Chapter 111: The Choice Between Life and Death

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After taking her pulse, Su Yingxue instantly understood why she was wearing so many clothes.

Sheng Ping was waiting for Su Yingxue to speak, feeling as nervous as if awaiting her punishment.

She thought Su Yingxue would inquire about her identity, the reason behind her condition, or whether she was married.

However, Su Yingxue’s tone remained calm. She simply asked, “Right now, you have two choices, one is a path to survive, and the other is a path to death. Which one will you choose?”

Sheng Ping was momentarily taken aback but showed a hint of gratitude in her eyes.

She responded softly, “The path to survival is no different from a path to death. Doctor, please prescribe medicine for me. If everything goes smoothly, I believe I can still have a future.”

Su Yingxue’s expression darkened and replied, “Alright.”

She did not write the prescription but went to the medicine cabinet to fetch the medicine. Seeing that there were not many people in the hall, Su Yingxue sighed helplessly. She could already guess why this young lady chose this particular time to visit.

It was indeed inconvenient for her to be seen.

Su Yingxue brought back two sets of medicine and placed them on the table. She wrote down the instructions and pushed the medicine toward Sheng Ping, explaining patiently, “After drinking the first dose of medicine, the fetus will be aborted within four hours. At that time, you must start boiling the second dose. After the fetus is aborted, take the medicine immediately to stop bleeding. Otherwise, your life will be in danger. Do you understand?”

Sheng Ping tucked the two sets of medicine into her arms and replied in a soft voice, “I understand. Thank you, doctor.”

After settling the bill and taking the medicine, Sheng Ping was about to leave. Su Yingxue noticed that she was wearing too many clothes, making her movements somewhat awkward. In the end, she could not help but hold her shoulder and exhorted, “If you have the means, take good care of yourself. If there’s another occurrence, you won’t be able to conceive for the rest of your life.”

Sheng Ping chuckled softly, her voice tinged with self-deprecation. She moved her lips as if to say that she might not be deserving of the blessing of having children in her life.

However, she realized that she couldn’t implicate Su Yingxue because of her own identity, so she merely curved her lips and said, “Thank you, doctor.”

She was a compassionate and understanding doctor.

After Sheng Ping left, Su Yingxue had no appetite for lunch. She went straight to her mother’s study and flipped through the medical books her mother had left behind. The more she read, the more she felt the profound sense of bitterness in her heart.

Her mother was the most renowned female doctor, known throughout the world for her exceptional skills in healing and reviving the near-dead. Before marrying into the Marquis’s Manor, she must have enjoyed immense fame and glory.

But what about all the other women in the world?

How many women had to endure miserable fates due to their humble origins?

How many women, despite their intelligence and talents, were confined to living aimlessly within the confines of a courtyard?

How many other women suffered from debilitating illnesses, without a soul to care for them?

Women in this world had to endure so much hardship.

For example, this lady today was dressed luxuriously, but she could not keep the child in her womb. Moreover, she had suffered multiple miscarriages, leading to weakness and blood deficiency. If she miscarried again today, her life would be in jeopardy…

“Are you worried about her?”

Zi Wei stood silently behind Su Yingxue, and his hoarse voice resonated near her ear.

Su Yingxue casually flipped through a page of the book. “I am somewhat concerned, but I noticed the intricate patterns on her clothes and the pendant at her waist. Such items aren’t common among ordinary wealthy families. She must be from a noble and prominent family, and she doesn’t want to reveal her identity. There’s something she cannot speak of. If I were to press her for answers, I would undoubtedly cause her harm.”

Therefore, without even asking for her name or identity, Su Yingxue allowed her to leave.

“I can follow her.” Zi Wei raised his eyes, and the deep purple color carried a dangerous aura..