Chapter 534: Preserve the Mother

Jinzhi was carried into the clinic's operating room by Zuo Feichen together with several herbalists, her blood already soaking half her body.

Gu Jiu Ling gasped in shock—oh no, it's massive hemorrhage!

If this symptom occurred in ancient times it would be called blood collapse; ancient women suffering blood collapse had a nine-in-ten chance of dying, and even the one who survived would be left clinging to life by a thread.

Zhao Lang's face turned pale; having fought countless battles on the battlefield and slain untold numbers, his body now trembled like a leaf in the wind.

Jinzhi had completely lost consciousness.

Gu Jiu Ling hadn't expected Jinzhi's condition to be so serious; although Jinzhi's health was poor, it shouldn't have led to a premature birth a month early.

Gu Jiu Ling now had no time to analyze the cause; saving lives was the priority.

She laid Jinzhi flat on a specially made bed, then pushed her into the ancient-style operating room Gu Jiu Ling had custom-built.

"Jinzhi!" Zhao Lang shouted, rushing to follow her inside, but Gu Jiu Ling blocked him at the door.

"Let me go! Let me in! Who dares stop me? I'll cut him down!"

Zhao Lang's eyes reddened as he drew his side sword; just as he was about to speak, a swish sounded and his sword flew from his hand.

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Zhao Lang looked up and saw the Longquan sword trembling faintly; he felt suffocated, knowing his own blade could never match the famed Longquan sword.

Because Xiao Yin had also arrived, he coldly stared at the frantic Zhao Lang: "If you don't want her to come to harm, get out! If you don't trust Gu Jiu Ling's medical skill, then no one in the world can save your wife—get out!"

Xiao Yin's aura finally made Zhao Lang submit; Xiao Yin led Zhao Lang out, and Zuo Feichen hurriedly slammed the operating room door shut from inside.

That bang again stirred Zhao Lang; he charged at the door, but it truly wouldn't open.

Zhao Lang was again lectured by Xiao Yin, after which he finally calmed down.

"Calm down; she's not only your wife but also my adoptive sister, Xiao Yin. All you can do is trust Gu Jiu Ling."

For a moment Zhao Lang knelt on the ground, gasping heavily.

He stared fixedly at the tightly shut operating room door, tears welling up in his eyes.

Originally meant to celebrate Bai Xiaosheng's ancestral homecoming banquet, it suddenly turned into a life‑or‑death sniper showdown.

Bai Xiaosheng also came with his entourage, for Zhao Lang's status in the whole capital Shang Jing is extremely important.

He is the new war god of Southern Qi, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops; anyone seeking to win him over must cater to his tastes, and Zhao Lang's one and only love in this life is Jinzhi.

Right after, the Crown Prince also sent life‑saving blood ginseng; Zhao Lang's allegiance in court remains unclear, and even though he's grown close to Xiao Yin, he is not Xiao Yin's subordinate.

He is an independent entity, yet various powers all want to win him over.

Not expecting Zhao Lang's beloved wife to face such a perilous situation, some people are seizing this chance to curry favor.

Lin Ru Jun and Cheng Ming also came over.

His wife also pregnant, Zhao Lang has been frightened into this sorry state by his wife's labor, and he himself is filled with anxiety.

The ever‑joking Cheng Ming's face turned tense for the first time.

Soon the An family's servants—maids, attendants, and errand boys—also arrived, guarding outside the clinic, and for a while it was noisy.

Inside, Gu Jiu Ling could no longer bear it; she flung the door open and shouted out, "Xiao Yin! Shut them up!"

Xiao Yin understood at once and looked to Ling Feng: "Ling Feng, summon two hundred guards from the Rui Wang Fu to drive out all idle people now; anyone who causes trouble will be made to study with their parents!"

As soon as Xiao Yin's words fell, Ling Feng quickly gathered the men; those who had wanted to come up to Zhao Lang to curry favor, intimidated by Xiao Yin's majesty, had to slink away bearing gifts.

Even Cheng Ming, and even Lady Zhao, were driven out by Xiao Yin's order.

At this moment the clinic finally fell silent, leaving only Gu Jiu Ling, Zuo Feichen, and the patient inside the operating room.

Zuo Feichen looked up at Gu Jiu Ling and lowered his voice: "Blood collapse!"

Zuo Feichen had seen many difficult maladies, but facing this he still felt at a loss, and murmured: "Princess Consort, we must prepare for the worst; for a woman with blood‑collapse symptoms the best outcome is usually to save the child, not the mother, and sometimes neither can be saved."

"We must save her!" Gu Jiu Ling's eyes reddened slightly.

"This woman has suffered too much, endured too much hardship; after finally enjoying a few good days, if anything else goes wrong I could never forgive myself."

Zuo Feichen moved his lips, but held back the words he wanted to say.

He knew Gu Jiu Ling's artistry was superb, but no matter how skilled her medicine, she is still human, not a god.

With this condition—premature labor, difficult birth, and hemorrhage—this person is clearly not going to survive; the urgent priority now is to save the child, and Jinzhi is carrying a boy.

Gu Jiu Ling picked up the scalpel, without hesitation drawing plasma from her own space; she had earlier tested Jinzhi's blood with those instruments and found it to be type B.

Fortunately it wasn't panda blood, or else tonight she'd really have to kneel here.

Luckily the lab had plenty of plasma stored; even so, the massive bleeding was severe—almost all of Jinzhi's blood had been replaced, yet signs of unstoppable loss remained.

Jinzhi's face grew paler and paler.

"First perform a cesarean to extract the child, then remove the uterus!"

Gu Jiu Ling's voice was cold; Zuo Feichen had previously assisted her in several cesarean sections, so the procedure wasn't unfamiliar to him, but removing the uterus…

Zuo Feichen suddenly lifted his head to look at Gu Jiu Ling.

"Remove the thing carrying the baby?"

"Yes, remove the uterus; that's the only way to stop the bleeding point and save her life."

This treatment startled Zuo Feichen badly—it was utterly unheard of.

Zuo Feichen, still uneasy, glanced at the door; the junior general outside was a notorious madman of Shang Jing.

"If we cut off that thing carrying someone else's wife's child, will Zhao Lang chop off our heads?"

"Shouldn't we tell that person outside?" Zuo Feichen's voice tightened, for this was a matter of life and death.

Gu Jiu Ling steadied herself, walked to the door, and opened it.

"Your Highness, please ask Zhao Lang outside whether we should save the mother or the child."

Before Gu Jiu Ling finished speaking, Zhao Lang waiting outside shouted: "Naturally we save both!"

"No, no—save the mother! We must save the mother!"