The anxious heart, finally found peace.
Without delay, Feng Jin performed acupuncture on the critically ill patients, staying awake for a day and a night.
"Madam, you should rest. You've been working for a day and a night," Yun Yun said, concerned for Feng Jin's health.
"I'm fine. You go rest. There are still several severe cases that cannot be delayed."
Feng Jin's hands did not falter. Any delay on her part meant more lives lost.
By the next morning, all critically ill patients had been treated. Feng Jin's fingers trembled slightly from exhaustion. She forced herself to stand, but as soon as she steadied herself, she felt dizzy and collapsed after leaning against the wall.
...
When Feng Jin awoke, it was already late at night.
She looked around, wondering where she was. She wiggled her fingers and then realized someone was leaning by the bedside.
"You're awake?"
Ling Mo Han felt Feng Jin stir and quickly looked up, his face etched with concern.
"I... how did I get here?"
She had been treating patients, so how did she end up here? And why was Ling Mo Han beside her? If she had contracted the plague, wouldn't she infect him?
Feng Jin pushed Ling Mo Han away and curled up, retreating: "Stay away from me, get out!"
"Don't move. The doctor just diagnosed you with pregnancy. Your fainting was due to exhaustion these past few days, and it has affected the fetus. You need to rest." Ling Mo Han was afraid Feng Jin's erratic movements or emotional instability would harm the baby.
"Pregnancy..." Feng Jin exclaimed, placing a hand on her abdomen. She was pregnant? She hadn't noticed at all. Could it be a misdiagnosis?
Fearing another misunderstanding, Feng Jin quickly placed her hand on her wrist. It was indeed a slippery pulse. She was really pregnant.
She had been in close contact with patients for so long, and she wasn't sure if she had contracted the plague. Being pregnant now was truly ill-timed.
Feng Jin's face was filled with worry. She placed her hand on her still-flat abdomen, unable to believe a life was gestating within.
"Ling Mo Han, this child... I... I can't keep it..."
If she had contracted the plague, and the child grew larger, it would be impossible to abort. The child would then suffer along with her.
"Why?" Ling Mo Han asked, struggling to suppress his rising anger.
"I... I'm worried I've contracted the plague. If I take medicine, it will affect the child... so, this child has come at the wrong time..."
Ling Mo Han's expression darkened. His icy gaze fell upon Feng Jin. He suppressed his voice, which became slightly hoarse. "You are so unwilling to have this child, or... or are you still thinking of leaving me... and divorcing me?"
Feng Jin was on the verge of a breakdown. Why did it always come back to this? She was clearly worried about the child, but in Ling Mo Han's words, it turned into her not wanting the child and wanting a divorce. What was he even talking about?
"That's not what I mean. I'm just worried it will affect the child. Taking medicine during pregnancy can cause congenital deformities or illnesses in the fetus. I'm thinking of the child."
Feng Jin tried her best to explain in medical terms, but she forgot that Ling Mo Han, from head to toe, was an ancient person. He couldn't possibly understand what she was saying. He only thought Feng Jin was saying this because she didn't want to have the child.
"You will not abort my child. From now on, you are not allowed to leave this room even half a step!"
"I need to take care of the patients..."
"Enough. You are willing to care for those unrelated people, but you are heartlessly trying to abort our child. Feng Jin, do you not want this child, or do you want to leave me? Are you worried that having this child will tie you down and prevent you from leaving?"
What kind of ridiculous logic was this? She had explained so clearly, yet he still didn't understand.
"I'm not..."
"From today onwards, you will stay in this room and rest to protect the fetus."
Ling Mo Han didn't want to hear Feng Jin's explanations anymore. He had made up his mind. He would not let Feng Jin leave this room until the child was born.
"This is imprisonment, Ling Mo Han. This is illegal. Do you believe I'll sue you?"
Ling Mo Han sneered, his lips devoid of emotion. "Do as you please. Try to get out of this room first!"
With that, Ling Mo Han turned and left resolutely.
Feng Jin was left alone in the large room, her heart aching with anger.
As Feng Jin opened the door, she was blocked by soldiers outside.
"The young general has ordered that the young madam not leave the room. Please return inside."
Feng Jin's heart, liver, lungs, and kidneys ached with fury. That damned Ling Mo Han was truly something. He had actually imprisoned her here. Truly commendable.
...
Ling Mo Han drank one cup of wine after another. Feng Jin's words echoed in his mind. He gripped the wine cup tightly, shattering the black pottery, fragments mixed with blood falling to the ground.
"Ling Mo Han, what are you doing? Where is Feng Jin?"
Gu Bei Chen burst into the room in a frenzy. The first thing he did upon seeing Ling Mo Han was to ask about Feng Jin's whereabouts.
So many critically ill patients were waiting for treatment, yet Feng Jin had disappeared, while Ling Mo Han was here drinking himself into a stupor.
This was treating the lives of tens of thousands of people as a game. What were these two up to?
Ling Mo Han glanced up at Gu Bei Chen, ignoring him, and continued to drink from the wine jug.
Gu Bei Chen couldn't stand it any longer and snatched the wine jug away.
"The people outside are dying from the plague, and you still have the heart to drink here? Tell me where Feng Jin is! Only she can save these people now!"
He grabbed Ling Mo Han's collar fiercely and questioned him angrily. Having searched the entire Ying Zhong County without finding Feng Jin, only Ling Mo Han would know.
Ling Mo Han let out a cold laugh, laced with mockery. "You won't be seeing her again..."
Gu Bei Chen's eyebrows twitched. "What do you mean?"
Ling Mo Han merely chuckled, saying nothing. He snatched the wine jug back from Gu Bei Chen and drank from it.
"I'll drink myself to death sooner or later!"
Seeing him in this state, Gu Bei Chen knew he wouldn't get any information. The situation was urgent. He had no choice but to continue a thorough search.
Gu Bei Chen scoured the entire Ying Zhong County but found no trace of Feng Jin. It was only after Lu Shi's reminder that they identified a particular courtyard.
When Gu Bei Chen arrived with his men, the courtyard gate was locked, and soldiers stood guard around it.