Chapter 218: Seeing Blood, Darkening
It was also a coincidence that Song Yunhe was returning home from work. When he saw Baozhu coming towards him, he thought he was seeing things. It was not until Baozhu stood in front of him that Song Yunhe came to his senses.
"Baozhu, why are you here?"
He thought he would never see her again in his life and she came looking for him.
Baozhu had a cold face. Seeing the nostalgia in Song Yunhe's eyes, her gaze became more and more contemptuous. What had he done before? Now he was pretending to be affectionate?
"Song Tanhua, I'm here to inform you that your wife is at Chen's Clinic. Please go see her."
Hearing this, the nostalgia in Song Yunhe's eyes instantly disappeared, and his expression became nervous, "What happened to Qingtong? Is she okay?"
"You'd better go and see for yourself."
In Chen's clinic, the old doctor carefully felt the pulse, shook his head and sighed, "Madam, your pregnancy is less than three months old. Your anger has caused the fetus to become unstable. In the future, you must not get angry or you may risk miscarriage."
Xi Qingtong lay in bed, looking unhappy. She didn't care much about the child and only asked, "My abdomen feels like it's being pricked by needles. When will the pain stop?"
The old doctor was clearly surprised that a woman had no regard for her child. He paused for a moment before replying, "Madam, you must be observed for 25 minutes. If the pain worsens, additional treatment will be necessary." He paused. "I will first prescribe a medication to maintain the pregnancy. Madam, please rest well."
Xi Qingtong frowned impatiently upon hearing this. She just wanted to stop the abdominal pain as soon as possible and leave this place filled with the smell of medicine, but she knew she had to take care of herself, so she stayed in the clinic to rest.
As soon as the old doctor came out of the compartment, a maid came up to ask him questions. Soon, Qingwu and Shanshan, who were far away outside the clinic, also learned that Xi Qingtong was pregnant.
"Ah, did I say too much just now?" A trace of guilt appeared on Shanshan's face. She didn't know that Xi Qingtong was a pregnant woman now.
Qing Wu pursed her lips. She didn't know what to say, so she could only hold Shan Shan's hand and comfort her: "Don't blame yourself too much. Judging from her condition just now, it should just be a miscarriage. If you really feel bad, let's wait here for a while. Once we're sure she's okay, we can go back."
Shanshan nodded, and the two of them sat down in the women's room of the clinic. She asked Yuzhu to keep an eye on Xi Qingtong's condition. After about a quarter of an hour, Yuzhu came back to report, "The doctor said that Madam Song is stable and just needs to take ten days of pregnancy-maintaining medicine."
With that, the two of them stood up, intending to leave first to avoid running into Xi Qingtong again. "Yuzhu, go settle the bill for her pregnancy-maintaining medicine."
After saying that, Qingwu and Shanshan left the private room together. As they were leaving the clinic's main entrance, they ran into Song Yunhe, who had just arrived in a hurry. He had just dismounted from his horse and saw the girl stepping out of the clinic. He hurried forward and asked, "How are you? How's the baby?"
He subconsciously reached out to support her, but the moment he met her gaze, his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air - this was not Qingtong.
Of course, he couldn't touch Qingwu's finger at all. Before he could reach out his hand, the two maids had already stood in front of him. Song Yunhe stood there in a daze, and then he carefully looked at the girl's clothes in front of him.
Although Qingwu was wearing casual clothes today because he was inspecting Hedong Village, even the casual clothes were made of expensive materials and were well-made. It was obvious that they were not ordinary products at first glance. Most importantly, this was definitely not the style that Xi Qingtong would wear.
Song Yunhe had never expected to see Qingwu again in this situation. He met her calm and beautiful eyes, and after a long pause, he finally uttered, "Qingwu...are you okay?"
"Lord Song, please be careful with your words and address her respectfully as Princess." The maid reminded them. They didn't dare to touch the princess's twin sisters just now, but they dared to touch their brother-in-law.
A trace of discomfort and humiliation flashed across Song Yunhe's eyes. He took a step back and bowed again, "Your humble servant greets Her Majesty the Princess."
Qingwu didn't expect to run into Song Yunhe. Four months ago, she hated Song Yunhe so much, but four months later, she felt that all the past events were like floating clouds. When she saw Song Yunhe again, her heart was calm.
After all, Qingwu is different from Xi Qingtong. She does not hate Song Yunhe as much as Xi Qingtong. Song Yunhe was just a distant cousin whom she was not very familiar with, and he was her husband of only three months.
Looking back now, Qingwu was even somewhat grateful that Song Yunhe had been indifferent to her for three months. He was deeply in love with Xi Qingtong and did not pretend to be affectionate and consummate the marriage with her, giving her an illusion. Otherwise, she would definitely hate him now, and hating people is tiring. She didn't want to hate or blame anyone more.
So, when he saw Song Yunhe again, Qingwu just nodded slightly in response to his greeting, and then walked straight past him.
He only left one sentence: "Your wife is inside."
Song Yunhe stood there in a daze. For a moment, his mind seemed to be filled with a lot of thoughts, yet it was also blank. He thought of the girl who had once smiled and talked to him, and the girl who had once been gentle and bright. But now, she passed by him like the wind, without stopping once, and would never look back.
She is now a princess, a high and mighty princess, but she is also someone else's wife, and his wife is another person. Song Yunhe raised his head and met the eyes inside again, which were equally beautiful but full of anger.
"Song Yunhe!"
Xi Qingtong screamed angrily. What had she seen? Was Song Yunhe looking nostalgic just now?
Song Yunhe finally came to his senses. He suppressed the urge to look back, strode into the clinic, and asked in a gentle voice, "Is the child okay?"
It would have been fine if she hadn't said this, but after she did, Xi Qingtong burst into tears. She covered her abdomen and choked, "You only care about the child?"
Seeing her being so hypocritical again, Song Yunhe suppressed his annoyance and patiently coaxed her, "Don't be upset. I naturally care about you... Aren't you and the child one?"
But these words could not comfort Xi Qingtong. Her mind was now full of the way Song Yunhe looked at the twin sisters just now.
"Song Yun..."
She wanted to question him, but the sudden worsening pain in her abdomen made her bend over, her face suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't care about anything else.
"Doctor, call...doctor..."
Seeing how distressed she was, Song Yunhe was instantly frightened and lost all thoughts. He hurriedly pulled the doctor who was treating someone else over and asked, "Quick, what's wrong with my wife?"
The doctor, who had been overhearing this, said without hesitation, "He must be angry again. Quickly help the lady to a chair."
After a round of examination, the old doctor's expression became even more serious. Regardless of the difference in status, he sternly scolded, "You've had two fits of anger in one day. Do you still want this child?"
Song Yunhe nodded quickly, "Yes, of course!"
"But the fetus is already damaged... You need to take care of your wife's mood, keep her in a good mood every day, and then stay in bed to recuperate..."
However, before he could finish his words, Xi Qingtong said in panic, "I... I... seem to be bleeding..."
The old doctor's face suddenly changed, but it was inconvenient for him to check, so he turned around and walked out while saying, "Please help Madam to check, and tell me the condition later."
The doctor had just been out for a few breaths when he heard someone say, "Not much blood, just a few drops."
This time the doctor turned around and went in to take the pulse again, then took out a silver needle with a stern face. Seeing this, Xi Qingtong trembled all over. She had a problem and could not stand needles, so when she was sick she was only willing to take medicine and did not want to have acupuncture. She felt scared when she saw the needle, and it was a fear from the bottom of her heart!
"No, don't."
"Qingtong, don't be willful!" Song Yunhe held his wife's shoulders tightly, his voice carrying a rare harshness, "This is for the child!"
Xi Qingtong looked at the silver needle that was shining with cold light in horror, and her whole body trembled like a leaf in the wind: "No... I don't want it... take it away!" She struggled desperately, but was held firmly in Song Yunhe's arms.
The old doctor held up the silver needle and looked disapproving. It was such a time and he was still so ignorant.
"If we delay any longer, the child might not be saved!"
"It's just as well that I can't save him!" Xi Qingtong suddenly screamed, "This bastard...ah!"
Not only Song Yunhe, her two personal maids also held down her restless legs. Xi Qingtong looked at Jinzhu and Yinzhu in horror. They knew it clearly, they knew it!
However, the two maids also advised: "Madam, please close your eyes and bear it for the sake of the little boy in your belly."
These words made Xi Qingtong stunned for a moment. At this moment, the silver needle accurately pierced the acupoint. She screamed, her eyes went dark and she almost fainted.
Amidst the sharp pain, Xi Qingtong heard Song Yunhe's cold voice: "You have to choose the right time to be willful. Be quiet now and let the doctor protect the fetus."
Children, children, everyone called her for the children! No one cared about her feelings!
Xi Qingtong bit her lip tightly, tasting the slightest hint of blood. She trembled all over, wanting to move, but unable to. She felt like a fish on a chopping block, watching helplessly as the silver needle pierced her body. Uncontrollable fear filled her heart, and the feeling of helplessness filled her with hatred!
She hated Song Yunhe, hated Jin Zhu and Yin Zhu, and even more hated this child! If it weren't for him, how could she have suffered this? If it weren't for him...
Another needle fell, and Xi Qingtong struggled to curl up inward. It was not only painful, but also fearful. In the intense fear, a natural thought suddenly emerged: If this child was gone, would she be free?
This thought entangled her heart like a poisonous snake, yet made her strangely quiet. She stopped struggling and allowed the silver needle to pierce into her again and again, but cold resentment gradually solidified in her eyes.
Song Yunhe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife finally calm down. "Doctor, how is it?"
The old doctor wiped his sweat and said, "If the lady hasn't bled out in half an hour after the needles are removed, she should be saved for now. Go home and recuperate for a month."
Song Yunhe nodded, gently put Xi Qingtong down from his arms, and was about to thank the doctor when he met Xi Qingtong's empty eyes. That look made him feel inexplicably palpitating, as if something was quietly deteriorating.
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