Zhao Zhi had no doubts. She was heavily pregnant and couldn't really be of much help at Jinglan Pavilion. On the contrary, her presence would make the others at Jinglan Pavilion more hesitant and cautious. This was indeed detrimental to her grandfather's ability to treat Yunzhang.
“Grandpa, Mom, thank you for your trouble.” she said.
“Silly child, we’re family, no need for formalities. From now on, Zhizhi, no one is allowed to enter or leave Jinglan Pavilion. Your mother and I will handle everything. That includes you.” Zhang Jing instructed sternly.
"Okay, grandfather."
Zhao Zhi nodded gently, "Grandpa, I will rest well and not cause you any trouble."
Zhang Jing looked at her, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes, but her tone remained firm: "Child, you just need to focus on your pregnancy, leave everything else to us. Yunzhang's condition is serious, but with his mother here, you don't need to worry."
Zhao Zhi smiled slightly. She knew her grandfather was a skilled doctor, and with him there, Yun Zhang's condition would surely be treated properly. She gently stroked her abdomen, silently praying that everything would be alright.
"Grandpa, Mother, you must also take care of yourselves and not overwork yourselves," Zhao Zhi instructed.
"Don't worry, Zhizhi," Zhang Wan replied gently. "We know our limits. Just take good care of yourself and the baby."
When Zhao Zhi left Jinglan Pavilion, the night was as dark as ink, and in the distance, dark clouds loomed overhead.
Unusually, ominous dark clouds churned in the sky over Chunsheng County. The gentle spring breeze seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, turning into gusts of wind that swept through every corner of Jinglan Pavilion, causing the windowpanes to creak softly.
"Your Majesty, please be careful. Why did the weather suddenly change?" Cuiyun carefully supported Zhao Zhi from the side.
Zhao Zhi glanced worriedly at the dark clouds in the distance, and quickened her pace.
Not far away, lightning flashed across the sky, accompanied by thunderous roars. Watching this scene, Zhao Zhi suddenly felt a bad feeling well up inside her.
"Your Majesty, be careful!" With a cry of alarm, Zhao Zhi twisted her ankle and lost her balance. The next moment, she fell into a broad chest.
"What has distracted Your Majesty so much that you can't even walk steadily?" Shen Hanshan asked with a mixture of heartache and worry as soon as Zhao Zhi regained his footing.
"It's nothing. Thank you, Lord Shen." Under everyone's gaze, Zhao Zhi resisted the urge to step forward and take Shen Hanshan's arm, responding to him with a distance that was both distant and polite.
Knowing this wasn't the place to talk, Shen Hanshan didn't say anything more and silently followed Zhao Zhi until she safely entered the bedroom before turning to leave.
Inside Jinglan Pavilion, the flickering candlelight illuminated Yun Zhang's gaunt face.
Zhang Jing slowly sat down beside the bed, looking at Yun Zhang lying there with concern. Yun Zhang's face was as pale as paper, his breathing weak, and his life force seemed to be extinguished at any moment. Zhang Wan stood to the side with complicated feelings, remaining silent for a long time before finally asking again, "Father, are you really determined to do this?"
“Wan’er, my mind is made up, you don’t need to persuade me anymore.”
With tears in her eyes, Zhang Wan choked out a soft "Mmm" and said, "Father, Wan'er will do her best."
Zhang Jing nodded slightly, his eyes showing no sign of backing down: "Let's begin, for Yun Zhang, and for the happiness of the millions of people of Yun Dynasty and Da Xuan."
Outside, large raindrops pelted down.
Zhang Wan took a deep breath and began to perform the "Bloodline Resonance" technique.
The blood transfusion process was far from peaceful. Zhang Jing's face gradually turned pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and persevered without uttering a sound.
Just then, a shadowy figure silently appeared behind the three of them.
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