Chapter 929: Chapter 929: New Life Chapter 929: Chapter 929: New Life “You can’t look, but you can hold the baby for a bit.”

The woman from Bear Country turned Greg Jensen’s head away, took a breath, and began to suture the wounds.

Little did they know, if Greg Jensen really wanted to look, he wouldn’t have needed to turn his head at all.

After quite a while, the conductor helped bathe the baby, and the woman from Bear Country finished stitching up the wounds.

Just as they were about to leave, the bedsheets under Natasha suddenly turned red.

The woman from Bear Country’s face turned pale, “Oh no, uterine bleeding!”

The most feared complication following childbirth for a woman was uterine bleeding; in ancient times, many women died from excessive blood loss.

In a hospital, it wouldn’t be a big deal with all the medical equipment available to stop the bleeding at once.

But now, they were on a train, in the middle of nowhere, without any advanced equipment to stop the bleeding.

Natasha’s husband turned deathly pale, “Doctor, please save my wife.”

“I…”

The woman from Bear Country didn’t know what to say; uterine bleeding couldn’t be stopped with bare hands, specialized equipment was needed.

At that moment, Greg Jensen came over and said, “Let me do it.”

“You?”

The woman from Bear Country frowned and reminded him, “Sir, this is a life-or-death situation and you’re not a doctor…”

Greg Jensen gave a slight smile, “I am a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine.”

“Traditional Chinese Medicine?”

The woman from Bear Country looked surprised, then came to a realization and inquired, “Are you confident you can stop the bleeding?”

“Do you have a better idea?” asked Greg Jensen.

The woman from Bear Country’s face turned red, and she said awkwardly, “Please be careful.”

By then, the bedsheets under Natasha had been soaked with blood, the white bedding thoroughly stained red.

Her condition was also not good; due to the excessive blood loss, she was lacking strength, had a glazed look in her eyes, and was on the verge of shock.

Greg Jensen saw this and, disregarding the concern of male-female boundaries, lifted the blanket covering her and quickly took out a silver needle, piercing it into Natasha’s abdomen.

At the same time, a wave of True Qi passed through, helping her sort out her body’s meridians.

And finally, Natasha’s bleeding stopped.

“Natasha, how do you feel?”

“It seems to have stopped.”

“Haha, that’s good.”

Natasha’s husband’s eyes were filled with tears of relief, looking at their son sleeping beside them, his heart swelled with happiness.

“Brother, I really don’t know how to thank you enough.”

“It’s nothing, just lending a hand,” Greg Jensen replied.

The woman from Bear Country stood by, her eyes wide open in shock at the scene.

“Is this magic?”

“No, this is Traditional Chinese Medicine!”

The woman from Bear Country, eager like someone coveting a new toy in another child’s hands, said quickly, “Traditional Chinese Medicine, I want to learn this.”

Her Mandarin, half-baked with a heavy Northeastern accent, sounded rather amusing.

Greg Jensen shook his head, “Traditional Chinese Medicine is not something you can learn just like that.”

The woman from Bear Country pointed to her head, “I’m not afraid, I’m very smart.”

Greg Jensen shook his head again, gave a few instructions to Natasha’s husband, and then turned to leave the compartment.

The original compartment was a mess, and now that there was a new mother there, it was not convenient for Greg Jensen to stay, so the conductor had arranged another one for him.

In the new compartment, he was alone, which was the conductor’s way of acknowledging his help.

Greg Jensen followed the conductor to the new compartment, tidied up the bed, and was about to close the door to rest for a while when the woman from Bear Country squeezed her small frame through the door crack.

“Hey, what are you…”

“I’ve come to learn Traditional Chinese Medicine.”

Click!

The woman closed the door behind her and even locked it.

She then turned to Greg Jensen, and purposely puffed out her chest, “Tell me, what would it take for you to agree to teach me?”

The woman was wearing a low-cut T-shirt with a very generous neckline, and given her height, all Greg Jensen had to do was look down to see a large expanse of pale skin.

In fact, he could even see two plum blossoms blooming on the snowy mountain.

Watching her deliberately thrust out her chest, Greg Jensen doubted her interest was in traditional Chinese medicine; it seemed more like she was trying to get laid.

Greg Jensen didn’t bother with small talk and extended his hand to wrap around her slender waist.

The woman from Bear Country was startled, her body stiffening conspicuously. She only intended to tease Greg Jensen because he seemed so serious, not expecting him to be so bold.

“You… mmm…”

Before the woman could speak, Greg Jensen bent down and kissed her.

A joke, of course–since she had literally thrown herself at him, to turn her down would be to invite a thunderous retribution from the heavens, wouldn’t it?

Caught off guard, the woman struggled a few times, then melted into Greg Jensen’s passion.

“Papa, gentle…”

“Oh, my God.”

Along with the roaring sounds of the train, the sleeper compartment filled with stirring melodies.

…

After the storm.

Greg Jensen climbed out from a tangle of smooth skin, and upon seeing the bright red stain on the stark white sheet, he couldn’t help but pause.

“You’re still…”

“Shut up!”

The woman glared at him, struggling to get up and tidy up, occasionally wincing in pain, her dark brows unconsciously furrowing.

After she gathered her things without a word, she headed for the door.

Reaching the entrance, she suddenly stopped, turned back to stare angrily at Greg Jensen and demanded, “Aren’t you going to say your name?”

“I…”

Greg Jensen was startled at first, then he realized that up to this point, they still hadn’t been acquainted.

He smiled and said, “My name is Greg Jensen, and you?”

“Natasha!”

The woman snorted coldly, “You sure are casual.”

After speaking, she opened the door and stormed off, leaving a bewildered Greg Jensen behind.

“Am I being rejected here?”

Looking at the empty compartment, smelling the lingering scent in the air, Greg Jensen couldn’t help but laugh ruefully.

Natasha’s act had put him in a bind, not sure how to proceed, he decided to just let things take their course.

If she took the initiative, Greg Jensen wouldn’t mind spending some quality time together.

If she didn’t, then it would just be a spring dream at most.

Greg Jensen gathered his emotions and called the attendant to request a change of sheets.

The attendant saw the spot in the middle of the bed and gave Greg Jensen a peculiar look.

“I…”

Greg Jensen was about to find an excuse when the attendant teased him with a somewhat amused tone, “Do even traditional Chinese medicine practitioners get hemorrhoids?”

At that moment, Brother Yue’s husband came in with their child, breaking through Greg Jensen’s embarrassment.

“Brother, the child is all cleaned up, here, hold him.”

“Uh…”

Greg Jensen carefully extended his hands to take the child into his arms.

It was his first time holding a baby, and he was somewhat at a loss.

Looking down at the child, who wasn’t very good-looking, he felt an inexplicable sensation in his heart.

That feeling was indescribable, as if a whole new life was cradled in his hands.

Boom!

As Greg Jensen held the squishy little one, smelling the milky scent on him, it was as if thunder was rumbling in his ears.

Inside his Dantian, the Golden Core shattered mightily.

“Giggle…”

The sleeping child seemed to sense something and started to laugh in his dreams.

His wrinkled little face smoothed out, blooming like the most beautiful flower of spring, filled with vitality and hope.

“Brother, you’re so educated and you can tell fortunes, could you give my son a name?”

“Just call him New Life.”