A Fatal Attraction from Lawyer A - Chapter 88

“Lawyer Gu, it’s a boy!”

“Waaah!”

The baby’s loud, piercing cry echoed through the room.

The overhead fluorescent lights were blinding. The anesthesia hadn’t completely numbed his senses; he could clearly feel the cold blade slicing through his abdomen. He could even feel the doctor’s hands moving aside his organs to lift the child out. It was painful.

Exceedingly painful. It was a sensation far worse than the closing of his neck glands in the past; it felt as if his raw, bloody glands were being ripped open and stitched back together, over and over again.

In the end, it was the sound of the baby’s cry that pulled him back to consciousness.

“Lawyer Gu, look at the baby.”

He turned his head and saw the nurse placing the wailing child beside his pillow. The little fellow had his tiny fists clenched, crying with all his might. Gu Yuxi’s lips quirked into a weary, faint smile as his eyes traced the baby’s wrinkled face. His eyes grew wet.

“A boy, huh.”

Luo Panzhi would probably cry. It wasn’t the little princess he had been pining for; it was a boy. But a boy was good too. If he looked like Luo Panzhi, that would be perfect.

His eyelids grew heavy. He was simply too exhausted and in too much pain.

Suddenly—Beep, beep, beep! The monitors began to shriek as the vitals fluctuated wildly.

The nurse performing the sutures was suddenly sprayed with blood. She panicked. “Dr. Zhang, Lawyer Gu is hemorrhaging!”

Dr. Zhang glanced at the monitor. The blood pressure had crashed to 60 and was continuing to drop. His expression darkened. “Start the oxytocin immediately, increase the drip rate! Ling, keep massaging!”

“It’s not working! The reproductive cavity isn’t contracting well. The bleeding is getting worse!”

“Give me gauze, we need to pack the cavity. What’s the blood loss?”

“One thousand milliliters already.”

“Prepare for compression sutures!”

The white lights above were dazzling. The anesthesia didn’t seem to numb his mind. He could still feel the sensation of the cold steel on his stomach. It didn’t hurt exactly; he just felt… tired.

“Lawyer Gu? Lawyer Gu, can you hear me?”

Dr. Zhang’s voice sounded like it was coming from a great distance. He could hear it, but he didn’t have the strength to open his eyes. He managed a microscopic “mhm” in response.

“Dr. Zhang, the bleeding is too heavy, the sutures aren’t holding!”

“The bleeding isn’t slowing down. Contact Dr. Su from Interventional Radiology immediately for a uterine artery embolization! Ling, explain the situation to Mr. Luo right now. Issue the critical condition notice and inform him of the risks. Go!”

The sound of the baby’s crying, the frantic footsteps of the medical staff, and the calls for help echoed like a fading dream. Gu Yuxi felt his consciousness drifting away. Hearing the news of his own crisis, his fingertips under the sheet twitched.

“And don’t bother checking the blood bank! He has a unique constitution due to his secondary differentiation; he can’t use standard blood. We need to draw Mr. Luo’s blood immediately. Go inform him!”

“Yes, Dr. Zhang!”

Gu Yuxi heard it. His finger moved again, but his eyes remained shut.

…No.

You can’t take Luo Panzhi’s blood. He’s already given so much. It’ll hurt his health. I can’t bear to take his blood.

The critical condition notice…

That will definitely terrify him. Tell the doctor to speak to him gently.

Time became meaningless. He began to dream. He dreamt he was back at the orphanage. It was the first time he had been sent there—the police had found him in a park and, unable to find his parents, brought him to the home.

He had no memory of why he was in that park. In his mind, he never had parents. He had been so small then; even now, he couldn’t fathom how he had survived.

The director said he was less than two years old when he arrived. It was the middle of winter and he didn’t even have a coat; the police had wrapped him in an old jacket.

He had never been a talkative child. He didn’t like the games the others played. His favorite thing was to squat by the back wall of the orphanage, fantasizing that one day he could fly over it. He wanted to grow up fast, to leave that place.

He didn’t know what he would do “outside,” but he wanted freedom. Back then, he felt no one in the world loved him, so he decided he had to do things that would make him love himself more.

He was proud and stubborn. Whenever potential adoptive parents visited, the director would ask him to play with them, promising gifts. He always refused. He didn’t want to leave that way. He wanted to walk out on his own two feet. He didn’t want to depend on anyone.

Until that day in the warehouse… the hand reaching for him filled him with a cold rage. He refused to succumb to biology. If he hadn’t chosen to differentiate into an Alpha then, he might have been marked, becoming another tragic statistic of a vulnerable Omega hidden in society.

He did not yield.

The pain of the sutures on his neck felt like a physical manifestation of his refusal to submit. His fury had been absolute. He had broken Mo Wenbin’s arm, and he would have killed him if the others hadn’t pinned him down.

His newly differentiated Alpha pheromones were like a rabid dog breaking its leash, screaming a retaliatory roar for the freedom he had craved for so long.

Finally, it was the handkerchief in Mr. Luo’s pocket that saved him.

From then on, that scent of Oolong Brandy became an addictive drug. It flowed through his veins, merging with his body, protecting him and restraining his impulses. He couldn’t embrace the man, so he settled for the scent.

Those pheromones were his “suppressant,” calming his naturally rebellious temper and teaching him serenity.

Later, he was finally embraced by the very person he longed for. Luo Panzhi’s pheromones truly merged with his body, marking him, and his body bore the fruit of their union.

In 그 moment, he realized he had finally found freedom.

He had climbed over that orphanage wall and reached the Galaxy Institute. Armed with the scent of that handkerchief, he had eventually found the courage to embrace his desire.

Luo Panzhi was his desire. Loving this man was the beginning of his true freedom.

He no longer had to restrain his temper. In front of Luo Panzhi, he could do whatever he wanted. He could reveal himself without reservation because he knew there was someone standing behind him, embracing him unconditionally.

“Gu Yuxi, what are you afraid of? I am your backing.” “Gu Yuxi, I’m here. No one dares touch you.” “If you’re unhappy, tell me directly. You hear me?” “You can be spoiled with me.” “I’m happy to indulge you.”

Luo Panzhi didn’t say “I love you” every minute, but every action and every detail screamed it. I love you. You are my everything.

So, he couldn’t leave. He couldn’t leave that man to cry in heartbreak. He had to go back.

Finally, he saw Luo Panzhi reaching out a hand to him, smiling. “Baby, come on. Let’s go home.”

On the operating table, a tear slid from the corner of the man’s eye beneath the oxygen mask.

“The bleeding has stopped!” “Blood pressure is finally coming up!”

Dr. Zhang wiped the sweat from his brow. “Yes. It’s over. Wipe my face.”

The emergency C-section that had gripped everyone’s hearts was finally finished. Both father and son were safe.

In the Ward:

“…Total blood loss was two thousand milliliters.”

“The primary cause was the narrow reproductive cavity combined with uterine atony—the failure of the cavity to contract after the C-section. We used arterial embolization to stabilize him. We need to observe him closely for the next 24 hours to prevent secondary hemorrhaging.”

Hearing the number—two thousand milliliters—Luo Panzhi’s head spun. “I thought you said eight hundred? How…” It was terrifying. His legs gave out.

Yan Lu and Luo Yuchu caught him before he hit the floor.

“That’s the total. Also, he’s likely to have a persistent fever for a while. Stay by his side. Whenever he is awake, give him as much of your pheromones as possible to help stabilize him.”

Dr. Zhang continued, “You may need to use a diluted blocker to release a sufficient amount of Alpha pheromones to soothe him.” He looked at Chu Yicheng and Luo Qingye. “Because of the special circumstances, we’ll need authorization from the Galaxy Institute for the blocker dilution, as required by the ABO Protection Act.”

Chu Yicheng nodded, sighing softly, his eyes full of heartache.

Luo Panzhi was helped into a chair by the bed. He watched the unconscious Gu Yuxi, gripping his hand. His gaze never wavered. “Dr. Zhang, when will he wake up?”

His voice trembled. He leaned down and pressed his forehead against the back of Gu Yuxi’s hand.

“Hard to say,” Dr. Zhang replied.

Luo Panzhi gave a hollow “mhm.” “I understand.”

Dr. Zhang turned back to the grandparents. “The baby was born at 36 weeks—not full-term. He needs to stay in the incubator for observation. So far, he looks fine; his vitals are good. We’ll do a genetic screening just to be safe.”

Chu Yicheng nodded. “Good.”

After a few more instructions, the doctor left. The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the steady drip of the IV.

Chu Guzhi walked over and squeezed his brother’s shoulder. “Youpan, eat something. I know you’re worried, but you can’t collapse. You have to take care of Yuxi-ge.”

“You guys go rest. I want to be with him.” Luo Panzhi didn’t look up.

Chu Guzhi looked helplessly at his fathers and shrugged. His words were useless.

“Youpan, aren’t you even going to look at your son?” Luo Qingye tried. He sent the older children home and stayed to talk to his son.

“I really don’t have the heart for it right now.” Luo Panzhi looked at his father, his expression exhausted. “Watch over the baby for me. I’ll see him when Yuxi wakes up.”

None of them had ever seen Luo Panzhi so distraught. Even after losing so much blood for the transfusion, he refused to rest. He was determined to guard Gu Yuxi.

“I’ve chosen a name for the baby,” Chu Yicheng said, gently stroking his son’s hair. “From the phrase Shun Song Shi Qi, Xu Ran Ru Huo (May everything go as wished, as warm as fire). We’ll use Song and Ran. It means a light born with blessings. Youpan, I know you’re hurting for Yuxi, but you don’t want him to wake up and see you looking so haggard, do you?”

Luo Panzhi leaned his head against his father’s waist, but his eyes never left Gu Yuxi. “I… I don’t know what I’m feeling. I just feel like if he doesn’t wake up, I can’t do anything. I can’t control myself. I have no strength. I just want to stay here.”

“Then at least eat something?”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Lie down for a bit?”

“I’m not sleepy.”

Luo Qingye saw how stubborn he was and felt like yanking his ear, but a glare from his husband made him pull his hand back. He understood, though. When Chu Yicheng had given birth to the twins, he had gone through the same agony of signing those critical condition notices.

“If you insist, we won’t push you,” Chu Yicheng said softly. “I’ll have the help bring some food over. You must eat a little. If you want to care for Yuxi, you have to care for yourself. We’re going home for a bit. Be careful. We’ll be back later.”

“Mhm. Thanks, Dad.” Luo Panzhi looked at his family. “Brother, thank you.”

Chu Guzhi knew what he was thanking him for. He smiled. “We’re family. No thanks needed.”

When they left, the room was truly silent. Luo Panzhi watched Gu Yuxi, hardly daring to breathe. He wanted to check the surgical wound but was afraid of hurting him. The pain and anxiety were so intense he felt like crying again.

“…Baby.” With no one else around, he let his emotions crumble. He held Gu Yuxi’s hand against his cheek. “I was so scared. I almost lost you.”

He didn’t know how to stop the fear. Only Gu Yuxi waking up could heal him. He sobbed softly for a long time.

The sobbing sounded like a buzzing bee in Gu Yuxi’s ear.

Gu Yuxi woke up, but he had no strength to speak. Even opening his eyes took immense effort. He heard Luo Panzhi crying—it was a sound so full of grief it made him want to hold the man.

He tried to open his mouth, over and over.

Finally, he managed a tiny whisper. “Panpan.”

It was so quiet it was almost inaudible.

Luo Panzhi’s sobbing stopped instantly. He snapped his head up, eyes red as he stared at the conscious Gu Yuxi. In that moment, the floodgates opened.

Gu Yuxi gazed at him and squeezed his hand with what little strength he had. He pulled his lips into a weary smile.

“I’m back.”

The words were soft, but they struck Luo Panzhi’s heart with the weight of a mountain, finally shattering his tension.

Luo Panzhi tilted his head back, taking a deep breath as his eyes brimmed with fresh tears. He fought to stabilize his emotions, then looked back at Gu Yuxi and choked out a laugh.

“Baby… thank you.”

A second later, he buried his face in his hands and wept with joy.