Rebirth of a Farming Wife

“At most, there’s a forty percent chance,” Doctor Lin asserted, confident in his medical skills and willing to do his utmost. It was only because of this confidence that Doctor Lin dared to make such a claim. Had it been any other doctor from Xinye County, they probably would have estimated at most a twenty to thirty percent chance of success.

Upon hearing this, Su Hengyi expected as much, yet still found it hard to accept. However, denying reality was pointless.

“What if we focus solely on saving the master? What are the chances then?” Su Hengyi asked again. Although the question was cruel, in their hearts, all three men of the Su family harbored the same intention: to ensure the master’s safety first and foremost. As for the child, if it really couldn’t be saved, then they would have to accept that the child’s fate was simply too shallow, and there would be other opportunities in the future.

“If we concentrate on saving the master, the chance of success is seventy percent. But we’re talking about two lives here. It’s not easy to give up on one; not to mention others, even Miss herself may not be able to accept such a reality.” In truth, Doctor Lin did not endorse giving up on the child. To a doctor, every life is precious, and giving up on any life goes against his principles.

Although Su Wenyue was somewhat dazed, she was not completely unconscious and heard everything being said. Her family adored her and would rather lose the child than put her at risk. But to her, the baby was a cherished desire, and even if it cost her life, she was willing to pay that price. She wouldn’t hesitate to persevere to deliver the child, even if there were only the slightest glimmer of hope, let alone a forty percent chance.

“Brother, I want to save the baby. Help me save the child. If anything happens to the child, I won’t want to live either!” Su Wenyue pleaded with Su Hengyi, threatening to use her own life as leverage. A rather extreme tactic, but she feared her elder brother might really forsake the chance to save the child to keep her safe.

When Doctor Lin reported that there was a forty percent chance of saving both mother and child, Su Hengyi hesitated, sharing a glance with Master Su; both were uncertain. When dealing with a loved one, even the most decisive person could struggle to make an immediate decision. Then, he heard Su Wenyue’s resolute words.

“Yueyue, you must listen. You’re in such bad shape right now, how can you give birth to the child? There will be other chances for children, but if you lose your life, everything will be gone!” Su Hengyi advised Su Wenyue, not finalizing any decision but wanting to gauge whether she truly had the courage and determination. If not, it might be better to prioritize saving the mother from the start.

“The child is my life. As long as the child lives, so do I. Brother, please, I’m already feeling much better. If I rest a bit and eat something, I’ll quickly regain my strength. I’ll surely get through this difficult time for the sake of my child!” Su Wenyue’s words brimmed with determination and bravery. Su Hengyi had never seen his younger sister like this—so steadfast and fearless. Her expression brightened as she spoke, and it was then that he truly understood the greatness of a mother. The younger sister, who used to act spoiled and cry easily around him, now had the courage to face death itself.

An Family’s matriarch could relate to her daughter’s feelings at that moment. Her heart ached, but she held Su Wenyue’s hand firmly, “Alright, Yueyue, don’t worry. Mother will ensure Doctor Lin does everything to keep you and the baby safe. You just need to hold on, and it will definitely be alright!”

“Since our younger sister has such courage, we support your decision. Strive hard to bring our two little nephews into the world. Our family’s younger sister is the most formidable and blessed. You’ll surely get through this safely,” Su Hengyi expressed the consensus of the father and sons, reassuring Su Wenyue to let go of her worries and face the upcoming challenge.

After entrusting Su Wenyue to An Family’s care, Master Su and his two sons discussed further with Doctor Lin outside.

“Mother, I want to eat something. Have the kitchen prepare some food. I need to eat well to have the strength to deliver the child,” Su Wenyue said before An Family could make arrangements, aware of what she needed after her previous experience giving birth. She was exhausted after the ordeal and understood that the most important thing now was to replenish her strength in preparation for labor.

“Good, mother will make arrangements right away. You get some rest. You must be exhausted after all this, and there is still a tough battle ahead. Leave the rest to mother to handle,” An Family understood her daughter’s intent.

Su Wenyue nodded, trusting her mother’s richer experience to manage everything, which allowed her to start recuperating in peace. The earlier pain was nothing compared to what was coming.

After their conference, Master Su and his sons sent a message to Han Yu. Although they were displeased that Han Yu had failed to take proper care of Su Wenyue, at such a critical juncture, he, as a husband and a soon-to-be father, could not be absent. They also knew it was not entirely Han Yu’s fault, attributing their anger more to the circumstances than to him personally.

Handling the military camp’s duties daily was exhausting enough for Han Yu, not to mention caring for his pregnant wife at home. It was understandable if he occasionally fell short. They heard from Grandma Chen about the incidents involving Mrs. Yao Qin’s thoughtlessness, a situation that no one could have predicted. Even they might not have handled it any better, especially considering Su Wenyue’s temperament.

Su Wenyue also thought of Han Yu. In these moments, what she wanted most was his company. Despite her earlier complaints about him keeping things from her, her feelings were less of blame and more of worry for not controlling the situation, along with an inexplicable irritation. How could she not understand that Han Yu’s intentions were for her good? It was just that her concern for her elder brother and her experiences from her previous life made her care for her family in ways others might not comprehend. Her worries had caused her suppressed feelings to burst forth.

“Mother, send someone to let Han Yu know. I actually came here on my own accord; it was my own willfulness. Han Yu shouldn’t be blamed. I would like him to be with me,” she said.

An Family knew what was in her daughter’s heart, “Yueyue, don’t worry. Your father has already sent someone to inform him.”

Han Yu had just cleared a path amidst his busy day and rushed towards the Su Family estate, only to be stopped by Sikong Ling outside the gates.

“Lord Han, may we talk?” Sikong Ling offered a slight smile, still resembling the amiable young master he was known to be, yet his presence now carried an air of detachment and coolness, with a touch of chill in his voice.

Though Han Yu had never met Sikong Ling, he recognized him instantly. As the shadowy power behind the Sikong Family, Sikong Ling was even more impressive and unfathomable than Han Yu had anticipated, lacking any trace of the frivolous young master’s demeanor. Han Yu’s wariness deepened, especially with Sikong Ling’s appearance at the Su Family’s doorstep, bringing with it many implications for contemplation.

“It’s an honor to meet you, Young Master Sikong,” Han Yu responded, his perennial coldness unchanged by Sikong Ling’s unusual demeanor, and he did not shy away from directly acknowledging Sikong Ling’s status.