Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

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By April, the Yan City was full of blooming rapeseed flowers all over the fields and the hills.

The flowers were especially beautiful here, and every season at this time of the year, they bloomed in large swaths. A sea of lush yellow could be seen on the hillsides, in the fields, and next to the huts.

This town was different from those industrial cities. This place was outdated, of course, and suffered economic depression, but the whole town had managed to preserve its most rustic appearance.

The low-rise houses as well as the beautiful Hui-style architecture, where every house had a square pond in front of its door, and from the doorstep, an endless sea of rapeseed flowers was visible.

The most famous would be the terraced flowers in this town, which looked like a piece of oil painting from the aerial view.

Meng Qingxue settled down in this town, and though she was unused to it at first, she grew to adapt to such a calm and stable life gradually.

This was a place without the noise and bustle of the city, and minus the glaring neon lights, everything was preserved in the most tranquil simplicity.

She woke up early every day to go to the workshop for work, and she worked very hard, earning more than a hundred yuan a day at times. She was doing this for the baby, hoping to give the child a good life with her two hands.

This was especially so whenever she saw the lovely and well-behaved Baby Chu; she longed to have a child as considerate and obedient as him. Be it a boy or a girl, she would be content.

Chu He continued to work at the police station, while Meng Qingxue, whenever she came home early, would do household chores with Baby Chu.

The days were calm but also enjoyable.

As the days went by, she was able to let go of the painful memories of the failed relationship and walked out of its shadows.

However, in the morning of a certain day, she was rushed to the town’s medical clinic. The policewoman received a call and hurried over, then she was told that the lady nearly had a miscarriage.

According to the villagers who worked in the workshop, the pregnant lady did not look well in the morning. Her face was ashen and she was breaking out in a cold sweat; her peripherals were cold and clammy, too.

Realizing that she did not look good, the foreman asked her to go back to rest.

Alas, the woman refused, citing that she merely did not have a good sleep last night, then she continued to bury her head in work.

Not long after, a sharp-eyed woman, who was from the same village, took a glimpse and saw that the chair the woman was sitting had turned crimson; the lady seemed to be bleeding.

The woman immediately sounded an alarm, and despite Meng Qingxue’s objections, the workers hurried her to the town’s medical clinic.

After examination, the doctor of the medical clinic said that these were signs of miscarriage. Perhaps this was due to her not taking in sufficient nutrition to keep up with her pregnancy or working for long hours while staying sedentary. In any case, she ought to have more bed rest and not to overwork herself.

Only then did everyone realize that the woman had not been resting well since the beginning of her pregnancy.

Chu He asked the physician for his advice with a frown.

The doctor replied, “Our facilities are limited. It is recommended that she go to the county hospital for a few injections to keep the fetus and get some prescriptions to regulate her health. She needs to rest and not move about much for the time being.”

Meng Qingxue turned pale upon hearing that and hastily rejected it. “Can we not go to the big hospitals? Doesn’t the clinic here have the injections for the fetus?”

“The clinic doesn’t have such supplies!” answered the doctor with a bitter smile. “We usually only see cases with bruises and injuries or colds and flu. In your case, there’s nothing else we can do. Lady, your health isn’t in an optimal condition. If you don’t do right, you’ll have a miscarriage!”

The woman’s face turned paler as her lips quivered at his warning, seemingly frightened and ashamed.