Wu Qing checked Liu Yushu's acupoints and stopped the bleeding.
He gently wiped the bloodstains off Liu Yushu's body. Watching her lie unconscious and frail on the couch, tears welled up in his eyes and trickled down uncontrollably.
If he had known this would happen, he would never have done those things that he now regretted so deeply. But he was just too terrified of losing her.
Wu Qing regretted so much that he wished he could end his own life with a single sword strike. If possible, he would be willing to bear all of Liu Yushu's wounds and pain in her place.
His big hand caressed her deathly pale face. Tears fell drop by drop on her face. His voice was hoarse and choking as he said, "If you die, I won't live either." He tightly squeezed her hand, then got up and left.
He went to find a doctor for her.
Actually, Liu Yushu had been conscious all along. After Wu Qing left, she opened her eyes. Tears welled up uncontrollably, and her heart was filled with pain. Crying, she murmured, "Wu Qing, do you love me or not?"
If he loved her, why did he imprison her? If he didn't love her, why did he do everything for her without hesitation, even sacrificing his life?
Liu Yushu was filled with mixed emotions. Hugging the quilt, she cried bitterly.
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As soon as Wu Qing stepped out of the door, he ran into someone he least wanted to see.
Wu Chunzhe looked stern. "Even if I die at your hands today, I will take Liu Yushu away." Wu Chunzhe didn't want Liu Yushu to have any regrets. It would be good for her to go back and take a look, even just once. He didn't want her to be like him, only realizing the importance of growth after his father lost a leg.
Wu Qing pursed his lips and said nothing. He ignored Wu Chunzhe completely. He didn't want to and didn't have the time to deal with Wu Chunzhe.
"Forcing her to stay by your side will only make her resent you. As a mere outlaw in the martial world, can you really give Liu Yushu happiness? I advise you to think this through." Wu Chunzhe tried hard to persuade him. Things were different now. He had put aside his jealousy and prejudice against Wu Qing.
These words stabbed deeply into Wu Qing's heart. He turned around, his eyes burning with terrifying killing intent. He struck Wu Chunzhe hard with his palm. Wu Chunzhe was sent flying more than ten meters away. He knelt on one knee on the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.
It would be easy for Wu Qing to kill Wu Chunzhe.
Wu Chunzhe got up, drew out his sword from his waist, and charged at Wu Qing. He was repelled by Wu Qing again. The arrow in his hand flew and stuck into the tree beside them. Wu Qing tightly grabbed Wu Chunzhe's neck. Wu Chunzhe endured the feeling of suffocation and glared at Wu Qing viciously. "I'll exchange my life for hers. Let Liu Yushu go. You can do whatever you want to me."
Wu Qing's eyes showed a hint of surprise. He threw Wu Chunzhe to the ground with a backhand, and coldly snorted, "Your life is not worth a ten - thousandth of Yushu's." He showed mercy to Wu Chunzhe.
He didn't expect Wu Chunzhe to love Liu Yushu so deeply.
He couldn't bear to kill someone who loved Liu Yushu deeply.
Wu Chunzhe was already seriously injured by him. He grabbed Wu Chunzhe's collar, leaped onto the tree, and hung Wu Chunzhe on the tree to prevent him from taking Liu Yushu away while he was out looking for a doctor.
Blood oozed from Wu Chunzhe's mouth. Unwillingly, he shouted at Wu Qing's back, "If you have the guts, let me down!" He was seriously injured by Wu Qing and didn't have the strength to climb down from the tree.
Wu Qing went to the pharmacy to get some hemostatic medicine and returned home with a doctor.
After the doctor felt Liu Yushu's pulse, he glanced at Wu Qing out of the corner of his eye. "Sir, your wife had a miscarriage."
Wu Qing stood there dumbfounded instantly, his face full of disbelief.
Liu Yushu had a miscarriage? How could this be possible?! She didn't show any signs of pregnancy at all! Wu Qing didn't want to believe the doctor's words. With a fierce look on his face, he tightly grabbed the doctor's collar and gritted his teeth word by word, "Explain clearly, or I'll kill you."
The doctor trembled in fear. "I - I'm telling the truth. Your wife was pregnant, and now she had a miscarriage." Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead. The doctor was almost scared to pee by Wu Qing.
Oh my god! Wu Qing thought. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hit him. He swayed a few times, took a few steps back to the door, and supported himself on the doorframe with one hand. Shock and regret were like a poisonous snake, tightly choking his neck and making it hard for him to breathe.
"I've calculated. The fetus was not very big, about forty - five or forty - six days old." The doctor took out a piece of paper and wrote a prescription.
Wu Qing's body shook violently. He and Liu Yushu had been here for two months. If she got pregnant forty - five or forty - six days ago, then... she got pregnant with his child on the night of their wedding!
Wu Qing knew exactly why Liu Yushu had a miscarriage.
"When a woman is pregnant, she'd better rest peacefully. Especially, she shouldn't get overly emotional. I've seen many women who were physically strong but had a bad temper and were always angry. In the end, they couldn't keep their babies. Your wife must be a hot - tempered person. Otherwise, with no major physical problems, she shouldn't have lost the baby." Seeing Wu Qing's铁青 face and murderous look, the doctor was a bit scared and lowered his voice. "I've prescribed some tonics for her. Let her rest more and don't let her worry. You're both so young and full of vigor. You'll have more children."
"Shut up!" Wu Qing roared with tears all over his face. He couldn't bear the self - blame and guilt in his heart. He ran into the yard and roared. He waved his sword and chopped the trees into pieces. The love - token bookcase that symbolized their past affection fell from the treetop, smashing the white Chinese roses on the ground.
Their child was gone. The child he had always longed to have with her was gone!
"No—!" Wu Qing roared like a madman. He waved his sword away. The sword flew high into the air and then firmly stuck into the ground.
Guilt flooded over him like waves. He rammed his head against a tree, and blood flowed down his forehead.
The doctor left the prescription in a hurry.
Inside the room, Liu Yushu lay weakly on the couch. She cried silently, her heart hurting so much that it was hard for her to breathe. She didn't have the strength to hate Wu Qing anymore.
She wiped the tears off her face and sighed deeply. She thought, maybe it was for the best. Anyway, she had planned to cut ties with Wu Qing. Without a child, they wouldn't be entangled with each other.
Maybe it was all fate. She accepted it. She accepted her fate.
Thunder rumbled in the gray sky, and a downpour fell. Wu Qing sat blankly on the stone bench with his head down. The rain poured down on him, drenching him like a drowned rat. Tears kept streaming down his eyes, mixing with the rain drops.
No matter how badly he had been beaten or how seriously he had been injured in the past, Wu Qing had never shed a single tear. This was the first time he had cried since he was sensible. He never thought that crying would taste so bitter, as if he would never taste sweetness again in his life.
Liu Yushu hated him. He would never be happy again in this life.
Inside the room, Liu Yushu could hear Wu Qing's cries even through the heavy rain. Each cry fell into her ears, carving deep cracks in her heart and making it hurt as if it was being shattered.
She felt sorry for Wu Qing. She just couldn't hate him. But the loss of the child was indeed Wu Qing's fault. If he hadn't quarreled with her, hadn't made her angry, and had accompanied her back to the Liu family, the child wouldn't have been lost.
She remembered his fierceness just now. She was so angry that she almost fainted several times. The child in her womb was killed by his words and actions.
After crying for who knows how long, Wu Qing remembered that Liu Yushu needed someone to take care of her. He walked into the room dejectedly. Liu Yushu stared at him with her swollen eyes from crying. He was full of guilt and didn't dare to meet her gaze. He immediately knelt down in front of her. "I was wrong. I swear that from now on, I will never force you to stay by my side again." After a pause, he grabbed her hand and asked her crying, "Why is God treating me like this! Why!"
She felt his cold hands trembling. She knew that he was truly repentant.
"You deserve it. It's all your own doing. What does God have to do with it?" she said calmly and coldly.
These words were like a sharp knife, piercing through Wu Qing's heart. He gasped for breath, and then sat there blankly like a puppet that had lost its soul.
She was right. He deserved it!
"Can you let me go now?" Liu Yushu propped herself up with the pain in her body and sat up from the couch.
He didn't say a word and still looked blank.
Liu Yushu ignored Wu Qing. She got off the couch with difficulty and walked out of the door step by step. Every step she took, her body felt as if it was being torn apart. She had just had a miscarriage and should have rested well. It was not suitable for her to over - exert herself or worry too much.
When Wu Qing saw the bloodstains on her skirt, he came to his senses from the shock. He quickly walked over and hugged her. "I'll take you back. I'll protect your family with my life."
Hearing this, she grabbed his clothes and cried like a rainstorm. She could no longer hold back the emotions that had been pent up in her heart. She pounded and beat him. "You bastard. If you had known this, why did you stop me in the first place? I hate you. I hate you so much." After venting, she fainted weakly.
"Wu Qing, I'll kill you. I will definitely kill you!" Wu Chunzhe stood at the door with a murderous look in his eyes.
He had heard everything Liu Yushu said. He never expected that Wu Qing would be so cruel to Liu Yushu!
Hatred lingered in his heart. Wu Chunzhe had the intention to kill Wu Qing.