The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451: Chapter 450 Side Story 1

Jiang Nanshu’s child almost didn’t make it.

Thankfully, the medical team arrived in time, and because Jiang Nanshu’s pregnancy was going well and she was healthy, they just managed to save him.

In the following days, Jiang Nanshu couldn’t even leave her bed; she drank medicine and received injections to maintain the pregnancy every day until the fetal position was completely stabilized before she could move around.

Lu Mother was outside, crying her heart out, "Please, save my son, and my grandson too, let nothing happen to them, wuu wuu wuu."

The voice of Jiang Yunchuan, frantic with anxiety, rang out, "My sister’s pregnancy has already been unstable, she can’t withstand emotional agitation, and yet you continue to cry outside, are you truly concerned or do you wish for the child to be gone?"

Soon after, it became quiet outside.

Jiang Nanshu watched the window calmly, with fresh lilies arranged on the table beside her, their fragrance rich and full.

It had been ten days since she was rescued.

She had been unconscious for three days, and the rest of the time, she was awake.

Occasionally, she heard news about Lu Qingyan, but whenever they saw her, they would avoid discussing it.

Yes.

Lu Qingyan was still alive.

But what difference did it make from being dead?

It had been ten days, and he was still in the intensive care unit.

Jiang Nanshu could only wait.

Wait for him to come back from the grasp of Death.

Occasionally she heard the doctors’ words of relief; they said it was fortunate that Lu Qingyan had been wearing a bulletproof vest which, due to its resistance, meant the bullets didn’t penetrate deeply into his body.

One bullet nearly hit his heart, but because he bled too much and rolled down a cliff, his injuries were aggravated.

When they found him, his breath was almost nonexistent. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

He was rushed to the operating theater, and the doctors called it a miracle that he showed signs of life; he had become a critical patient.

Every night.

She seemed to be able to hear Lu Qingyan’s slow and heavy heartbeat.

Thump thump thump.

It helped her get through the long nights.

A month later.

Lu Qingyan was moved out of intensive care, but he was still not awake.

Jiang Nanshu sat in a wheelchair, pushed by someone to see him.

All the physical signs of his body were gradually returning to normal.

His body was wrapped in bandages, with many tubes inserted.

His face was also covered with scars.

A scar ran across his forehead to his eyebrow.

It added a touch of fierceness to his handsome appearance.

His eyes were tightly shut; if not for the rise and fall of his chest, one would think he had passed away.

There were multiple fractures on his body.

He was battered and wounded, his life nearly lost there.

But as long as Lu Qingyan was breathing, Jiang Nanshu was already content.

"Big sis, your husband will get better," Ji Ze said as he pushed Jiang Nanshu into the room.

Jiang Nanshu responded softly, "Mhm, he will be fine."

Jiang Nanshu gently touched Lu Qingyan’s hand, feeling the warmth of his skin, and finally showed a trace of a smile.

Ji Ze felt a pang of heartache.

Seeing Jiang Nanshu looking exhausted, Ji Ze didn’t say anything more.

"That’s right, at worst we’ll just donate more money to the orphanage in the future," Ji Ze said, unable to bear the thought of such a small child ending up there.

Jiang Nanshu smiled faintly and said nothing more.

Ji Ze pushed Jiang Nanshu back to the ward.

Mrs. Ji made chicken soup for Jiang Nanshu. Seeing her growing thinner day by day, the weight she had regained gone, her eyes were full of distress, "Nannan, eat more. The child in your belly needs nutrition too."

Jiang Nanshu didn’t refuse Mrs. Ji’s kindness.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Nanshu went to rest.

In the afternoon.

Yang Jiashu came.

There was no longer a smile on his face, looking a lot colder, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a fruit basket in hand. He visited Jiang Nanshu first, placed the basket on the cabinet, and asked, "Feeling better?"

Jiang Nanshu chatted idly with him, "Not bad."

"That’s good. And Brother Yan? I heard he’s out of critical condition."

"Mm, he is out, but it’s uncertain when he’ll wake up."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jiashu fell silent.

Looking at Jiang Nanshu, he seemed hesitant to speak.

Jiang Nanshu glanced at him, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Yang Jiashu pursed his lips, looking rather startled, "Xixi, how is Xixi? I can’t reach her."

Jiang Nanshu looked at him strangely, "Why are you still contacting her? You’re already engaged."

Yang Jiashu clenched his fists, "I never agreed. What kind of engagement is it? The company’s loss has nothing to do with the engagement. My mother just wanted it to help my brother get a lighter sentence. She naively thought the official’s power could reach the heavens, not knowing there are no-go zones they can’t touch."