The concubine is a man, and the illegitimate son of a divine physician has a spatial ability.

Yuanyang's face was pale, her lips were bluish-purple, and her body was very weak and tired, but her stomach was getting more and more painful. The child in her belly seemed to want to come out impatiently. Yuanyang clutched her stomach and cried out in pain.

Upon hearing Yin Zijing's words, Yuanyang's face turned ashen, as if she had lost all life. Her brows furrowed, and enduring the excruciating pain, she said intermittently, "Am I going to die? What will happen to the child? Will we really die together? Du Lin is truly ruthless; he can even do this to his own flesh and blood."

Knowing she was going to die, Yuanyang screamed in despair, "Du Lin, I will haunt you even as a ghost!"

Just then, Granny Zhou and Fanghua, along with the servants, brought over everything they needed. Hearing Yuanyang's agonizing scream, everyone felt a chill run down their spines; the scream was laced with the despair of impending death…

Yin Zijing said with some reluctance, "Yuanyang, I will do my best. You have been poisoned and your life is in danger, but the child in your womb still has a glimmer of hope."

A cesarean section would remove the baby within 15 minutes; the child might be saved, but the mother would likely not survive…

Yuanyang's eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly said, "Quick, do it! Take the child out! There's still hope for the child, isn't there?"

Yin Zijing nodded, her eyes slightly red. She took out a vial of anesthetic from her medical kit and explained, "This is Mafeisan. If she drinks it, she will suffer less."

Looking at the tube of anesthetic, Yuanyang said despondently, "If I close my eyes now, I'm afraid I'll never wake up again!"

Yuanyang quickly grabbed Yin Zijin's hand and said urgently, "Sixth Miss Yin, listen, in the inner courtyard of the Du family, under the big locust tree, lies buried evidence of Du Lin's crimes. That evidence is enough to sentence him to death."

"Go quickly, go dig him out! I can't live anymore, I want him to go to hell with me! But this poor child, orphaned at birth, Miss Yin, please find him a good family to raise him!"

After saying this, Yuanyang picked up a bowl of anesthetic powder without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp. Not long after, the effects of the drug began to take hold, her eyes gradually became heavy, and then she completely lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Yin Zijing dared not delay for a moment. He quickly took out a set of surgical scalpels specifically for this surgery from the medical kit he had exchanged in his space. Then, he carefully walked to Yuanyang's side and gently but decisively removed her clothes.

At this moment, Yin Zijing was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. It should be noted that his expertise was previously limited to oncology, and he was unfamiliar with obstetric and gynecological surgeries. However, the situation was urgent, leaving him no room for hesitation or retreat.

As the saying goes, "Everyone has their own expertise." Nevertheless, Yin Zijing decided to rely on his familiarity with human anatomy and his years of accumulated medical knowledge to take the plunge. After completing thorough disinfection, he took a deep breath, steadied his slightly trembling hands, and then gently sliced ​​the cold scalpel across Yuanyang's abdomen…

Yin Zijin only has half a quarter of an hour. If she can't deliver the baby, the mother will lose consciousness, and the baby may suffocate to death, resulting in the death of both mother and child.

You have to be extra careful when making the incision; if you're not careful, you could accidentally cut and kill the baby inside your womb...

Half an hour later, Yin Zijing, who was sweating profusely, successfully took out the child. The child's face was already turning blue and purple from holding his breath. Yin Zijing quickly patted the child's bottom twice, but didn't hear the child cry. Yin Zijing patted it twice more, and then a cry resounded throughout the room.

Yin Zijing breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone in the room beamed with joy: "It's a girl...it's a girl..."

Ignoring the cold sweat on her brow, Yin Zijing handed the child to Granny Zhou, then turned around and began disinfecting Yuanyang's wound with the spiritual spring water while stitching it up. After finishing the stitching, Yin Zijing checked Yuanyang's pulse and found a faint breath. Then, she fed Yuanyang some water from the spiritual spring.

This spiritual spring water can only alleviate the toxins, not eliminate them. Everything depends on Yuanyang's fate. Just like the golden bee venom in her body, it can only be alleviated, not eliminated. She can't soak in the spiritual spring all the time, and she needs Zhou Mama and Atian to massage her body to relieve the venom every time.

Yin Zijing knew that she was enduring it, and the only way to relieve the pain was to have a man, to have a man's touch. Yin Zijing was in great agony every time. In fact, compared to Sheng Yixuan, Yin Zijing wanted to enter the Eastern Palace as soon as possible and consummate her marriage with Sheng Yixuan.

As for their intimate moments with Sheng Yixuan in the space, it was merely a matter of longing during the day and dreaming about it at night. They had already reached their limit of restraint.

Yin Zijing washed her hands, and Granny Zhou stepped forward to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. She asked with concern, "How are you? Are you tired, Miss?"

Smelling the pervasive stench of blood, Yin Zijing, her face pale and somewhat listless, sat on a chair by the bed and hurriedly said, "Fanghua, you just heard what Yuanyang said too. Quick! Go and report to His Highness the Crown Prince, dig up the evidence, just in case, you must be quick, to prevent anyone from finding out..."

Fanghua received the order and hurriedly left the room. Yin Zijing hadn't rested for long when a male voice came in from outside: "Sixth Miss Yin, the master requests your presence to testify."

Granny Zhou quickly replied, "Okay, Miss will be right there."

Yin Zijing gritted her teeth, gripping the chair armrests tightly with both hands, trying to use that meager strength to steady her swaying body. Large beads of sweat slid down her pale face, dripping onto the floor and disappearing instantly.

Seeing this, Granny Zhou quickly reached out to support Yin Zijing's arm and carefully helped him to his feet. When her gaze fell on Yin Zijing's blood-stained dress, Granny Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and worry and anxiety immediately appeared on her face.

Yin Zijing noticed the veil in Zhou Mama's hand, waved it gently, and said weakly, "No need, Mama. Those people have already seen my face clearly. What use would wearing these things be now? As for this dress... let it be stained with blood. It's probably too late to change it now." With that, he sighed helplessly.

Despite his extreme weakness, Yin Zijing stubbornly straightened his back. He reached out and took the heavy cloak handed to him by Granny Zhou, draping it over his shoulders as if it would give him some courage and strength.

Then, Granny Zhou gently covered Yin Zijing's head with the veil and said with concern, "Miss, your complexion is really bad. You should put this veil on. It will at least cover your face a little."

Yin Zijing nodded slightly in agreement. Then, he took a deep breath and mustered all his strength to take a step. His small, bound feet moved with difficulty, each step appearing heavy and slow. Finally, he arrived at the courtroom.

As soon as she stood still, Yin Zijing dared not be negligent in the slightest. She quickly curtsied and said in a slightly trembling voice, "This humble girl greets all the esteemed officials."