Rebirth of a Farming Wife

Su Wenyue furrowed her brows and clutched her stomach, showing a trace of pain on her face. It wasn’t excruciating—just intermittent twinges—but she cared deeply about the child in her womb. Hence, she dared not take it lightly. Moreover, she truly did not want to be lectured by her big brother. Perhaps it was the prior worry that big brother might become overly agitated, coupled with the whole journey’s tumult, that an ordinary pregnant woman might withstand. But she was carrying twins and didn’t quite have a robust constitution. It was only due to her meticulous self-care that nothing had gone amiss. But now, as she relaxed, she felt the reaction.

Having run all the way here with little regard for the gravity of her situation, Su Wenyue was met with a basketful of words her brother Su Hengyi wanted to say to her. He wanted to properly educate his younger sister. Even though Su Wenyue was married, Su Hengyi did not fall short in his responsibility to look after her—after all, it was Han Yu’s failure to do so. Inevitably, Han Yu would receive a stern talking-to as well.

“Quick, go call Doctor Lin!” Su Hengyi, already concerned about his sister coming with such a big stomach, paled when Su Wenyue cried out in pain. He immediately sent someone to fetch the doctor, giving no thought to the injuries on his own body, and insisted on carrying Su Wenyue into his room to lie down first.

In the meantime, Su Hengxuan, upon hearing the news of Su Wenyue’s arrival, hurried over. Seeing his big brother disregarding his own wounds, he quickly lent a hand.

“Big brother, your injury isn’t healed yet, take care of yourself, too.” Whether it was his younger sister or his elder brother, both were precious to Su Hengxuan. As he attended to his sister, he didn’t forget to remind Su Hengyi to be mindful. Su Hengxuan knew too well how much his brother cherished his sister, and he himself was not far behind in that regard.

Fortunately, due to Su Hengxuan’s injury, there was a doctor living in the Mansion who had been treating the Su Family. It was Dr. Lin, who had just changed the medicine on Su Hengyi’s wounds, and now he was being rushed over, feeling as if his old bones were coming apart. Yet, knowing that it was Su Wenyue who was in pain made Dr. Lin anxious too, and he hurried along as quickly as possible.

Doctor Lin, a bachelor his entire lifetime without children of his own, had grown close to the Su Family, and he was quite fond of all the Su children. To put it rather presumptuously, he regarded them as if they were his own, especially Su Wenyue. Such an adorable young girl she was—petite and pampered, even her tantrums were endearing. And as the only daughter of the Su Family, who wouldn’t treasure her as the apple of their eye?

Now, Su Wenyue lay on the bed, and the spasmodic pain that she had been experiencing had intensified, causing sweat to pour down her face and her complexion to grow increasingly pale. Master Su and Madam Su arrived and seeing their daughter in such a state, they were both distressed and worried.

“Daughter, how are you feeling, is the pain severe? You really shouldn’t have, with such a big stomach, how could you withstand the jostling of the horse carriage? And your husband, too, how could he take care of you—allowing you such reckless behavior!” Master Su was for the first time so dissatisfied with his much-regarded son-in-law, seeing the stoic endurance of his daughter pained him deeply, his daughter who was coddled to the extreme.

If Su Wenyue had heard these words at another time, she would have defended Han Yu, but at that moment she was annoyed with Han Yu, and too drained by pain to muster the energy.

“Where is Doctor Lin? Go hurry him along. Yueyue is in such pain, what are we to do?” Madam Su was about to send someone again to hasten the doctor, as it was nearly eight months into the pregnancy, and any complication could be dire.

“He’s here, he’s here, Doctor Lin has arrived!” Su Hengxuan’s personal servant dragged in Doctor Lin while responding, gasping for breath from the haste.

In this urgent situation, Doctor Lin could not afford ceremony and went straight to check Su Wenyue’s pulse. Then he took out several silver needles from his medicine box, inserted them into the acupoints, and after the acupuncture, Su Wenyue felt a considerable relief from the pain. Yet, she was left without strength, lying on the bed feeling as if she was floating, her consciousness blurring.

Seeing Su Wenyue like this made Doctor Lin inwardly curse the bad luck. After taking her pulse again, his expression grew even more grave. Everyone in the Su Family knew from Doctor Lin’s demeanor that Su Wenyue’s condition was not optimistic. The atmosphere in the room grew heavy and stifling.

“Doctor Lin, how is my younger sister? The children in her stomach won’t be harmed, will they?” Su Hengyi, upon seeing Doctor Lin look up, inquired.

Doctor Lin had already prepared a prescription and sent the servant to boil the medicine before addressing Su Hengyi’s concerns.

“Miss’s condition is not very hopeful. The shock and all the grinding she’s been through, the fetal energy has already been disturbed. We might find ways to stabilize an ordinary pregnant woman, but Miss, unfortunately, is carrying twins and is nearly eight months along. If this drags on, both the mother and the babies inside her could be in danger. We can only administer oxytocin to induce labor so that Miss can deliver the children.”

Doctor Lin made his decision based on Su Wenyue’s current condition, and in truth, any other doctor faced with such circumstances would have resorted to the same measure.

“But now, Lady Yue’s children are not even eight months along. If labor is induced, could the babies inside be at risk?” The An Family was concerned for their daughter, but as women of the inner house, they understood the significance of heirs to a woman. After this labor, their daughter would definitely need a long period of recovery to rebuild her strength. Many women became infertile due to complications during childbirth. Their daughter couldn’t be in danger, and neither could the children she carried.

“Well, if all goes well, the children inside could still likely be saved. It’s common for twins to be born prematurely. If Miss were in normal conditions, she would be due in just over half a month. Now it’s just a matter of being half a month early. The babies inside have fully developed, and if everything goes smoothly, the chances of their survival are quite high.”

Doctor Lin spoke optimistically but with an undertone of uncertainty. He insisted on the children’s chances rather than the mother’s because he knew how much the Su Family cherished Su Wenyue; they would not consider sacrificing the mother for the children. In the choice between the two, they would undoubtedly choose the mother.

Madam An, after hearing Doctor Lin’s response, breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good, that’s good. Doctor Lin, you must do everything in your power to save both Lady Yue and her children, regardless of the cost.”

Master Su and his sons did not share Madam An’s optimism upon hearing this. They all understood Doctor Lin—had he been certain, his tone would have been different. ‘If all goes well’—it spoke of the best-case scenario, but seeing Su Wenyue’s pallid complexion, even without Doctor Lin’s words, they knew the gravity of the situation.

“Doctor Lin, what are your chances?” The men of the Su Family were not ones to avoid issues. Su Hengyi asked, already bracing himself. He looked forward to meeting his two little nephews but knew they could never be as important as his sister, whom he had cherished since her childhood. There was no question of choosing between the two. It all depended on what Doctor Lin would say.