After Ji Zhuo left, Ling Shuang went inside.
She immediately noticed Lin Xihe's face, which was filled with sadness and exhaustion. She tried to speak several times to comfort her, but she couldn't utter a single word.
After all, things were too absurd at this point, and she couldn't even find a starting point. She could only silently pick up the scattered pieces of the medicine bowl on the ground.
Soon after, Ling Xue hurriedly entered the house, carrying a bowl of dark brown medicine.
"Miss, this is the medicine for your pregnancy that I prescribed after I went back with the doctor." Ling Xue said with concern, taking a few steps forward and gently placing the medicine bowl on the bedside table.
Lin Xihe glanced indifferently at the bowl of medicine, her eyes vacant and lifeless, then gently shook her head and whispered, "No need, take it away."
Ling Xue did not step back as instructed, but instead leaned forward slightly, her expression showing even more worry.
"The doctor said that the young lady's fall today was quite severe, and the fetus is already unstable. If she doesn't take this medicine, there might be complications later... Young lady, you must think about your own health."
Lin Xihe stubbornly shook her head. She had never thought about giving birth to the child, but she was equally hesitant to give it away.
"Even if you have other plans in the future, right now, he's in your womb. You can't let him suffer like this," Ling Xue continued to gently persuade her.
Lin Xihe lowered her eyes to look at her still flat stomach. After hesitating for a long time, she finally reached out and took the medicine from Ling Xue's hand and slowly drank it.
"Ling Xue, could you please find out for me what the consequences would be if we didn't keep the child? The more detailed the information, the better..."
Lin Xihe had never experienced anything like this before, and her heart was filled with fear and helplessness.
Ling Xue nodded: "This servant will go out to find a doctor to inquire in detail later. Miss, please rest well first."
"Also, this matter is only to be known between the two of you, and no one else should find out."
"This servant understands. When I was preparing the medicine just now, I only said that the young lady had caught a cold."
Lin Xihe secretly wondered if Gu Qinghuai was paying attention to her family's affairs at the moment, but if he knew about this matter, the situation would definitely become more and more troublesome.
Lin Xihe lay back down on the bed. Perhaps because she had drunk the bowl of herbal soup, the pain in her abdomen gradually subsided.
Only now did she calm down completely and think things through carefully.
Ji Zhuo was indeed furious at the moment, but judging from his various actions, he had no intention of separating from her. However, he certainly could not tolerate the child in her womb.
Lin Xihe knew in her heart that it was already quite remarkable that Ji Zhuo could do this under such circumstances.
If it were her, after such betrayal, she would probably be furious, slap her hard, say goodbye decisively, and never have anything to do with the other party again.
However, five days have passed since that night, and Ji Zhuo has not shown up again.
After taking the pregnancy-stabilizing medicine for several days, Lin Xihe's abdominal pain had disappeared, and she couldn't even feel that she was pregnant.
Ji Zhuo hadn't come, and Lin Xihe felt increasingly uneasy, but given her condition, she couldn't take the initiative to go to him.
She couldn't help but wonder if Ji Zhuo meant to completely separate? Was he just going to swallow his anger at being betrayed and sever all ties with her from now on?
It wasn't until the sixth day that Ji Zhuo stepped into Lin Xihe's courtyard again.
At that time, Lin Xihe had just finished her meal and was taking small sips of her pregnancy-stabilizing medicine.
Ji Zhuo appeared outside the door, and Lin Xihe quickly put down the medicine bowl.
Ling Xue, who was standing nearby, was also very quick-witted. She immediately took the medicine bowl and quietly slipped out.
“A-Zhuo…”
Lin Xihe blurted out, and then quickly went to meet him.
As she got closer, she was shocked to see that Ji Zhuo's face was bruised. Her usually graceful face now had several bruises.
How did you get hurt?
Without hesitation, Lin Xihe raised her hand, wanting to touch Ji Zhuo's injured cheek.
But Ji Zhuo suddenly turned his head away, his aloof posture as if Lin Xihe's hands were carrying some filth.
This obvious resistance made Lin Xihe instantly understand, and she withdrew her hand with slight embarrassment.
Ji Zhuo, with a sullen face, strode straight into the room.
At this moment, the room was still filled with a strong medicinal smell, lingering and persistent.
Ji Zhuo didn't even glance at Lin Xihe. He walked to the soft couch, sat down with a flick of his robe, and then coldly asked, "What kind of medicine did you drink?"
His tone was flat and indifferent, revealing no emotion whatsoever, making it difficult to discern whether his words stemmed from genuine concern or were merely a casual inquiry.
Lin Xihe lowered her head and followed Ji Zhuo into the house with slightly heavy steps. Finally, she stopped not far from him, hesitated for a while, and then replied softly, "Pregnancy-stabilizing medicine."
"Medicine to prevent miscarriage?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Zhuo raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes filled with mockery. His originally calm tone suddenly took on a cold, sarcastic tone, as if Lin Xihe had not drunk a pregnancy-stabilizing medicine, but a cup of poison that he found utterly repulsive.
"If I don't drink it, my stomach will hurt terribly." Lin Xihe's voice revealed a hint of helplessness.
"In the end, you can't keep him. Whether he drinks or not, the result will be the same." Ji Zhuo's tone remained cold, leaving no room for negotiation.
Lin Xihe knew that continuing to dwell on this issue would be pointless, so she tried to change the subject. She slowly raised her eyes to look at Ji Zhuo, her eyes full of concern, and asked, "How did you get injured?"
"I was beaten up," Ji Zhuo replied in a muffled voice, his face growing increasingly grim.
"Who? Who dares to hit you?"
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