She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 98 Fortunately, he doesn’t know about the child’s existence.

Chapter 98: Chapter 98 Fortunately, he doesn’t know about the child’s existence.

By the time the medicine was changed for Huai Yu, she had already broken out in a cold sweat from the pain and lay weakly on the bed.

Yan Lingzhen, carrying a basin of bloody water and gauze, placed it on the table and leaned toward Yan Wanqing, "Sister, take my pulse."

Using the copper tongs, Yan Wanqing picked up an orange and set it aside to dry, "How is Huai Yu?"

"Don’t you trust my medical skills, sister? At most, I’ll give you back a lively Young Marquis in a month," Yan Lingzhen joked.

"A month is a bit long, the Imperial Examination is just a month and a half away, we need to be faster," Yan Wanqing pondered, aware that once the examination began, they would not see each other for seven days and nights; how could Huai Yu endure the test without a strong body?

Yan Lingzhen had no choice, "Alright, then I can only add some stronger medicine."

"I appreciate your efforts, Xiaoliu."

Listening to the conversation between the two sisters, Huai Yu roared in her half-conscious state, "You are treating me like a beast, haggling over my life..."

After saying that, she turned her head and fell asleep.

Yan Wanqing looked towards the bed in astonishment, making sure that Huai Yu had indeed passed out before she felt relieved. At that moment, a cool little hand crept into her sleeve and firmly took her pulse.

The moment Yan Lingzhen touched her wrist, she furrowed her brows.

"Sister, have you been agitated these days? Have you coughed up blood again?"

Yan Wanqing shook her head instinctively, "Not at all."

"Liar," Yan Lingzhen said coldly with an infantile face, "The pulse does not lie. The fact that sister would deceive me, I will go and inquire with Cong Ge."

With no escape, Yan Wanqing could only disclose her recent physical condition to Yan Lingzhen.

Yan Lingzhen twisted her brows into a tight knot, and finally, she looked very grave at Yan Wanqing.

"Sister, there is something I need to tell you."

"Yes?"

"Right now, your health is too frail, and there is a possibility of a miscarriage at any moment. Once the treatment for Thousand Mechanism detox begins, there’s an overwhelming likelihood that the child won’t survive," Yan Lingzhen said this very earnestly.

Yan Wanqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I understand."

Yan Lingzhen watched as her hand instinctively rested on her abdomen, her nostrils tinged with sourness. The child was already nearly three months along and should be taking shape by now. Although sister always seemed indifferent to kindness and malice, Yan Lingzhen knew this was just a façade; her sister was truly a person whose exterior was cool but interior was warm. This news must be very hard on her.

"Sister, rest assured that if there’s even a slight chance, Xiaoliu will do everything possible to save this child." Yan Lingzhen knew that as a physician, she shouldn’t make such promises, but she couldn’t bear to see Yan Wanqing’s distress.

Hearing Yan Lingzhen’s words, Yan Wanqing remained composed, nodding slightly and softly replied, "Alright."

She was always considered a person of meager fortune; being able to protect the important people in her life in this second chance was already a great kindness from the heavens. How could she yearn for anything more?

Feeling the warm touch on her belly, for some reason, even though she was aware of everything and could accept it all, when she heard the news that the child might not survive, her heart felt as if it had been plunged into icy waters, dragging her whole being into the abyss, unable to catch a breath.

It was unbearable... too unbearable.

She pursed her lips, experiencing this profound sense of desolation seeping out from the depths of her heart.

These were matters beyond her control; she had to make choices.

Fortunately, he didn’t know about the child’s existence.

Yan Wanqing held onto this last shred of consolation in her heart.

Then, let her bear all the sorrow and the guilt alone.

A person as honest and passionate as him should never have regrets in this life.

"This room is a bit stuffy, I’m going out for some air," Yan Wanqing put down the copper tongs and calmly rose to walk outside.

Yan Lingzhen clearly noticed that her sister’s hand trembled momentarily when she put down the tongs, revealing that her inner turmoil was not as calm as her exterior.

"Alright, sister," Yan Lingzhen heard her own voice say.

Yan Wanqing walked out the door, strolled through the garden, and arrived at the edge of the pond, where she heavily exhaled the turbid air from her chest.

That day, she sat quietly in the pavilion for the entire day.

...

In the afternoon, Yan Lingzhen heard from Cong Ge that the third young lady of the Li Family had caught a cold.

Yan Lingzhen didn’t have Cong Ge tell Yan Wanqing, deciding instead to bring the medicine chest herself and make the visit personally.

Based on yesterday’s incident, this third young lady of the Li Family was certainly no pushover.

When the carriage arrived at the Li Residence, she hopped down from it and went straight inside.

This time, the eldest young lady from the Li Family didn’t come to greet her, and the doormen said they were at the third young lady’s place, so Yan Lingzhen, carrying her medicine chest on her back, jogged over, only to be stopped at the door by the maidservants.

From inside, she heard the sound of things being smashed and women yelling and cursing at each other.

The maidservants recognized Yan Lingzhen and their expressions turned awkward as they asked her to wait outside while one of them went in to announce her arrival.

Yan Lingzhen listened to the commotion inside and grew curious about what scandalous thing the third young miss had done to send the eldest young lady of the Li Family into such a frenzy.

"Is she causing trouble again?" Yan Lingzhen whispered into the ear of the maid who was standing closest to her.

The maid looked up furtively, glanced at the others nearby, and then spoke quietly, "Last evening, the third young miss seduced the young master, and the clothes he had taken off had the third young miss’s rouge and scent on them."

Yan Lingzhen covered her mouth, "This is explosive?!"

Once the maid had started talking, it was as if the floodgates had opened and she couldn’t stop, telling Yan Lingzhen about everything Li Chengyuan had been up to lately; Yan Lingzhen grew more and more astonished as the doubtful points in her mind became increasingly clear. When the maid was almost too hoarse to continue, the maid who had gone to give notice came out.

As soon as she appeared, she shot a fierce glance at the talkative maid, then respectfully said to Yan Lingzhen, "Miss Xiaoliu, please come in."

Yan Lingzhen had come alone that day; her small figure was carrying a large medicine chest, and the maids who wanted to help her were all refused.

This was her life and livelihood, not to be entrusted to others.

Yan Lingzhen entered the room with the medicine chest on her back, encountering the untidy mess that had not yet been cleaned up.

The two sisters were seated far apart, one to the east and one to the west, each with maidservants attending to their hair.

Yan Lingzhen was taken aback by the scene, which seemed to tell of an intense struggle.

Thinking this, she pretended to see nothing, and cleared her throat very calmly, "Third young miss, I heard you have caught a cold."

She walked over, "Stretch out your wrist."

Seeing Yan Lingzhen coming in person, Li Chengyuan looked proud and cast a triumphant glance at Li Chengxiang in the distance before saying in a very weak tone, "Yes, after Miss Xiaoliu left, I felt uncomfortable. I came down with a high fever that very night."

"And it’s continued until now?" Yan Lingzhen touched her forehead directly with her hand, which was burning hot.

To be in such a state yet still able to go toe-to-toe with Li Chengxiang was impressive, indeed; the third young miss’s strength in battle had to be acknowledged.

"It is quite serious," Yan Lingzhen intended to write a prescription, but seeing the writing desk and its scholarly treasures, shattered and broken, she couldn’t help but say, "I’m sorry to trouble you, but could you prepare some writing materials for me?"

Li Chengxiang gestured for the maids to get them ready.

After all, Yan Lingzhen was also a blood relative of the Commandery Princess, and she possessed the insight to see that.

"How long will it take for this cold to get better?" asked Li Chengyuan.

Yan Lingzhen didn’t look up, "Ten days to half a month, I guess." Traditional Chinese medicine works slowly.

"Should I pay attention to my diet and such?"

"Eat more nourishing foods, avoid spicy ones, and rest more often for peaceful recuperation."

Upon hearing this advice, a calculating gleam flashed in Li Chengyuan’s eyes, and her voice quickly became choked up, "Thank you for the medical advice, Miss Xiaoliu, but it might be difficult for me to follow all this now. I only have this one quilt for the winter, and now it’s all wet. I don’t usually receive any food that can nourish and enhance health in my courtyard. I’m afraid I won’t be able to recover quickly enough to visit the Princess Residence and give thanks."

As she strung together this far-fetched excuse, Yan Lingzhen found it exceedingly irritating.

But before she could say anything, Li Chengxiang, who had been reference maliciously in her speech, couldn’t hold back any longer.

"What nonsense are you speaking in front of Miss Xiaoliu!"