Chapter 10: You Can't Use Medicine Like This

"How old is the child?"

"Less than four months."

Jiang Zhe looked over toward the other side, where she could faintly hear Qin Feng’s resistant voice: "Who dares to touch me!"

A doctor was being driven out.

Just as she was about to speak, a young woman walked in: "Don't touch Qin Feng's child. Prepare three doses of adrenaline, two doses of progesterone, and three bottles of magnesium sulfate for me."

"Dr. Tang, you're finally back!" someone said, pleasantly surprised.

"Jianxi!" Qin Feng felt as if she had grabbed onto a life-saving straw.

Tang Jianxi was Qin Feng’s best friend and a disciple of a top-tier master in obstetrics and gynecology. She had been abroad for closed-door training and had only just rushed back.

It was exactly at the most critical moment.

Tang Jianxi was confident: "Leave this to me."

Jiang Zhe followed in Tang Jianxi’s footsteps.

Qin Jingchen assumed she just wanted to go over and see the situation, so he didn't stop her and followed along.

"Qin Feng, don't worry. With me here, no one can do anything to your child. I’m going to administer the medication immediately." Tang Jianxi had already put on medical gloves, and the medicine had been brought over.

Qin Feng’s eyes welled up with tears.

"You can't use that medication." Jiang Zhe spoke calmly.

In the already quiet emergency room, her voice was exceptionally clear.

Tang Jianxi’s hand paused. She glanced at Jiang Zhe—a face like a vixen’s, wearing a look of indifference, chewing gum nonchalantly. She looked like she hadn't even reached adulthood yet.

Her stature was fully grown, but her youth was visible to the naked eye.

Tang Jianxi ignored her and continued drawing medicine into the syringe.

"Adrenaline will act on the child through the placenta, leading to a certain probability of deformity. Using progesterone and magnesium sulfate in combination will increase the burden on the pregnant woman's body," Jiang Zhe said nonchalantly. "In this situation, the child might be saved for now, but it will absolutely lead to a massive hemorrhage for the mother later. When that time comes, there won't even be a chance for resuscitation."

Tang Jianxi dismissed her words. Since she had come to treat Qin Feng, she naturally had her own special medication. What was this girl who had suddenly popped up?

"I don't care what other special medicine you have; you'd better put it all away."

Jiang Zhe’s tone remained nonchalant, but she had pierced through Tang Jianxi’s intentions with a single remark.

"Then what good way do you have to save both Qin Feng and the child?" Tang Jianxi used a tactic of retreating to advance, wearing a full smile. She suddenly remembered hearing on the plane that Qin Jingchen had actually kept a baseless engagement; could this girl be that fiancée?

No wonder she was so arrogant; it turned out she had Qin Jingchen’s approval.

"Qin Feng, you choose for yourself," Tang Jianxi said lightly. "What I brought back is a new type of special fetal-protection drug from the JZ Pharmaceutical Research Institute. Used in combination with the drugs I just mentioned, there won't be any so-called deformities or sequelae."

The new drug from the JZ Pharmaceutical Research Institute was out?

The doctors nearby couldn't help but show ecstatic expressions.

The JZ Pharmaceutical Research Institute was a god-like existence throughout the Long Empire; every special drug they released became world-renowned.

Thinking that Tang Jianxi was an important member of the JZ Pharmaceutical Research Institute, everyone felt that while this was unexpected, it was also within reason.

Jiang Zhe’s ethereal yet seductive fox-like eyes tilted slightly: "The new special drug cannot be used."

The final clinical trials hadn't even been completed; how could it be used?

Tang Jianxi was provoked: "What do you know? Do you even know what the JZ Pharmaceutical Research Institute is?"

"Shut up." Qin Jingchen’s voice rang out—not loud, but full of pressure.

Tang Jianxi was stunned. She said to Jiang Zhe: "Did you hear that? Master Qin told you to shut up."

"I was talking to you."

Under the pressure of Qin Jingchen’s gaze, Tang Jianxi’s face burned, and she subconsciously took a step back.

He was actually yelling at her, the one who brought the special medicine?

Jiang Zhe’s demeanor became increasingly nonchalant.

Lying on the hospital bed, Qin Feng suddenly felt hesitant about Tang Jianxi. Even though one was her dearest best friend of many years and the other was a girl she had just met, in the girl’s eyes—which were almost demonic yet almost celestial—she inexplicably saw hope.

"Help me," she said, clenching her fingers, feeling the pain surging in her stomach.

"Qin Feng?" Tang Jianxi couldn't believe she had made such a choice. Did she not want the child anymore? Did she not want her life?

"Everyone out," Jiang Zhe said.

Not just Tang Jianxi, but the Tang family and the other doctors hesitated as well.

This wasn't just about protecting the fetus; if things went wrong, both mother and child could die.

Qin Feng was a granddaughter whom Old Madam Qin cared about deeply, and she was the only hope for the Tang family, who had already lost their backbone.

Qin Jingchen met Jiang Zhe’s gaze. There was no emotion in the girl’s eyes.

"Everyone out," Qin Jingchen commanded.

No one dared to stay any longer.

The door closed.

In places where Qin Jingchen couldn't hear, the skeptical remarks didn't cease.

Who would choose a little girl who knew nothing and abandon Tang Jianxi, who had brought special medicine from the JZ Pharmaceutical Research Institute?

No one!

Yet, Qin Feng had chosen exactly that.

And Qin Jingchen was actually letting this little girl with fox eyes mess around.

Messing around with human lives!

Was she a vixen transformed to bewitch people?

The Tang family members looked at Qin Jingchen, not daring to speak, but their gazes fell upon him, dark and resentful.

Inside the emergency room, Jiang Zhe was still chewing her gum. She put down her schoolbag, pulled out a few specially made silver needles, felt for Qin Feng’s acupoints, and inserted them.

One after another.

Before Qin Feng could even begin to doubt her own choice, the pain rolling in her stomach began to subside, like a receding tide.

"The child?" she asked, worried.

"Still here," Jiang Zhe said, her gaze fixed on the silver needles.

Hearing this, Qin Feng, who had been holding on by a thread, finally let her consciousness relax completely and fainted in relief.

When the emergency room door opened, the Tang family members crowded forward.

Tang Jianxi and the other doctors also stepped forward quickly.

Seeing Qin Feng, who had fainted, Tang Jianxi asked sharply: "What happened to her?"

"Exhausted and fainted. She’ll be fine after a rest." Jiang Zhe’s tone was very flat; she was speaking to Qin Jingchen.

The treatment process had taken over two hours, and she was a bit tired.

Tang Jianxi was skeptical, but the diagnostic equipment was right there; there was no need for Jiang Zhe to explain further.

Qin Jingchen reached out and pulled her from the crowd to his side.

In the September weather, her palms were a bit cold.

His palms were warm and dry. Jiang Zhe only used his strength to pull away from the crowd before quickly pulling her hand back.

A trace of warmth still lingered on her fingertips.

"Give her this medicine for a few days," Jiang Zhe said, handing over a bottle.

Qin Jingchen accepted it.

He didn't ask about her medical skills, and Jiang Zhe didn't ask why he believed in her so firmly.

It was as if there was a tacit understanding and balance between them.

It was also as if this were the most natural thing in the world.

A subordinate came to find Qin Jingchen. Jiang Zhe took out her phone; the gum in her mouth had already lost its flavor.

She wrapped it in a tissue, threw it away, and typed: "Who gave permission for medicine that hasn't finished clinical trials to be taken out?"