Su Qingyao stood guard at the delivery room door like a loyal guard, her kitchen knife tightly gripped, her eyes fixed on the door, never daring to relax. She knew her sister was teetering on the brink of life and death; a single misstep could lead to her utter destruction. She had to guard this door like the most precious treasure in the world, never allowing anyone to harm her again. Her heart was filled with anger and worry. She was angry that those vicious people had dared to harm her sister at such a crucial moment. She was also worried about the safety of her sister and her unborn child, weighing heavily on her heart like a huge rock.
Outside the Imperial Hospital, Young Marquis Su was terribly anxious, pacing back and forth like a trapped animal, constantly urging Imperial Physician Zhang: "Imperial Physician Zhang, please hurry! My sister is waiting for your help! Every second later, my sister and the child will be in greater danger!" Imperial Physician Zhang trotted back, responding: "Young Marquis, don't worry! I'm already doing my best. Madam Jiang's condition is critical, and I dare not delay even a moment!" The two mounted their horses and, like arrows from a bow, galloped all the way towards the Prime Minister's residence. The dust kicked up by the horses' hooves formed a long tail behind them, as if a manifestation of their anxiety, leaving a hurried and tense trail on the ground.
Prime Minister Su trotted into the palace, his figure moving quickly through the winding and deep corridors of the palace. At this moment, he no longer cared about his usual dignity and demeanor. He had only one unshakable thought in his mind, which was to ask the emperor to come forward as soon as possible to resolve the life-and-death crisis facing his daughter. His footsteps were hurried, as if every step was based on his own heartbeat. Finally, Prime Minister Su found the emperor. He knelt on the ground panting, and before his breath was steady, he told him everything about Su Jinli being framed during childbirth. After hearing this, the emperor was furious, like thunder, and immediately ordered: "Pass on my decree, investigate this matter thoroughly, and make sure to catch the mastermind behind the scenes and punish them severely! Make sure that Madam Jiang and the child are safe! If there is any mistake, those involved will be beheaded!"
After thanking him, Prime Minister Su hurried back to the Prime Minister's residence without stopping. Along the way, he was consumed with anxiety, silently praying for the safety of his daughter and grandson. He knew this incident was no accident; it must be the product of a complex conspiracy and a fierce and brutal power struggle. He vowed to uncover those responsible and make them pay a painful price for their actions, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.
Meanwhile, Young Marquis Su and Imperial Physician Zhang finally arrived at the Prime Minister's residence. Imperial Physician Zhang didn't have time to catch his breath, or even wipe the sweat from his forehead, before rushing straight to the delivery room. Seeing Imperial Physician Zhang approach, Su Qingyao felt as if she had spotted a savior. She quickly stepped aside, anxiously saying, "Imperial Physician Zhang, please save my sister! If you're a little late, I'm afraid..." Imperial Physician Zhang nodded, his expression as solemn as the dark clouds before a storm, as he entered the delivery room.
In the delivery room, Su Jinli's condition was extremely critical, like a lone boat in a strong wind, which could be swallowed by the surging waves at any time. Doctor Zhang stepped forward immediately, his eyes focused and firm, like a falcon locking onto its prey, and took her pulse for diagnosis. His brows were furrowed, like two mountains about to close together, and he carefully examined Su Jinli's symptoms, secretly thinking about how to deal with it. After a while, Doctor Zhang quickly took out various medicinal herbs from the medicine box. Those medicinal herbs seemed to be thousands of troops in his hands, and he began to prepare potions for Su Jinli. While he was preparing the medicine, he said to Jiang Yan: "Sir Jiang, Madam Jiang's condition is not optimistic. She had accidentally taken a pregnancy-preserving medicine mixed with unknown drugs before, and her body was severely damaged and her vitality was greatly damaged. But I will do my best, even if it costs my life, to save Madam Jiang and the child. Sir Jiang and Miss Su, please be patient and trust me."
Jiang Yan was extremely anxious. He tightly grasped Doctor Zhang's hand, as if holding onto his last hope, and said, "Doctor Zhang, no matter what, please save Jinli and the child! If everything goes well, I will reward you handsomely and erect a longevity tablet for you to be worshipped for generations to come!" Doctor Zhang nodded and said, "Don't worry, Master Jiang. Saving the dying and healing the wounded is my duty. Moreover, Madam Jiang has a special status. How could I not do my best?"
Under the meticulous care of Imperial Physician Zhang, Su Jinli gradually regained some consciousness. She seemed to have struggled to the surface from the endless dark abyss, slightly opening her eyes and looking at the anxious people in front of her. Her eyes revealed a trace of weakness and worry, and she said weakly: "My child...my child..." The voice was as weak as a gossamer, as if a breeze could blow it away. Jiang Yan hurriedly held her hand and whispered to comfort her: "Jinli, don't talk, have a good rest, Imperial Physician Zhang is here, the child will be fine. You have to trust us, trust Imperial Physician Zhang."
Su Qingyao also said from the side: "Sister, don't worry. With me here, no one can hurt you and the child. Even if the King of Hell comes, I will beat him back!" Her eyes were full of firmness and determination, as if she had made a vow to Su Jinli that she would never break.
Time slipped slowly amidst tension and worry. Every minute and every second felt as long as a year to those outside the delivery room, each second a torment. Jiang Yan paced anxiously outside the delivery room, his steps hurried and frantic, glancing inside from time to time, silently praying, his every heartbeat a prayer for the safety of Su Jinli and the child. Young Marquis Su clenched his fists, his knuckles white from the force, his face filled with anger and worry. He wished he could immediately find those who had hurt his sister and tear them into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Finally, the resounding cry of a baby could be heard from the delivery room. That cry, like the breaking light of dawn, pierced through the shackles of darkness, illuminated the gloomy hearts of everyone, and finally lifted the heavy weight from their hearts. Doctor Zhang walked out of the delivery room, his face weary, sweat soaking his hair. But a relieved smile adorned his face. He said, "Congratulations, Master Jiang and Miss Su! Madam Jiang and the child are both safe and sound. It's a healthy little boy, with a resounding cry. He's sure to be a successful child in the future."
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