UGB Chapter 313 Suddenly, Su Qingge's stomach hurt.
Chapter 313 Suddenly, Su Qingge's stomach hurt.
A sharp pain shot through Lin Zhou's arm.
Those were Su Qingge's fingernails, which, due to the extreme pain, had brutally and deeply embedded themselves into his flesh.
His face, which had been beaming with an arrogant smile, froze instantly.
Lin Zhou looked down and saw that Su Qingge's face, which was originally as rosy as a peach blossom, turned deathly pale in a few short seconds, and fine beads of cold sweat were visibly seeping from her forehead.
The magnificent deep purple skirt was now swaying uneasily with the trembling of her delicate body.
"Qingge?"
Lin Zhou's voice carried a rare tremor.
This is an emergency!
The previously lively fetal movements suddenly turned into intense contractions.
Su Qingge bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled, and her breathing became rapid, like a drowning person desperately searching for oxygen.
"Lin Zhou...it hurts...it hurts so much."
Su Qingge leaned against Lin Zhou's chest, almost collapsing, her originally cold voice now filled with suppressed pain.
She struggled to grab Lin Zhou's collar and uttered a sentence that made Lin Zhou feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Lin Zhou... your water... has broken."
Lin Zhou's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by a cold, large hand in that instant.
This is an absolutely outrageous accident.
The due date was still two months away, but this little darling of the Lin family seemed unwilling to stay inside for even a second longer.
The Grammy live performance, which was originally immersed in the "highlight moment of Chinese music", suddenly became panicked.
The Western celebrities who were standing up and applauding Su Qingge just a moment ago were now looking at each other in disbelief, their faces filled with extreme shock.
The camera was still greedily pointed in this direction, trying to capture this sudden and explosive moment that was enough to shake the global music scene.
In the control room, the executive director, drenched in sweat, was trembling.
"My God! Is Su Qingge going to give birth on the awards stage?"
"Should we cut off the live stream? Quick! Assistant director! Give me an answer!"
"We can't cut it! The ratings have skyrocketed to unprecedented heights!"
The big names in the Western music scene backstage were also nervously gathered in front of the monitor.
The American music industry veteran who had once ostracized Su Qingge due to prejudice was now anxiously clutching the cross on his chest, repeatedly muttering "God bless."
The sheer power of this sudden arrival of life instantly overshadowed all the music and awards.
The security guards at the scene tried to surround him, but they were intimidated by the violent aura emanating from Lin Zhou and stood rooted to the spot.
Su Qingge's contractions came on fiercely, and she strained her fingers again. Due to the extreme pain, she curled up helplessly in Lin Zhou's broad embrace.
Lin Zhou felt the trembling of the delicate body in his arms, and the slight spasms caused by extreme anxiety.
In that instant, his brain experienced a violent emotional tsunami.
As one of the most powerful men in the world, he has witnessed countless bloody scenes and dealt with numerous thorny international crises.
But at this moment, watching his beloved suffer this primal and cruel pain of childbirth in his arms, Lin Zhou felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
"Uncle Chen! Doctor! Get over here, both of you!"
Lin Zhou's voice was hoarse, like sand being ground in a dry desert, and filled with a violent killing intent.
The top obstetrics experts sitting in the first row had already nimbly jumped over the railing and rushed over with their first aid kits.
The once glamorous awards ceremony stage instantly transformed into a tense medical front line.
Lin Zhou took a deep breath, and his eyes, which had been full of tenderness, turned cold again the moment they touched the cold sweat on Su Qingge's forehead.
He was forcing himself to calm down.
If she doesn't stay calm, Su Qingge and her child will be in a hopeless situation.
Even if he wanted to demolish the theater now, he would first have to stabilize the situation.
Lin Zhou decisively raised his hand to stop the reporters and flashing lights that were trying to surround him.
That absolute control that belonged to the godfather of Chinese-language literature violently returned at this moment.
His gaze was as cold as if it had been immersed in a millennia-old glacier, and when it swept across the entire room, all the noise and commotion mysteriously vanished.
Lin Zhou remained calm, patiently tapping the system's red alert in his mind.
"System! Activate 'Emergency Maternal and Infant Protection' immediately! I need the most accurate monitoring data!"
[Ding! Warning! Early delivery has caused cervical instability in the mother. It is recommended to immediately enter a sterile environment!]
Upon hearing the system's notification, the last trace of panic in Lin Zhou's eyes was replaced by absolute calm.
He lowered his head and kissed Su Qingge's forehead, which was covered in cold sweat. His tone was calm and steady, like a towering mountain that could withstand a thousand-foot wave.
"Qingge, listen to me, with me here, neither you nor the child will be in any danger."
He looked up and issued the first ruthless yet precise order of the night into the communicator.
"Old Chen, clear the area. Let my private guards take over all the Grammy's entrances and exits."
"From this moment forward, the Grammy Hall will be my wife's delivery room."
"Any unrelated personnel who do not leave my sight within three seconds will be eliminated immediately."
As Lin Zhou spoke, he deftly took off his suit jacket and gently draped it over Su Qingge's legs.
His gaze was fixed intently on the exit not far away, and his tone was so calm it was terrifying.
"Get me to the Los Angeles Police Chief. I want this street completely clear of cars within three minutes."
"Anyone who gets in my way will be wiped off the map of Los Angeles."
Lin Zhou scooped Su Qingge up in his arms and strode towards the backstage area.
His steps were astonishingly steady, each step feeling like a heavy weight on the hearts of the entire audience.
Su Qingge gripped his collar tightly, letting out a suppressed groan as the next wave of intense pain surged through her.
"Lin Zhou...it hurts..."
"Honey, don't be afraid. We won't go to the hospital; we'll bring the hospital here."
Lin Zhou murmured softly, but his eyes were gloomy.
He looked at the flustered staff backstage and once again revealed a domineering expression.
"Medical team, I need to see the data syncing on my terminal every second from now on."
"If the child doesn't come out, you can forget about seeing the sun rise tomorrow."
Old Chen quickly followed behind with his satellite phone, his expression solemn.
"Young Master, the air route has been blocked, and the private doctor from Washington will be landing on the roof in three minutes!"
Lin Zhou didn't say anything; he just held the woman in his arms tightly, as if possessing her.
This game, born from the extreme arrival of life, has officially begun.
"Qingge, hang in there."
"Second brother, if you dare to make your mother suffer, when you get out, I'll personally beat you up."
Lin Zhou pointed at the bulging belly in his arms and issued a domineering warning.
Due to extreme pain, Su Qingge's originally clear consciousness began to become somewhat blurred.
She looked at Lin Zhou's stern profile in a daze.
"Lin Zhou...are we going to have...Xiao An'an?"
Lin Zhou paused for a moment, then walked more steadily.
He glanced at the sterile cubicles that were already prepared at the end of the corridor and snorted coldly.
"Let alone a little An'an, even if God wanted to take someone now, he would have to ask me for my consent first."
"Doctor! Is the anesthesia ready?"