Chapter 5: This Name Sounds Really Ugly

Leng Ji grimaced as she rubbed her way to Leng Lianxin's side. "Are you alright..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Leng Lianxin suddenly snapped back to her senses. She cried out in pain, clutching her lower abdomen with both hands, her face deathly pale.

"Ji Ji... the baby... I can't keep the baby..."

"Shut up!" Leng Ji suddenly barked in a low voice. "If you keep screaming like that, you really won't be able to keep it..."

This low bark actually managed to stun Leng Lianxin. Even though she was drenched in sweat and her silver teeth had bitten through her vermilion lips, she ultimately did not cry out again.

Leng Ji raised her hand to check Leng Lianxin's pulse, then proceeded to check her uterine position; her dark brows furrowed slightly.

"It's bad... the amniotic fluid has already broken... Do you have any silver needles?"

Leng Lianxin thought to herself, *who carries silver needles around for no reason?* She shook her head with great effort. "No..."

"Then this is going to be troublesome..."

Leng Ji let out a soft "tsk" and her gaze wandered around the surroundings, her lower lip caught between her teeth in a troubled expression.

Suddenly, her gaze froze on Leng Lianxin's earlobe. A look of joy flashed across her face as she hurriedly took off Leng Lianxin's earring and straightened the earring post.

"I will use the method of 'Golden Needle Passing through Acupoints' to pierce several major acupoints on your abdomen. This way, it can reduce your contractions and temporarily protect the child in your womb... If supplemented with Chinese medicine, perhaps I can preserve the fetus for another half a month... After this half month, when the child is born, it should be fine... Do you understand?"

Leng Lianxin looked as if she were listening to a divine text in a foreign language, but she nodded subconsciously.

In truth, Leng Ji didn't expect her to understand; she only hoped that after hearing these words, Leng Lianxin would know she was trying to save her child and would cooperate a little.

Leng Ji felt that trying to explain what uterine contractions were to Leng Lianxin would be no different from lecturing on a celestial scripture.

Leng Ji unbuttoned Leng Lianxin's clothing and, using the straightened tip of the earring post, pierced several major acupoints on Leng Lianxin's abdomen.

Among the four of them, there were only eight pairs of earrings, which was equivalent to eight golden needles. They could only temporarily protect Leng Lianxin's fetal qi and reduce her contractions to prevent an actual miscarriage.

After finishing, Leng Ji let out a low groan and collapsed weakly beside Leng Lianxin.

She had originally been beaten nearly to death; her head throbbed with splitting pain and she was drenched in sweat from the agony, but she had only temporarily ignored her own physical pain in order to rescue Leng Lianxin.

Now that her mental focus had relaxed, a sense of exhaustion instantly enveloped her entire body.

"Your contractions have been temporarily halted... but the amniotic fluid has broken, the baby will suffer. Once I brew some Chinese medicine for you, I'll help you recover..."

By the time she reached the end, Leng Ji's consciousness was already somewhat blurred, her tongue felt heavy, and her speech was extremely indistinct.

Leng Lianxin looked at Leng Ji; she was so familiar yet so strange.

Seeing her drifting into sleep, Leng Lianxin subconsciously grabbed Leng Ji's hand and shook it gently.

"Ji Ji..."

Leng Ji was suddenly startled awake. Her eyes half-opened in a daze, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. Why did "Ji Ji" sound so wicked?

When heard quickly, it sounded just like calling out "d*ck."

It was truly hard on Leng Ji; her waist felt like it was breaking, her head felt like it was exploding, and even her consciousness was becoming hazy, yet she could still derive such a wicked thought from those two syllables.

Amidst her infinite delusions, Leng Ji's consciousness finally fell into chaos. Vaguely, she seemed to hear the footsteps of many scoundrels moving nearby, interspersed with the sound of murmuring cries.

When she felt someone pick her up, she finally could not hold on any longer and completely lost consciousness.