Chapter 23: Can Be Saved – I was wrong, I won’t have an abortion again, save…
There were bloodstains on the ground that hadn’t been cleaned up yet, not too much, because most of the blood was on Meng Huan’s pants.
He had already been placed on the bed, his face as pale as paper, his mouth open as if he was talking, but no one could hear what he was trying to say.
When a person is in extreme pain, they cannot make a sound. Sometimes, those who can shout and cry are not in trouble, but the more silent they are, the more serious the situation may be.
Wen Zhaoyin didn’t care how serious Meng Huan’s condition was. She walked straight into the room and raised her hand, slapping him hard across the face. The crisp sound frightened the servants in the room, and they all knelt down.
Wen Xi was lying by the bed, crying and pleading, “Matriarch, Matriarch, please spare the young husband for now. He’s nearly gone…”
“He brought it upon himself.” Wen Zhaoyin lowered her eyes, deliberately ignoring the face that could stir her emotions.
The hand she had used to hit him was wet with water, the tears from Meng Huan’s face.
His tears flowed like they were free, and his entire face was contorted in pain. Wen Zhaoyin didn’t dare to look at this face, fearing that she would soften.
“Why don’t you want my child so much?”
She asked in a low voice, but he didn’t have the strength to answer.
He cried, he opened his mouth to speak, and finally, he raised a hand tremblingly and placed it on her sleeve, gripping it tightly as if using all his strength. After a long time, he uttered a single word, “Pain…”
Meng Huan was regretting it so much now.
He hadn’t expected it to be so painful and to lose so much blood. He was now hypotensive and dizzy, and he could pass out at any moment.
But he knew that he couldn’t sleep with excessive blood loss. If he slept, he might never wake up again.
Actually, he had to thank Wen Zhaoyin for that slap just now. If it weren’t for that slap, he would have been even more drowsy, and he wouldn’t have been as clear-headed as he was now.
“I’m so cold… save me…”
His lips were trembling as he spoke, and it took him a while to say this sentence.
Wen Zhaoyin turned her face to look at him, and their eyes met. His expression was so pitiful that she couldn’t say anything harsh to this face.
“The physician will be here soon.”
She didn’t want to stay in the room any longer. His dying state had begun to trigger her memories, a part of her past that she didn’t want to recall.
Without saying a word, she pried off Meng Huan’s hand that was gripping her sleeve and almost fled. When she stood at the door and couldn’t see him, her emotions subsided a little.
Her former husband had died in childbirth with Wen Shu. Although he was saved at the time, he had been bedridden and eventually passed away when Wen Shu was three years old.
Before he closed his eyes, he seemed to be like Meng Huan now, saying that he was in pain and feeling cold, unable to warm up even when wrapped in several layers of blankets. He weakly asked her to hold him for a while, and then he became colder and colder in her arms…
Pei Lan brought the physician into the room and also smartly called for two midwives. The three of them rushed in and worked for a while, but the bleeding still wouldn’t stop, and Meng Huan in the room was already so weak that he was about to pass out.
Wen Zhaoyin stood by the window, listening to the physician report to her from inside.
“My lord, the corner of the table was too sharp, and the young husband hit it too hard. This old woman is really powerless. Would you please come in and stay with him for a while…”
Her heart sank. The physician was obviously not going to try to save him anymore.
Pei Lan saw that she wasn’t moving and was afraid that she would have regrets, so she persuaded her, “Why don’t you go in and see him?”
Wen Zhaoyin looked back at the ginkgo tree in the courtyard and finally decided to go in and take a look.
Wen Xi and the other servants were arranged at the door, and the two midwives stepped aside. Only the physician was still treating Meng Huan with acupuncture, saying that it could temporarily bring him back to life for a while.
Originally, he couldn’t even open his eyes, but now that the needles were inserted, he could even speak in complete sentences.
She sat on the stool by the bed and finally reached out to hold his hand, which felt very cold, the kind of cold that couldn’t be warmed up.
Meng Huan was crying uncontrollably, looking at her with tears streaming down his face. He was now awake and knew that he was afraid, his mind filled with Wen Xi’s sobbing words about postpartum hemorrhage and such.
He was really cold and really scared. “I don’t want to die, save me.”
“Wen Zhaoyin, save me…”
“Find someone to give me a blood transfusion, someone with compatible blood. A blood transfusion can save me.”
“I won’t have an abortion again. I was wrong. Please save me. Don’t give up on me…”
Meng Huan didn’t know if he could come back to life in the modern world if he died in this female-dominated society. He cherished his life and was afraid of death. He didn’t dare to gamble and would rather live here for the rest of his life than die.
What could be left behind when a person died? There would be no memories, and the body would gradually dissolve. Maybe people would remember for a year or two, but after a few more years, there might not even be anyone who remembered.
He hadn’t lived enough. He still had many things to do and many days to spend in vain. He really didn’t want to die. When a person died, everything truly became empty.
But he couldn’t save himself now. He could only pin all his hopes on this woman he had briefly interacted with, hoping that she could save him, hoping that she would order the physician not to give up.
“I’m sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have…”
Listening to his delirium, Wen Zhaoyin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again, seemingly having made a certain decision.
She turned her head to look at the physician and asked in a deep voice, “I have a medicine called ‘Blood Withering Glory.’ Can it save him?”
The physician was shocked to hear this. “Blood… Blood Withering Glory?! That’s a legendary divine medicine. No one has ever seen it before. You actually have it here?”
Wen Zhaoyin originally didn’t have it either. Later, in order to save Wen Shu’s biological father, she had searched hard for three years before finding it. Unfortunately, by the time the medicine arrived, he had already passed away.
In the end, she buried the medicine with him.
“I have it.”
“Perhaps it can be delivered in half an hour. I don’t know if he can hold on until then.”
The physician hurriedly nodded and said excitedly, “He can! This old woman can guarantee that the young husband will last for half an hour! If there really is Blood Withering Glory, as long as the person hasn’t stopped breathing from postpartum hemorrhage, they can all be saved! I never thought that in my lifetime, I would be able to see the legendary divine medicine…”
Wen Zhaoyin raised her hand to call Pei Lan over and only said two words, “Go get it.”
She was so determined that Pei Lan didn’t say anything. Just by looking at her expression, one could understand her resolve. Then, Pei Lan followed the order and went to dig it up.
As Pei Lan went out the door, she thought to herself that fortunately, the medicine wasn’t really buried together with the former husband. It was only buried next to him. If it had truly been placed together, the young husband Meng Huan might not have been able to survive today.
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*Spotlight on Finished Novel Translations*
He Said He’s Pregnant, and It’s My Child (Female-dominant)
Intro 1
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro 2
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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