frightfiction Chapter 872: I don’t agree with killing the donkey after it has done its job.
Chapter 872: I don’t agree with killing the donkey after it has done its job.
"Is it...is it that mother is not feeling well?" Jing Qiurong's heart suddenly tightened. Her originally clenched hands suddenly burst out with amazing strength, and she suddenly grabbed Jing Chunxi's wrist tightly. There was an imperceptible tremor and tension in her voice, and a trace of fear flashed in the depths of her eyes.
"What are you thinking about?" Without waiting for Jing Chunxi to answer, Xu Dingchun immediately stepped forward, almost rudely pushed his daughter away, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
He eagerly yet tenderly stroked his wife's pale, sweat-soaked cheek with one hand. His voice was extremely soft and soothing, "Qiu Rong, you know that the well water and aura in Sister Xi's space are the best elixirs in the world. Otherwise, why would the fairy aunt specifically tell me to go there in a dream? This is clearly a great fortune, an auspicious omen to bless you!"
"Xiaokang was seriously injured last time and almost bled to death. He was able to survive only after entering the space. Aunt, that place is indeed very effective, don't worry." Xu Zize could no longer sit still. He stood up and stood firmly to a position behind Jing Chunxi.
The tone is extremely sincere, and the author uses his own personal experience to increase his persuasiveness.
"Then... what about the midwife?" Jing Qiurong's worries immediately jumped to the next practical problem. She looked at Jing Chunxi in confusion, her uneasiness only intensified. "We can't... we can't bring them in too? Absolutely not! We can't let outsiders know about Xier's strange condition. It will cause huge trouble!"
Her gaze then turned to Xu Dingchun and Xu Zize. An even more terrifying thought flooded her mind, and her voice changed tone. "Do you want to... you..." She couldn't continue. She gasped for breath in fear, her chest heaving violently. "Absolutely not! You can't... you can't kill innocent people for my sake! I absolutely don't agree!"
She immediately thought of killing the person to silence him and getting rid of him after he had done his job.
"Mother, what are you thinking about!" Jing Chunxi hurriedly interrupted his mother's increasingly terrifying guess, his tone quick and urgent, "It is Sister Xi who will go in personally to take care of mother! There is no need for a midwife!" At this moment, he didn't even dare to mention the fact that Xu Zize was going in.
Unexpectedly, Jing Qiurong became even more upset upon hearing this, and shook her head repeatedly, "How can that be? Sister Xi, you're not married yet! You're still a girl! How can you...how can you see such filthy things! No way! Absolutely not!"
In her deeply rooted concept, matters in the delivery room are a taboo for unmarried women.
"Mother, you're overthinking it again," Jing Chunxi quickly controlled his temper and spoke with a firm tone, "I don't have the ability to deliver your daughter's baby. The fairy aunt said in a dream that she would deliver your baby herself! I'm just using my mouth to pass on a message to mother, so you can rest assured. She will ensure that mother, your younger siblings, and their child are safe and sound, absolutely safe!"
She emphasized the word "absolutely safe".
"That's right, Qiurong, you can go in without worry. My husband is in charge of the delivery room outside. Everything will be arranged perfectly and there will be no loopholes. Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything."
Although Xu Dingchun was also nervous and anxious inside, he could only suppress all his emotions at this moment, trying to make his voice sound as calm as a mountain and give his wife the greatest support.
The three of them talked one after another, and finally slowly dispelled Jing Qiurong's doubts and persistence and persuaded her.
With the matter settled, Jing Chunxi immediately began making arrangements. She turned to Xu Dingchun and solemnly instructed him, "Dad, don't go too far. Stay inside or outside, and only go out occasionally so people can see you. Brother Xiaokang might come out at any time to pass on a message."
Then, she leaned over and spoke softly to her mother, as if coaxing a child: "Mom, close your eyes, don't be afraid, we will go to find the fairy aunt now." She lay on her mother and gently hugged her shoulders.
Xu Zize also tacitly supported the hem of Jing Qiurong's clothes on one side. In fact, there was no need for them to move, but it was to make her feel safer and more secure.
Surprisingly, when the moment came to go in, Jing Qiurong didn't seem afraid at all. She even had enough energy left. Just before she disappeared, she managed to turn her head and whispered weakly but clearly in Xu Dingchun's direction, "Don't be afraid, my husband...Qiurong will be back soon...with the child."
The space was surprisingly powerful this time. As the three of them disappeared suddenly, her words of comfort and courage remained clearly in the tense room, reaching Xu Dingchun's ears without missing a word. It was like a reassurance that slightly soothed his tense heart.
I thought they would go directly to the operating room and Jing Qiurong would sleep on that clean white operating bed.
Unexpectedly, the heavy body gently fell, and Jing Qiurong sank into a soft place. Jing Chunxi also fell onto the bed, staring around in amazement: where were the fluorescent white lights and cold instruments? There was clearly a pink and purple gauze curtain, and the breeze rustled the dreamlike curtains.
The bed was spacious, covered with a light pink cloud satin quilt, and even the pillows were embroidered with tiny purple magnolias - this was clearly the only habitable boudoir in her space, a private place where she would occasionally hide in for a nap when she was extremely tired.
Xu Zize landed beside the bed. Jing Chunxi looked up, his lips still unmoved, his eyes filled with surprise and questioning: "What's going on? How can I perform surgery here?"
He gave a soothing look in return, shook his head slightly, and then turned to Jing Qiurong, who was looking around, and said softly, "Madam, do you feel more comfortable here?"
Jing Qiurong took a few deep breaths, and the fatigue in her eyes faded a little. A hint of light appeared in her eyes, and her face was not so gray anymore.
She raised her hand and gently stroked the mattress beneath her, her fingertips caressing the delicate texture as she murmured, "Is this the delivery room prepared by the Fairy Aunt? How come... it's so similar to Sister Xi's room? Even the material of the bedding is exactly the same."
That was indeed something her mother had prepared for her. Spaces were never given away for free; every piece was bought with real money.
Jing Chunxi smiled wryly, "Of course, everything the Fairy Aunt gave me was good. But the curtains and bedding were all prepared by my mother. We don't need so many at home, so I just decorated them here. When I'm tired from growing crops and vegetables, I often sneak in here to be lazy and stay in bed."
Jing Qiurong took a few more deep breaths, the heaviness in her chest seemingly washed away by a gentle breeze. She even leaned slightly to the side, surveying this unfamiliar room. While similar in furnishings to her daughter's room, it felt even more ethereal and tranquil. A faint sweet fragrance hung in the air, like petals dampened by dew on a spring morning.