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"What?!!!"

Jiang Mian was terrified.

"She's about to give birth?!" Duan Jialu rushed over in a flurry and knelt down next to Qin Song with a "plop".

"What do I do when I'm about to give birth? What do I do when I'm about to give birth?!" She helplessly opened her arms, her face pale as she asked Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian held Qin Song in her arms, every word she uttered trembling: "What should we do? Call an ambulance!!"

"...Oh, call an ambulance, call an ambulance..." Duan Jialu was terrified, as this was the first time she had encountered something like this.

She crawled shakily to the sofa, grabbed Qin Song's phone from the corner. The live stream on the phone was still going on, so she turned it off and went to call 120.

But her fingers were shaking so badly that she pressed the wrong number "120" several times.

"Qin Song, Qin Song, hang in there! We've already called an ambulance!!" Jiang Mian shouted to Qin Song, making sure he could hear every word she said.

Qin Song, breathing heavily, nodded with his eyes closed.

Jiang Mian: "How are you feeling?"

Qin Song frowned deeply, his voice weak as he said, "It hurts, my stomach hurts so much... I should have known better than to laugh so arrogantly..."

Jiang Mian was about to cry, but when she heard Qin Song's words, she immediately laughed again.

"Serves you right for being so smug." She laughed while tears streamed down her face. "Don't you know your own situation? Can't you be a little more low-key and down-to-earth?"

Qin Song took a deep breath, feeling the pain spread to her spine, but what made her even more uncomfortable was the sticky, wet feeling in her lower body.

"Jiang Mian, am I bleeding...?" She grabbed Jiang Mian's arm, her mind filled with images of pregnant women bleeding from their lower bodies during premature births in TV dramas.

Jiang Mian glanced at the ground, then shook her head: "No, you're not bleeding, your water broke."

"Phew..." Qin Song breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"Get out of here!! All of you get out of here!!!"

Qin Sisi was still going crazy outside the door, especially when she saw that Qin Song was about to give birth, she went even crazier.

"Qin Song!! You fucking deserve to die a horrible death!! You and your child will both die on the operating table!!!"

"Shut up!!" Shen Yan rushed in from outside, grabbed Qin Sisi by the collar, and pulled her away from the doorway.

Caught off guard, Qin Sisi was nearly knocked to the ground by Shen Yan's sudden movement.

She staggered several steps, and as soon as she regained her balance, she pounced on him again like a mad dog.

"Shen Yanhui, you're fucking insane! You actually teamed up with Qin Song to lie to me—"

"Snapped!"

Her response was a crisp and decisive slap from Shen Yanhui.

"Ah!!" she screamed, covering her face with her hands in a panic.

Shen Yan pointed at her and warned coldly, "Watch your mouth! Or I'll slap you again!"

"..." Qin Sisi didn't speak, but stared intently at Shen Yanhui with her bloodshot eyes.

Shen Yanhui's face was icy: "If you go crazy again, it won't be as simple as just slapping you."

After saying that, she glared at Qin Sisi and strode into the office.

"Qin Song! How are you?"

Qin Song didn't look well, and Shen Yanhui was a little anxious, so she suggested, "Why don't we lift her into my car and I'll drive her to the hospital?"

“No need.” Jiang Mian disagreed. “The ambulance will be here in ten minutes. Qin Song’s condition is not suitable for moving around. Let’s wait for the ambulance.”

"Can Qin Song still hold on?" Shen Yanhui squatted down and took Qin Song's hand.

Qin Song gritted his teeth and replied, "I can still hold on, let's wait for the ambulance."

Shen Yan frowned and said, "Fine."

The ambulance arrived faster than they had expected, and only when its siren blared outside the studio did Jiang Mian and the others finally dare to relax.

Medical staff in white coats jogged in, and the studio employees blocking the doorway made way for them.

Qin Song was in too much pain to speak. Her hand unconsciously clutched her stomach as the medical staff lifted her onto a stretcher.

Shen Yan followed behind the stretcher, hurrying out, but just then, a long-lost mechanical female voice suddenly rang in her mind.

[Host, the opportunity is right in front of you. Do you really want to let it slip away?]

The woman's voice, with a smile in it, spoke meaningfully.

Shen Yan paused, looking bewildered, and asked, "What opportunity?"

Qin Song is Pei Xingzhi's wife. If she and her child could die together in the delivery room, wouldn't your mission of redemption be free of obstacles?

"...What are you saying?" Shen Yanhui froze, the color draining from her face instantly.

The female voice repeated: "I said, if Qin Song can die in the delivery room with the child, then you can rightfully stay by Pei Xingzhi's side."

Qin Song is the biggest obstacle to your mission. Only if she dies can you successfully complete the mission. If you complete the mission, you live; if you fail, you and I will be eliminated by the system.

You don't want to die in this strange world, do you?

"...What do you want to do?" Shen Yan asked, holding her breath, her voice hoarse as she watched Qin Song being pushed out of the studio.

Female voice: [If you nod, I'll give you extra favorability points on credit. You can use these points to redeem items in the back-end shop. Then, I'll let Qin Song die in the delivery room without anyone knowing.]

The woman's voice was so cold that Shen Yan Hui couldn't help but tremble all over.

Her reason wavered for a moment between the mission and human lives, but only for a moment, before she made a decisive choice.

"You're fucking crazy!" she cursed angrily, then chased after him.

【Eh…】

The female voice sighed regretfully in her mind.

"Get out!" Shen Yanhui cursed again.

"Xiao Song?"

Pei Xingzhi had just gotten out of the car when he saw Qin Song being pushed out on a stretcher by medical staff.

Qin Song gripped the stretcher railing tightly with one hand and pressed his stomach hard with the other. He was so pained that his face turned pale and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"Xiao Song..."

Pei Xingzhi's heart skipped a beat; he knew Qin Song's situation at a glance.

"Xiao Song!!" he called out Qin Song's name hoarsely, and rushed forward with his cane.

But the cane was too inconvenient; he had only run two steps before he fell to the ground in a sorry state.

"elder brother!!"

"Pei Xingzhi!"

Pei Lingxuan and Lin Jiahe quickly helped him up, wanting to help him get there, but he thought it was too slow, so he simply threw away his crutches and ran forward with his still-unhealed left leg.

The fracture in his left leg hadn't fully healed, and this strenuous running would have essentially ruined his two months of recovery.

The stabbing pain was like needles piercing straight into his bones. Pei Xingzhi was in so much pain that his face turned pale, but he didn't dare to stop.