A woman in her 1970s remarried a tycoon with no heir, and gave birth to triplets, stunning the famil

"Ah! Mom! Save me!" Gu Anrou cried out as she fell, trying to grab Song Manru, but her belly was getting bigger and her body was getting heavy. She couldn't grab her and fell heavily to the ground.

Gu Anrou's face turned deathly pale in an instant. A sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen, and warm blood seeped through her clothes between her legs, flowing down her thighs.

"Blood! There's blood!!" Song Manru looked at Gu Anrou on the ground in horror. She didn't mean to.

Zhao Liping's fingers trembled at the sight. Looking at the blood piling up on the ground and Gu Anrou's pale face, she glared fiercely at Song Manru and anxiously looked at her husband.

"Quickly, drive Anrou to the hospital."

Commander Yang's face was equally dark. He didn't care about avoiding suspicion and directly picked up Gu Anrou from the ground and put her in the car.

"The doctors on duty at the hospital probably don't know how to treat pregnant women. Why don't you go find my wife first?" Lu Qiyue said, feeling a strange sense of trust in Jiang Linwan.

"Qiyue, I know you want me to reconcile with your wife, but now is not the time to make trouble. Your sister-in-law is in critical condition," Zhao Liping said, her eyes red.

Gu Anrou glanced weakly at her mother-in-law: "Go find Lin Wan, she's a good doctor..."

Commander Yang also believed in Jiang Linwan's medical skills. The women in the family compound loved to gossip and talk nonsense.

"Commander, you haven't agreed to give Zixuan to me yet." Song Manru stood in front of the car, her eyes red.

What time is it? This woman's brain is still a mess. Zhao Liping wasn't going to tolerate her. Her eyes were filled with rage as she charged straight at Song Manru.

She used to be a formidable fighter, but as the men's ranks rose, she had to maintain a respectable image as a man, so she became much more restrained.

Seeing Song Manru rush over quickly, she grabbed her hair, pulled her aside, and slapped her face several times.

"Song Manru, you're a lunatic! You abused your son when he was alive, and now you're pretending to be a loving mother? Bah!"

"You shameless bastard! Jiang Xun must have been blind to have fallen for you. I think you're the one who killed him, and you still have the nerve to frame your son!"

After Zhao Liping finished speaking, she watched her husband drive away, then quickly pulled Song Manru out of the yard, locked the door, and followed after them.

Song Manru stood there dumbfounded, her mind filled with Zhao Liping's words: "Jiang Xun was killed by her."

Really? It seems true. If she hadn't misjudged people, how could her man have been killed by Song Qianqian?

Back then, Song Qianqian frequently visited her, and Jiang Xun even said that Song Qianqian had a bad character. At the time, she enjoyed Song Qianqian's flattery and praise and didn't take Jiang Xun's words to heart...

Song Manru collapsed to the ground, crying her heart out.

"Dr. Jiang, open the door! Please save my daughter-in-law!" Commander Yang, who usually had a dignified expression, looked panicked as he saw his unconscious daughter-in-law and frantically pounded on the door.

Jiang Linwan, who had been tossing and turning in bed unable to sleep, rushed out of bed upon hearing the noise. Opening the door, she saw Gu Anrou unconscious, her lower body covered in blood. Her heart skipped a beat.

"What happened? Why is she bleeding all of a sudden? Quickly, carry her back inside."

"It's all because of that damned Song Manru! If she hadn't scared my second son's wife, Anrou wouldn't have been bleeding. Lin Wan, you absolutely have to save your sister-in-law Anrou's child!" Zhao Liping ran back breathlessly and turned pale with fright when she saw the unconscious Gu Anrou.

Commander Yang carried the person into the house, and Jiang Linwan quickly opened the door to the guest room next door.

"Lin Wan, will your sister-in-law An Rou have a miscarriage?" Zhao Liping asked anxiously, her eyes red. She had been waiting for so long, finally hoping to have a grandchild...

Jiang Linwan didn't speak, but quickly stepped forward, her gaze falling on Gu Anrou. Her face was calm, but she was nervous inside. So much blood... what if the baby is lost?

She quickly placed her fingers on the woman's pulse and soon breathed a sigh of relief: "It's alright, the pregnancy is still going strong. I will do my best to keep this baby."

One sentence instantly calmed everyone down.

Commander Yang and Zhao Liping both breathed a sigh of relief. Their eldest son had only been gone for a few years, and they had finally welcomed a new member into the family. If he were to die as well, the two of them would probably not be able to bear such a huge blow.

"Although the pulse is weak and the blood and qi are in great disarray, the fetal breathing is still intact and there is no risk of miscarriage. There is still hope."

She quickly took out the silver needles, her technique was skillful and steady, and the needles were placed with great precision. The needles quickly stopped the bleeding and stabilized the acupoints.

The moment the silver needles were inserted, Gu Anrou's body, which had been in pain, visibly began to relax, the bleeding from her lower body gradually stopped, and her disordered breathing gradually calmed down.

Zhao Liping's tense body completely relaxed. Looking at her daughter-in-law who had fainted, she glared angrily at her husband: "Song Manru has remarried and is no longer a martyr's widow."

Even a deputy battalion commander's rank isn't high enough for family members to accompany the soldier. She's repeatedly slandered Dr. Jiang, and now she's caused Anrou so much suffering. You must kick her out of the family compound.

"I will discuss this matter with them," Commander Yang said solemnly.

Having weathered the most dangerous moment, Jiang Linwan entered the bedroom, secretly took out medicinal herbs from her spatial storage, and then went into the kitchen to brew the medicinal soup.

Jiang Linwan had finished brewing the medicine. Gu Anrou had already woken up. Looking at Jiang Linwan carrying the medicine over, her eyes were red: "Linwan, thank you."

Are you still angry with me?

Jiang Linwan looked at her suspiciously: "Why would I be angry with you?"

She handed the medicine to Gu Anrou, saying, "Let it cool down a bit before drinking it."

Zhao Liping also looked embarrassed and guilty. Seeing this, Commander Yang wisely left the room, giving the three women some private space.

"Thank you, Lin Wan. If it weren't for you, my Anrou's baby might not have survived." Zhao Liping paused after saying this, wanting to apologize, but she just couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Lin Wan, can I still come to talk to you in the future?" Gu Anrou asked.

Jiang Linwan: "Sure, but you'll have to wait until I'm resting or off work."

Gu Anrou's eyes lit up instantly: "I understand."

"Take these medicines back and continue for half a month, one dose each morning and evening." Jiang Linwan got up and prepared more than a dozen more doses of medicine, handing them to Zhao Liping. Zhao Liping took the medicine, thanked her profusely, and gave Jiang Linwan the money for the medicine.

As he was leaving, he looked at Jiang Linwan with a somewhat unnatural expression and said, "You can come to my house for a visit sometime."

Jiang Linwan nodded, saw Commander Yang and the others off, and then turned to see Lu Qiyue standing ramrod straight in the courtyard: "Brother Qiyue, divorce..."

Before Jiang Linwan could finish speaking, Lu Qiyue strode forward, his dark eyes giving her a deep look. Suddenly, his long arm gripped her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

He bent down, his head bowed, filled with anger and panic, and a rough, forceful kiss landed on his lips.