My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 230 Promptly handle the situation and cremate her.

The operating room was brightly lit and glaringly white.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of disinfectant, mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible stench of blood, sending chills down one's spine.

Zhu Ziqing lay lifelessly on the operating table, her face as pale as paper. Unconscious, she was completely unaware of everything happening around her.

"Prepare for surgery!" The chief surgeon's expression was stern, his voice low and decisive.

His hands moved swiftly and skillfully as he put on gloves, picked up a scalpel, and without the slightest hesitation, precisely cut open Zhu Ziqing's abdomen.

"Wah—" A loud and clear cry instantly broke the tension and silence in the operating room.

This little life seemed to know in some mysterious way that its mother was being hurt, and with all its might, it let out its first cry upon entering this world.

"It's a girl!" The nurse quickly placed the baby into an incubator, her movements gentle yet urgent. "I'll notify the family right away!"

Outside the operating room, the elders of the Tan family waited anxiously. A nurse rushed out, her expression grave: "The pregnant woman could not be saved and has died, but the baby has been saved; it's a girl. However, the baby is not yet full-term and needs close monitoring."

"What?" Tan's mother, whose body was already frail, swayed, her vision went black, and she fainted to the ground.

"Wife!" Mr. Tan reacted quickly, grabbing Mrs. Tan in his arms, his heart pounding with anxiety. "Quick, call the doctor!"

Then, he looked at the nurse anxiously, "Can I see... her?"

The nurse shook her head slightly and said apologetically, "The doctor is still performing the suturing surgery, so it will probably take a while."

More than half an hour later, the operating room door opened again.

When the Tan family father and son entered, they saw Zhu Ziqing lying there quietly, her body cold and lifeless.

Mr. Tan only glanced at it before he couldn't bear to look any longer; his eyes reddened, and he turned his head away.

"Should we notify Haoyu?" Grandpa Tan broke the silence, his voice old and cold.

Mr. Tan hesitated for a moment, then sighed deeply: "I... I really don't know how to bring it up."

"Cremate him," Grandpa Tan said calmly, as if he were talking about something insignificant. "This will lessen Haoyu's grief."

"Isn't it too much to not let Haoyu see her one last time..." Mr. Tan frowned, his eyes filled with reluctance.

"A short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one. Let's cut the Gordian knot and deal with this as soon as possible." Grandpa Tan's voice was devoid of warmth, like the pronouncement of death. "If it's too late, Haoyu will be even less able to accept it."

Mr. Tan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

In the operating room, only Zhu Ziqing's cold body remained, along with the heavy breathing of the Tan father and son.

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Tan Haoyu, who was busy working in the north, suddenly received an urgent message from home that Zhu Ziqing had been in a serious car accident.

At that moment, he felt dizzy and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.

Without a second thought, he immediately dropped everything and took the fastest flight back to Shenzhen that very night.

As soon as he got off the plane, Tan Haoyu rushed to the hospital.

However, when he arrived, he didn't see Zhu Ziqing, whom he had been longing for, but a box of cold ashes.

"This can't be real, how is this possible?" Tan Haoyu's voice trembled, filled with disbelief. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the box of ashes, as if trying to pierce through it with his gaze.

The Tan family members surrounded him, their faces filled with grief.

Mr. Tan stepped forward and said in a hoarse voice, "Haoyu, Qing'er... she was in a car accident on her way to the hospital. She was too badly injured and couldn't be saved. Her only wish before she passed away was to save the child."

Tan Haoyu felt a buzzing in his ears; these words seemed to come from a very distant place. He simply couldn't accept this cruel reality. His mind was filled with memories of his past with Zhu Ziqing.

He remembered Zhu Ziqing's smile, her curved eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to dispel all the gloom in the world; he remembered how she would get angry at him, her little fists pounding his chest; he remembered how she would pinch his arm and mutter all sorts of little demands when she was being coquettish; he even remembered how she would occasionally be naughty and secretly kick him before running away like a triumphant little fox.

"Qing'er, are you angry with me? Are you deliberately hiding from me?" Tan Haoyu murmured to himself, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.

He felt that as long as he kept calling out, Zhu Ziqing would appear in front of him suddenly, just like always, and rush into his arms with a smile.

Tan Xiaoxuan stayed silently by Tan Haoyu's side, her heart aching at her brother's distraught state. "Brother, eat something, drink some water. This was an accident, and your wife certainly wouldn't want to see you like this."

Tan Xiaoxuan's voice was trembling with tears as she tried to persuade Tan Haoyu.

But Tan Haoyu acted as if he hadn't heard, remaining immersed in his own world. His gaze was vacant, as if his entire world had collapsed.

Tears streaming down his face, Tan Haoyu kept calling out, "Qing'er, stop making a fuss, come out and see our baby. Haven't you been looking forward to the baby's birth? Now that the baby is safe, come out quickly."

He recalled Zhu Ziqing once saying to him domineeringly, "Tan Haoyu, you are not allowed to smile at other women. Your smile can only belong to me."

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"I want to hide you away so no one can see you." Those sweet words now felt like sharp blades, piercing his heart.

Tan Haoyu dragged his heavy steps back to his and Zhu Ziqing's room.

As soon as I opened the door, a familiar scent wafted out, and Zhu Ziqing's various ornaments were still displayed in the room, as if she had never left.

In a daze, he saw Zhu Ziqing standing on the balcony, wearing her favorite white dress, looking back at him with a bright smile on her face.

"Qing'er!" Tan Haoyu shouted in surprise, reaching out to grab her, but only grasped at thin air.

Just then, Zhu Ziqing's voice rang out behind him: "Haoyu, you were looking for me?"

Tan Haoyu turned around abruptly and saw Zhu Ziqing standing a few steps away from him, winking playfully. He reached out his hand again, but the moment his hand touched Zhu Ziqing, she vanished instantly.

Tan Haoyu shook his head helplessly, but a doting smile appeared on his face, as if this was just a normal joke between him and Zhu Ziqing.

"Qing'er, stop being naughty, come out quickly, let's go have lunch together." He said softly, his voice filled with endless tenderness and expectation.

"Come and catch me! If you catch me, I'll come out." Zhu Ziqing's voice rang out again, full of playfulness.

Tan Haoyu followed the sound, but each time he was about to reach her, she would disappear like a wisp of smoke.

For the next few days, Tan Haoyu wandered aimlessly around his empty house, his eyes vacant and lost.

He had lost count of how long he had been waiting there; every minute and every second felt like an eternity. He eagerly awaited the moment when Zhu Ziqing would suddenly pop out from some corner, smiling and calling his name, just like always.