Yun Chuwei stood up almost immediately and hurriedly walked out.
Once outside the main hall, she asked Huo Qingjue, who was following behind her, "What's going on?"
Huo Qingjue said in a low voice, "The little prince and princess have been born safely, but Miss Cui's condition is very bad. It seems she has suffered a postpartum hemorrhage that cannot be stopped. The entire Imperial Hospital is helpless, and I'm afraid her chances of survival are slim. Miss Cui wants to see you!"
Yun Chuwei's face was deathly pale. She lowered her head and hadn't said anything yet, but her pace quickened considerably.
Soon, Yun Chuwei arrived at the East Palace.
At the entrance to the delivery room, she saw Xie Xin looking worried.
She didn't say anything and went into the delivery room.
The moment I stepped inside, the stench of blood hit me.
At this moment, Cui Yuetuan lay on the bed, her face pale, looking more like a lifeless rag doll than a living person.
Several anxious imperial physicians and midwives stood by the bed, whispering urgently as they tried to stop Cui Yuetuan's bleeding.
However, it never worked.
Yun Chuwei hadn't expected that Jiang Wanqiu was among them.
Jiang Wanqiu's face was full of exhaustion, and her eyes were red and bloodshot, clearly indicating that she had been working for a long time.
Yun Chuwei looked at Jiang Wanqiu with a questioning look in her eyes.
Jiang Wanqiu has already married Cui Yuetuan's older sister, so he is Cui Yuetuan's brother-in-law.
In fact, no one wanted Cui Yuetuan to live more than him.
But when faced with Yun Chuwei's questioning gaze, he could only sigh inwardly and then shake his head at her.
Seeing Jiang Wanqiu's appearance, Yun Chuwei knew that Cui Yuetuan probably wouldn't make it this time.
If there had been even the slightest chance, Jiang Wanqiu wouldn't be in this state.
Cui Yuetuan seemed to realize that Yun Chuwei had arrived, and spoke in a low voice, her voice barely audible.
"Weiwei...Weiwei..."
She called out as she laboriously stretched out one hand.
Yun Chuwei took a few steps forward, sat down beside the bed, and reached out to hold Cui Yuetuan's hand.
Her hands were thin and soft, but now they were ice-cold, almost devoid of warmth and strength.
"I'm here!" Yun Chu said softly.
Cui Yuetuan stared wide-eyed at Yun Chuwei and whispered, "Weiwei, I'm dying! In the future... I might never be able to eat with you again... or drink with you again. Every year during Qingming Festival, please bring me wine, okay?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Yun Chuwei said gently.
"Promise me! Okay?" Cui Yuetuan said stubbornly.
"Okay, I promise you!" Yun Chuwei's voice was slightly hoarse, and her eyes were a little red.
Cui Yuetuan seemed satisfied; she forced a smile onto her pale lips.
Soon, she said again, "Children...children...let me see them..."
Upon hearing this, Yun Chuwei said to the person next to her, "Bring the child over here!"
Upon hearing this, the two midwives immediately went next door and soon returned, each carrying a child.
They stood beside the bed, half-squatting, and showed the child to Yun Chuwei and Cui Yuetuan.
Both children were wrinkled and not very good-looking.
But Cui Yuetuan showed a satisfied smile.
She gripped Yun Chuwei's hand tightly and said, "Take good care of them for me. Don't let anyone bully them. Let them live a good life."
Yun Chuwei nodded: "Yes, as long as I live, I will not let them be bullied."
Upon hearing Yun Chuwei's assurance, Cui Yuetuan's bleak smile softened with a touch of gentleness and peace.
She mumbled, "Weiwei, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep for a while. I..."
As she spoke, she closed her eyes, and her hands went limp.
Yun Chuwei subconsciously tightened her grip on her hand.
Jiang Wanqiu rushed over, took Cui Yuetuan's hand from Yun Chuwei's, and took Cui Yuetuan's pulse.
His face grew increasingly pale as he clearly felt Cui Yuetuan's pulse weaken, then disappear completely.
His hand trembled as he pressed it against Cui Yuetuan's neck.
The pulse there has completely disappeared.
The chill emanating from Cui Yuetuan spread through her fingertips.
As a royal physician, Jiang Wanqiu was actually quite used to seeing life and death.
At this moment, he could no longer hold back, and tears rolled down his cheeks, one by one, and fell to the ground.
"What should I do? What should I do?" he murmured, filled with fear.
This was his wife's younger sister, but he couldn't save her and could only watch helplessly as she passed away.
How will he explain this to his wife when he gets back? How will he explain it to the Cui family?
Why would God do such a thing?
Jiang Wanqiu's tears fell more and more fiercely, and her body became somewhat unsteady.
The imperial physicians behind him also knew about the relationship between Jiang Wanqiu and Cui Yuetuan. They all stepped forward, helped Jiang Wanqiu up, and led him aside.
"Physician Jiang, please accept my condolences!" someone whispered to Jiang Wanqiu.
Jiang Wanqiu remained silent, only shedding tears in silence.
Cui Yuetuan married into the Eastern Palace so that he and his wife could be together forever. Now that this has happened, how can he grieve? How can he grieve?
The head of the Imperial Medical Academy stepped forward and stood in Jiang Wanqiu's original position to begin examining Cui Yuetuan's condition.
Finally, he announced in a low voice: "The former Crown Princess has passed away."
After saying that, he turned his head and offered a word of advice to Yun Chuwei.
"Miss Yun, please accept my condolences!"
Looking at Cui Yuetuan lying quietly, Yun Chuwei suddenly asked, "Was this an accident, or was it done intentionally?"
The elderly judge was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.
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