bookrebus Chapter 272: Xuemei is seriously injured, Qingwan is said to be a witch
Chapter 272: Xuemei is seriously injured, Qingwan is said to be a witch
By the time Grand Tutor Zhong reacted, Song Qingwan had already walked to the gate. She opened the Zhong family's door as wide as possible and walked out calmly.
It was too late for Grand Tutor Zhong to attack Song Qingwan at this time, because there were already passers-by at the door looking inside. If he took out the poisonous weapon and killed Song Qingwan at this time, then the crime of murdering the royal family would be confirmed.
Therefore, Grand Tutor Zhong could only watch Song Qingwan take Zhong Xuemei and Song Changwei back to Prince Huai's Palace.
In fact, Song Qingwan was not as calm and confident as she seemed on the surface. She went to the Zhong family in person to ask for someone, which was tantamount to snatching food from a tiger's mouth.
But Song Qingwan had to do this because Prince Huai's Mansion needed to establish its prestige and win the hearts of the people, and the people in Prince Huai's Mansion naturally could not afford to be bullied in the slightest.
After leaving the Zhong family, Song Qingwan rushed back to the palace without stopping.
As soon as they entered the door, Chunya and Arong were already waiting at the gate. When they saw Song Qingwan coming back safely, they felt relieved.
"Master, are you back? You made us so worried!"
"Chun Ya, where is Zhong Xuemei?"
"Master, I have arranged for Zhong Xuemei to stay in the room next to your bedroom."
"I'll go check it out. You two stand guard at the door and no one is allowed to come in or out."
"Yes, master."
Song Qingwan almost ran all the way to the side room. When she opened the door, she saw Song Changwei sitting in front of the couch with a serious look on his face. He held Zhong Xuemei's hand tightly with both of his hands. Zhong Xuemei was lying silently on the bed.
Song Qingwan hurried forward to check on Zhong Xuemei's condition. She found that Zhong Xuemei's condition was indeed very dangerous. She was bleeding profusely from her lower body and was obviously in shock.
"Cousin, please go out first. I need to treat her."
"Can't I stay with her? Just wait quietly by the side."
Song Changwei's face was full of pleading. He was really scared. He was afraid that once he went out, he would never see his living wife again.
Song Qingwan simply dragged him out of the room. Saving people was the most important thing and there was no time to explain.
"Don't delay my work, go out and wait."
Song Changwei was still unwilling to give up and wanted to go into the house, but Arong quickly stopped him.
"Trust the master, Miss Zhong will be fine."
The door slammed shut, and Song Changwei finally calmed down. He leaned his back against the door and slumped on the ground.
At this point, what else can I do except trust Song Qingwan?
Song Qingwan in the room did not dare to delay for a moment. She took Zhong Xuemei directly into the laboratory.
Song Qingwan first cut off Zhong Xuemei's dress with scissors and found that her lower body was still bleeding. The amount of bleeding was probably almost as much as that of childbirth.
"What a fucking beast! You old fool!"
While cursing Zhong Qingshu, Song Qingwan took Zhong Xuemei's temperature and put her on a ventilator. In this situation, surgery was necessary.
Song Qingwan used a machine to check the condition of Zhong Xuemei's body and found that her uterus was indeed ruptured. Now Zhong Xuemei's abdominal cavity was full of blood. I am afraid that if it is delayed any longer, it will affect other internal organs.
Song Qingwan made a prompt decision and decided to undergo surgery immediately.
She skillfully injected the anesthesia into Zhong Xuemei's body, and then used a drainage tube to drain the blood from Zhong Xuemei's body before opening her abdominal cavity.
After taking the first look at the condition inside Zhong Xuemei's body, Song Qingwan closed her eyes with some reluctance.
The girl's uterus had a huge tear in it. If it had been a step later, she would have died.
In fact, in this situation, removing the uterus is the safest method, but Song Qingwan thought that Song Changwei and Zhong Xuemei didn't have children yet, and Zhong Xuemei wanted a child so much, so she decided to try suturing first.
Song Qingwan first carefully sutured the wound, then transfused plasma, and waited to see her recovery, hoping that it would help her keep her uterus.
Otherwise, in ancient times, if a woman was infertile, it would be a fatal blow.
Song Qingwan performed the operation for nearly three hours, and Song Changwei sat at the door for three hours without saying a word.
The door finally opened and Song Qingwan walked out with a tired face.
Song Changwei quickly stood up, stared at Song Qingwan, whose eyes were lifeless, and moved his lips, but did not dare to ask, as he was afraid of hearing bad news.
Song Qingwan did not keep him in suspense and told him the result directly.
"Don't worry, Miss Zhong is not in danger of death. She will wake up tomorrow."
"Really? That's great!"
"But she still needs to rest in the later stage. Her injury is very serious this time. It may take a long time for her to recover to her previous state."
"Where exactly was Mei injured?"
Song Qingwan lowered her head, sighed, and said with some regret.
"Cousin, you should be prepared. Miss Zhong may not be able to have children in the future."
"What! You said Mei'er can't have children?"
"Her uterus ruptured and she bled badly. Although she didn't have her uterus removed, the possibility of her becoming pregnant in the future is very small."
Facing Song Changwei, Song Qingwan did not hold back at all about Zhong Xuemei's condition. He knew that the man in front of him was calm and rational enough, so he asked him to be mentally prepared.
Song Changwei's expression was shocked at first, then became sad, and finally he was so distressed that he almost cried out. He nodded and spoke with a sob.
"Don't tell her."
"Don't be too pessimistic, cousin. Maybe God will bless you and your wife, and your wife might suddenly get pregnant in three to five years."
Song Changwei shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Princess, there is no need to comfort me like this. I, Song Changwei, can bear it. So what if I don't have a child? I have Mei'er, and that's enough... But I'm afraid she can't bear it..."
Song Qingwan naturally understood that, not to mention that in ancient times women attached great importance to childbirth, even in the advanced 21st century, if a woman suddenly encountered an accident and could no longer get pregnant, it would be an unbearable blow.
Song Changwei clasped his fists and bowed to Song Qingwan, then pushed the door and entered the room.
Song Qingwan shook her head and returned to her bedroom.
She hadn't performed such a major operation for a long time, and her physical strength and energy were almost overdrawn, so Song Qingwan needed to have a good rest.
Song Changwei tiptoed to Zhong Xuemei's bed, pulled a chair and sat down. He stretched out a hand and gently stroked his wife's hair, muttering.
"Mei'er, I will definitely avenge you... It doesn't matter if we don't have children. I, Song Changwei, will only marry you in this life."
Song Changwei secretly made up his mind that he must kill Zhong Qingshu with his own hands. He would be a coward if he didn't take revenge.
After this incident, Song Qingwan's reputation of using witchcraft to control people's minds spread like wildfire.
Grand Tutor Zhong attributed the sudden fall of the guards in his mansion to the fact that Song Qingwan was a witch who knew witchcraft, and he planned to use this method to force Song Qingwan to death.
Ancient people believed in such ghost and god theories, so this move can be said to be extremely vicious.