realizing it, began to operate around Shen Yan's instructions.
He became the true 'commander-in-chief' in this delivery room.
Time passed minute by minute.
Under Shen Yan's 'command,' the labor process proceeded exceptionally smoothly.
Liu Hui hardly felt any more intense pain, and her mental state remained very good.
"Mr. Shen, the cervix is fully dilated. We can move to the delivery room."
"Good."
Shen Yan changed into sterile scrubs and accompanied Liu Hui into the delivery room.
He stood at the head of her bed, holding her hand, and leaned down to her ear.
"Xiaohui, I'm here. Don't be afraid, just follow the doctor's rhythm."
"Mm."
Liu Hui looked at him, her eyes filled with trust and love.
"Push!"
"Deep breath! Yes, just like that!"
"I see the baby's head! Keep going, Mrs. Shen!"
Shen Yan's voice was always in her ear, clear and steady.
"Xiaohui, you're doing great."
"One more time, we'll see him very soon."
Finally.
Amidst a loud cry, a new life arrived.
"Congratulations, Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen. It's a boy, seven pounds and six ounces, very healthy!"
The nurse held the cleaned infant and brought him to Shen Yan.
However, Shen Yan didn't look at the child first.
He leaned down, brushed aside Liu Hui's sweat-dampened hair, and placed a deep kiss on her forehead.
"Thank you for your hard work, wife."
Those simple words made Liu Hui's eyes well up instantly.
She felt that everything she had done was worth it.
Only then did Shen Yan turn his head to look at the son in his arms, who was waving small hands and curiously observing the world.
The little fellow's eyes and brows looked like his.
His nose and mouth looked more like Liu Hui's.
At that moment, Shen Yan's heart was filled with an unprecedented emotion.
The nurse's voice still echoed in the delivery room.
The faces of the entire medical team carried a professional joy and a hint of unmistakable exhaustion.
But when their eyes met Shen Yan's, that exhaustion was instantly replaced by an emotion bordering on awe.
This man, from beginning to end, was as calm as Artificial Intelligence.
No, even more terrifying than AI.
AI processes cold data, but while he processed data, he also poured in the deepest tenderness.
Shen Yan held the child; the little fellow was very well-behaved in his arms, just staring with large, grape-like dark eyes, curiously looking at the man holding him.
He turned to look at Liu Hui.
"Let's give our son a name."
Liu Hui's face still bore the pallor of childbirth, but her eyes were as bright as stars.
"You choose it. I'll listen to you."
Shen Yan looked down at the little life in his arms.
He had once fallen into the abyss and had once held the power of thunder.
What he sought was no longer the accumulation of wealth or the pinnacle of power.
It was simply family sitting together, and the warmth of the lights.
"Let's call him Shen An."
"The 'An' of Ping'an."
"I hope his life is peaceful, safe, and smooth without any worries."
The corners of Liu Hui's eyes grew moist again.
Liu Hui didn't ask Shen Yan why he didn't use the previously decided name, 'Shen Ze'.
She knew that within this name was hidden a man's simplest and most sincere wish.
Half an hour later, Liu Hui and the child were transferred to a VIP recovery suite on the top floor.
It didn't look like a hospital room; it was more like a presidential suite in a five-star hotel.
The living room, bedroom, nursery, and caregiver's room were all provided, and there was even a small sky garden.
All furniture had rounded edges, and the air purification system operated 24 hours a day, ensuring the PM2.5 index was infinitely close to zero.