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The elevator quickly arrived at the third floor.

The elevator doors opened, and Mu Yihuai, helping Rong Zheng out, asked, seeing her standing still, "What's wrong?"

Rong Zheng couldn't help but laugh at herself. When did she become so timid? "It's alright, let's go."

The two stepped out of the elevator.

Rong Zheng turned to look at the doctor's profile on the wall.

Seeing the exact same scene as in Lu Peichuan's video last night, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

What do you mean by "accompanying clients"? What do you mean by "clients drank too much and had to have their stomachs pumped at the hospital"?

They're lying to her, they're all lying to her!

But last night she worried about him like a fool.

I worry he'll drink too much and end up in the hospital, I worry he'll get into a fight and end up in the hospital, I worry he'll have an accident on the way and end up in the hospital...

Actually, nothing happened to him; he was just spending time with another woman!

No wonder he said it was inconvenient to answer the video call, because he didn't go to Ancheng at all. He felt guilty and was afraid that she would find out.

The sweet words I suddenly said to her last night...

Marrying her was the greatest blessing of his life.

He will never leave her and will take care of her and their daughter for the rest of his life.

He was taking care of other women while saying these things to her, and she was both happy and touched.

How ridiculous, how utterly ridiculous!

It felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, so forcefully that it tore at her internal organs.

Rong Zheng clutched her chest, feeling a surge of hot blood rushing to her head, making her dizzy and her vision blur.

Seeing that Rong Zhengren could barely stand and tears were streaming down her face like broken beads, Mu Yihuai turned pale with fright. "Junior sister, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Suddenly, he noticed bright red blood staining Rong Zheng's off-white pants, and his expression changed drastically. "Junior Sister, you're bleeding!"

Blood?

Rong Zheng looked at her legs in a daze, and when she saw the glaring red, her pupils widened suddenly. Only then did she realize that the pain was not in her heart, but in her stomach.

Her child, her child!

"Senior brother, to the delivery room, take me there..."

Before Rong Zheng could finish speaking, she was plunged into endless darkness.

It’s so dark.

It was so dark that even when she tried to open her eyes, she couldn't see a single ray of light.

She wanted to save her child.

She was trapped in endless darkness, feeling lost and helpless, longing to go to a place with light and to call for help to save her child.

Suddenly she heard someone calling her.

"Zhengzheng".

Rong Zheng looked toward the source of the sound and saw a beam of warm yellow light at the end of the darkness, and Lu Peichuan was standing in the halo of light, smiling at her.

She rushed over and nervously grasped his hand. "Pei Chuan, the child, save our child!" she said, pressing his hand against her stomach.

But her stomach was flat.

She panicked, "Where's my baby?"

Suddenly Su Qingya appeared beside her, smiling sarcastically, "Your child is dead, dead, hahahaha."

Then she burst into wild laughter.

Rong Zheng shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "No, no, she kicked me this morning. She's very lively."

Suddenly, Su Qingya found herself holding a child. She looked at her triumphantly, "This is my child. Isn't he adorable? It's a pity your child is dead."

Rong Zheng looked at Lu Peichuan helplessly, "Peichuan, she's talking nonsense, isn't she? Our child is perfectly fine, isn't she?"

Lu Peichuan gently hugged Rong Zheng, "Zhengzheng, it's okay, we'll have children in the future."

"No!" Rong Zheng pushed Lu Peichuan away.

Suddenly the scene shifts, and Rong Zheng lies on the bed with a dazed look in her eyes. She is hugging a man whose face is blurred, and unconsciously murmurs, "Hot... Pei Chuan, I'm so hot..."

The man suddenly pushed her away.

The cooling sensation suddenly vanished, leaving her unbearably hot, as if her whole body was on fire. She pressed herself against him again, the cool, spring-like sensation enveloping her—it felt so good. "Don't go..."

The gauze curtains fluttered, and figures entwined.

The scene shifts again, and Rong Zheng is being held by Lu Peichuan and spun around in the villa's hall. "We have a child! We have a child! I'm going to be a dad!"

Rong Zheng hugged Lu Peichuan's neck, her silvery laughter echoing in the air, "Put me down quickly, you've made me dizzy."

When Lu Peichuan put her down, the scene changed again, showing Rong Zheng riding in Song Shiyan's car that time.

She was sitting in the car, heavily pregnant, when the car braked suddenly, and she was thrown forward.

One hand held her forehead, while the other hand steadily protected her stomach.

A cool, refreshing scent of wood lingered in the air.

She looked up and met a pair of cold eyes as deep as an ancient well. She exclaimed in surprise, "Big Brother."

"Are you alright?" Song Shiyan asked her.

She wanted to cry, but out of fear of men, she held back, only daring to sob out, "I'm bleeding, brother, please save my child."

"it is good."

Rong Zheng felt inexplicably relieved. Although this man was ruthless, he held a high position and was very powerful. She was carrying his younger brother's child, so if he said it was okay, then nothing would happen.

She suddenly felt very tired, slowly closed her eyes, and a very faint, reassuring smile appeared on her lips.

Baby, you're alright.

Outside the obstetrics operating room.

After Mu Yihuai took Rong Zheng's phone and called the man whose contact name was "husband," he paced nervously back and forth at the door.

A moment later, the operating room door opened, and a nurse wearing a mask walked out anxiously.

"Professor Mu, the mother is experiencing severe postpartum hemorrhage. We've already used up all the type O blood in the blood bank, and it's almost gone. What should we do?" The nurse said, handing Mu Yihuai a surgical consent form. "And this, it must be signed by the mother's immediate family member."

Mu Yihuai took the surgical consent form, his forehead sweating profusely with anxiety. He had just called Rong Zheng's husband, but upon hearing that the pregnant woman had an accident, he asked for the address and then hung up.

Judging from his tense tone, he must be on his way here.

I wonder how long it will take to get here?

A signature can wait, but blood cannot.

Rong Zheng is bleeding heavily and needs a large amount of blood transfusion. If the blood supply is insufficient, she could die.

Mu Yihuai said to the nurse, "Leave the surgical consent form with me first. Tell the doctor to do everything he can to save the patient. I'll contact a friend at another hospital to borrow type O blood."

"Okay, hurry up, the blood inside can only last for 20 minutes at most." The nurse turned and went into the operating room.

Mu Yihuai immediately started making phone calls to request blood. He made two calls, and both said they had blood, but they were too far from Aikon Hospital. It would take more than fifty minutes for one to be delivered, and an hour and a half for the other.

Even if you speed through the red light, it's too late.

What should I do?

If the blood supply isn't sufficient, the person will die.

She was so young, and she had a little life inside her.

Two lives, those are two lives!

Mu Yihuai's eyes reddened with anxiety as he looked at the words "Operation in Progress." Everything was fine before, and the two of them were even discussing what to eat. How could he suddenly have such a massive hemorrhage?

Hurried footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

Mu Yihuai looked up and saw a man in a white shirt running towards him anxiously, calling out urgently, "Zhengzheng."

"Are you Rong Zheng's husband?" Mu Yihuai asked.

"It's me." Lu Peichuan gripped Mu Yihuai's arm tightly. "How's Zhengzheng?"

"She's having a massive hemorrhage. The hospital's blood bank only has enough type O blood for 20 minutes. The blood I'm borrowing will take at least 40 minutes to arrive. Without blood, she... won't make it..."

Towards the end, Mu Yihuai's voice became a little hoarse.

Remembering something, Mu Yihuai quickly handed the surgical consent form to Lu Peichuan, "I need your signature."

The man, who was usually as calm and composed as a mountain, was now holding a pen with his hand trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Peichuan tried his best to calm himself down, and after signing the document, his mind raced.

The Lu family's private hospital is far from here, and we don't have time to make it. What should we do?

There must be other ways.

Suddenly, he thought of Song Shiyan, who was still in Jiangcheng. Perhaps he could find a solution.

Lu Peichuan immediately took out his phone and dialed Song Shiyan's number, "Brother, Zhengzheng is having a severe hemorrhage and is at Aikang Hospital. She urgently needs type O blood. Can you find a way to get it over here within 20 minutes?"

"Wait."

The man simply said two words and hung up the phone.

Lu Peichuan gripped his phone tightly in a panic.

"Waiting" means that it's possible.

Yes, it definitely can.

He was Song Shiyan, a man of immense power.

While waiting, Lu Peichuan asked Mu Yihuai why Rong Zheng suddenly had a massive hemorrhage.

Mu Yihuai was also completely bewildered, and told Lu Peichuan everything that had happened that day.

After hearing this, Lu Peichuan was plunged into deep pain and self-blame.

It's because of him.

It's all because of him.

I'm sorry, Zhengzheng, I'm so sorry.

When Song Shiyan arrived with the doctor, Lu Peichuan was sitting on the ground with his hands covering his head, looking completely lost and utterly disheveled.

Song Shiyan spoke calmly with Mu Yihuai, and then arranged for the doctor who brought the blood to hand over the blood to the doctor in the operating room.

The blood supply has been secured.

Once everything was in order, Song Shiyan walked up to Lu Peichuan, looked down at him, and said, "Get up."

Lu Peichuan pushed himself up and looked at Song Shiyan with a dejected expression. "Big brother, thank you."

Song Shiyan's dark, hawk-like gaze fell on Lu Peichuan's face, his whole body exuding a dangerous and murderous aura, as if he would kill Lu Peichuan at any moment.

The surging emotions deep within his eyes were quickly suppressed by calm restraint, finally transforming into two cold, piercing words: "Useless!"

Lu Peichuan's eyes reddened.

He really is a piece of trash.

A good-for-nothing who caused his wife to bleed profusely.

A useless man who couldn't even save his own wife and children.

**

Rong Zheng slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and saw a snow-white ceiling. The smell of disinfectant filled her nostrils.

"Madam, you're finally awake."

Rong Zheng turned her head and saw the nanny, Xu Ma, standing by the bed with red eyes. She was confused for a moment, then suddenly remembered the scene of bleeding from her lower body before she fainted, and immediately reached out to touch her stomach.

It's flat, it's actually flat!

"Where is my child?" Rong Zheng asked, her face pale, as she tried to get up.

Xu Ma immediately pressed Rong Zheng down, "Madam, the baby is in the nursery, it's a girl, she weighed 7.2 pounds at birth."

Rong Zheng gripped Xu Ma's hand tightly, "Is the child alright?"

"It's nothing, I'm perfectly healthy, but you..." Xu Ma said, her eyes filled with heartache.

After Rong Zheng became pregnant, she took care of her in Jinsha Bay. The two spent nearly a year together. Although she was the mistress, Rong Zheng was very approachable and treated her very well. She treated Rong Zheng like her own daughter.

After choking back a sob, Xu Ma continued, "You had a massive hemorrhage and almost didn't make it. It's been a whole day and night, and you've finally woken up." She immediately wiped away her tears, "I'll go tell the old man and the madam that you're awake."

Aunt Xu turned and walked out. When she reached the front living room, she saw Song Shiyan coming in from outside and immediately greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Song."

Song Shiyan pursed his thin lips and nodded slightly.

Xu Ma said happily, "Madam is awake."

Song Shiyan's eyes flickered slightly as he looked up and glanced at the ward inside.

This is a VIP ward, a small suite with a small living room in the front and the ward in the back, separated by a decorative wall. The front is for receiving guests, while the back allows patients to rest and recuperate in peace.

"I'll go and inform the old man and his wife."

Song Shiyan nodded.

Xu Ma quickly left the ward.

Song Shiyan stepped into the ward and stopped when he was three or five steps away from the bed.

Rong Zheng was surprised that Song Shiyan would be the first to enter. "Big brother."

Song Shiyan gazed intently at the woman on the hospital bed, her face as pale as paper. "How are you feeling?"

Rong Zheng felt as if she had just escaped death.

But she didn't dare say that in front of Song Shiyan, and only said weakly, "I'm alright."

"The child is safe."

"Yes, Aunt Xu told me."

Song Shiyan pursed his thin lips. "Why was there such heavy bleeding?"

He asked Lu Peichuan about this, and Lu Peichuan said that he received a call from the hospital as soon as he returned from Ancheng, and he didn't know why.