Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 509 - 168 Nan Batian: Huang Wan’er, you couldn’t be carrying someone else’s bastard, could you? (Please subscribe)_2

Du Juan obediently went to pour the tea.

Huang Wan’er looked at Nan Batian, “Gang Leader, would you like a piece?”

Nan Batian looked at Huang Wan’er and said, “No, this was made for you, Madam. But tell me, is it really that delicious?”

Huang Wan’er said, “It’s not delicious, but if I don’t eat it, will you not believe me, Gang Leader?”

Nan Batian squinted his eyes at Huang Wan’er and said, “Do you really have such a clear conscience?”

Huang Wan’er replied, “What do I have to feel guilty about?”

The two stared at each other. Nan Batian nodded and said, “Very well, I hope you haven’t lied to me. Doctor Liu will be here soon, and with his medical skills, no one can deceive him.”

After saying this, he stood up and instructed the two underlings at the door, “Watch the Madam. Make sure she finishes the Saffron Cake.”

“Yes, Gang Leader.”

The two underlings stood by the door, watching Huang Wan’er inside. At this moment, Huang Wan’er clenched her teeth. Du Juan brought over a pot of tea, and Huang Wan’er took a sip before continuing to stuff Saffron Cake into her mouth.

Du Juan grabbed Huang Wan’er, “Madam, you mustn’t eat any more!”

Huang Wan’er looked at Du Juan, her face pale, “I have no other choice at this point. Whether I can withstand it all depends on his mercy.”

A hint of madness flashed across Huang Wan’er’s face as she numbly continued stuffing Saffron Cake into her mouth.

That’s how fate is; it takes pleasure in tormenting the miserable, never offering any comfort to those pitiful souls…

Finally, Huang Wan’er finished the entire plate of Saffron Cake. Suddenly, she felt a stabbing pain in her abdomen. Her face turned instantly pale, and cold sweat streamed down her forehead.

Seeing this, Du Juan was shocked.

“Madam, Madam, quickly find…”

As Du Juan saw Huang Wan’er’s condition, she hurriedly went to summon a doctor.

But Huang Wan’er caught her.

“Don’t go!”

“But Madam, you…”

“Don’t, don’t go.”

Huang Wan’er held Du Juan’s hand. Du Juan was so anxious she almost cried. This must be the effect of the Saffron. Aborting the fetus could be life-threatening!

Just as Du Juan was about to cry out, they suddenly heard footsteps outside.

Nan Batian’s voice came through, “Elder Liu, you’ve arrived. I’m sorry for the late disturbance.”

“Haha, Gang Leader, no need for such politeness. Practicing medicine and saving people are my duties. By the way, where is the Madam?”

Nan Batian said this as he led Liu Yishou towards the house.

Hearing this, Du Juan said, “Madam, Liu, Liu Yishou is here.”

Huang Wan’er’s face turned even paler. “Quick, help me wipe the sweat from my face.”

Hearing this, Du Juan immediately took out a handkerchief from her clothes and wiped Huang Wan’er’s face.

Just then, Nan Batian and Liu Yishou walked in, catching this scene. Nan Batian frowned.

“What’s wrong with the Madam?”

Hearing this, Huang Wan’er weakly said, “Nothing, just some stomach pain.”

Nan Batian frowned and said, “Stomach pain? You’re not really pregnant with someone else’s bastard, using the Saffron to abort it, are you?”

“Gang Leader, why don’t you believe me?”

Huang Wan’er looked at the Gang Leader with a face full of grievance, all the while feeling a twisting pain in her stomach.

Liu Yishou intervened, “Enough, stop arguing, let me see.”

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Hearing this, Nan Batian looked at Elder Liu and said, “Thank you for your troubles, Elder Liu.”

Then turning to Huang Wan’er, “Wan’er, I’m giving you one last chance. Come clean now, and it is not too late. With Elder Liu here, even if you have taken Saffron, he can still save the child!”

“There’s nothing, Gang Leader. Why do you always not trust me?”

Huang Wan’er was on the verge of crying. Seeing Huang Wan’er like this, Nan Batian said, “Alright, alright, Elder Liu, please.”

Elder Liu didn’t say anything, but instead went to Huang Wan’er’s side and said, “Madam, please give me your right hand.”

Huang Wan’er stared at Liu Yishou, her emotions in great turmoil, and her stomach was writhing in pain, leaving her in a very weak state.

She truly was at the end of her rope.

Liu Yishou then grasped Huang Wan’er’s wrist, his eyes narrowed as if he was taking her pulse, but his fingers were trembling.

This wasn’t due to fear but rather an extremely advanced acupuncture technique.

Although Huang Wan’er was experiencing agonizing pain in her stomach, as soon as Liu Yishou held her pulse and gently shook it a few times, she felt much better.

She looked at Liu Yishou surprisingly.

However, Liu Yishou remained expressionless. After about a minute, he let go of her wrist and said, “Hmm, such an illness!”

Nan Batian approached and asked, “Elder Liu, what is the illness?”

Elder Liu replied, “This illness is quite peculiar. In my many years of practice, I have encountered it only twice. It is very rare indeed!”