Crossing Over to Yamada Love

Seeing Wang Shi in tears, Mo Lan felt bad too. She took Wang Shi's hand and said, "Grandma, don't cry. I'm back safe and sound, aren't I? I even brought back two great-grandchildren for you. People say that seven-year-olds live long and eight-year-olds don't, but my children are fine. We should be happy."

"I'm happy, I'm happy." Wang wiped away her tears, but she was worried. The baby was fine now, but she was afraid something might happen to him.

At this time, Liu came in and set out the meal to entertain Yu Zhen'er and Song Zhaoshi. Mo Lan could not eat, so Chen made chicken soup for her, but it wasn't ready yet.

After exchanging a few polite words, Madam Song invited Yu Zhen'er to join them for a meal, as they were both extremely hungry.

While they were eating, Mo Lan recounted what had happened. Wang, Liu, Qiu, Chen, Mo Mei, and the others were all very grateful to Song Zhao.

They wanted to give Song Zhao money, but Song Zhao refused, saying that Mo Lan had saved her life last time and she hadn't repaid her. Now, if she wanted to help her, she would ask the Mo family for money. How could she be considered human?

Seeing that she was honest and that what she said wasn't against her conscience, Qiu didn't say anything more. Instead of giving her money, she gave her a lot of food and had someone send it back to Song Zhao's daughter.

Unable to refuse, Madam Song Zhao agreed, bid farewell to the Mo family, and returned home with the people sent by the Mo family, pushing the cart.

At this moment, Madam Xue also arrived. Seeing Mo Lan and her two children, she covered her face and wept with heartache. How could her daughter-in-law suffer so much? She wished she could take her place.

"Mother, don't cry. Look, your daughter-in-law is fine, and your grandson is fine too. You should be smiling," Mo Lan comforted her mother-in-law.

"Lan'er, my good daughter-in-law, you've suffered so much. If Feng'er ever dares to wrong you again, I won't stand for it," Madam Xue said from the bottom of her heart.

"My husband wouldn't." Mo Lan smiled gently; she found her heart had softened considerably after giving birth.

After Madam Xue had looked after the child for a while, Mo Lan narrowed her eyes and asked, "Mother, do you know who leaked the news? Who told those people where I was going?"

Madam Xue pondered for a moment, a cold glint in her eyes, and replied, "Not long after you and Zhen'er went out, your second aunt and your fourth sister-in-law came to the villa. After chatting for a while, they asked about you. I told them that you were not feeling well and were resting, but they insisted on going to see you. I had no choice but to say that you went out because you were in a bad mood and went for a walk."

They kept asking where you had gone, saying they wanted to find you and had something to tell you. But when I told them you had gone down the mountain with Zhen'er, they said they wouldn't see you again, to avoid getting angry if we met. After sitting down for a while, they left, saying they would come back another day.

At the time, I didn't pay much attention, thinking they were just crazy. But after someone reported that you had been ambushed and killed, I started to think about it. How did those people know where you were? Your aunt must have come to ask first and then told them. It seems those people were probably sent from there.”

As Madam Xue spoke, her voice grew colder and colder, and her heart grew colder. They all shared the surname Xue, yet they actually sent someone to kill their own daughter-in-law, almost causing the deaths of her daughter-in-law and grandson. It was truly chilling and infuriating.

Mo Lan nodded. She had also guessed it was the Xue family in the capital. Hearing her mother-in-law say this confirmed her guess. It seemed that the matter in the capital was about to end.

If it wasn't because Xue Lingfeng married Xue Man'er, and the Xue family in the capital feared she would be in their way, and that Xue Lingfeng only had eyes for her, then they sent someone to eliminate her. This would prevent Xue Lingfeng from having any attachment to her and forcing him to cooperate with them.

Or perhaps the Xue family in the capital is on the verge of collapse, and in their anger, they sent someone to kill him in order to take revenge on Xue Lingfeng, make him feel sorry for him, and make him regret his actions.

"My husband should be back soon," Mo Lan said softly.

Madam Xue's eyes flashed. The matter in the capital was probably really coming to an end, and her son should be returning soon. But what about her husband?

"Are there any casualties among our own people? Are there any survivors? What information have we obtained from them?" Mo Lan asked Madam Xue.

Madam Xue's eyes darkened slightly, and she said, "I heard that two guards died, and the coachman couldn't be saved either. Mama Bai's arm was slightly injured, and Xia Yu was also injured, but they haven't come back. They said they went up the mountain to look for you, and the guards couldn't stop them."

As for those people, a few were captured alive and are already being interrogated at another residence, but unfortunately, no one has confessed yet.

Mo Lan's heart trembled. Conflict inevitably leads to injury and death; the guards and coachmen were living, breathing human beings. She could only try to be kind to their families. Were Mama Bai and Xia Yu injured? They were so stubborn; why didn't they come back to get bandaged up before going up the mountain? If something had happened to them, how could she live with herself?

A while later, Mo Changhai, Mo Changhe, Erlang, and the others returned. It turned out that while they were searching for someone on the mountain, they received a message saying that Mo Lan had returned, so they rushed back.

When the group saw Mo Lan, they felt relieved. Men don't cry like women, but you could tell how they felt just by looking at the expressions in their eyes.

After asking Mo Lan and checking on the child, Chen brought in chicken soup, which Mo Lan drank some of.

Some time later, while Mo Lan was still in a daze, the guards, Granny Bai, Xia Yu and the others returned after hearing the news.

The guards didn't come in. When Granny Bai and Xia Yu entered the room and saw Mo Lan, the two knelt down in front of Mo Lan's bed and began to kowtow.

"Quick, get up. What are you doing? Are your injuries in the way?" Mo Lan quickly turned to the side and reached out to pull the two of them up.

"Miss." Granny Bai and Xia Yu both burst into tears when they saw Mo Lan. Fortunately, their young lady had returned unharmed. If anything had happened to her, they wouldn't want to live anymore.

After exchanging a few words about the situation, Mo Lan inquired about the two men's injuries. Fortunately, they were both minor injuries with little bleeding, and they would be fine after a few days of rest.

As everyone was talking, it was already late at night, and they were preparing to let everyone eat and then go to rest.

Mo Lan gave the two children some water. She had no milk, and the milk hadn't come in. The children cried and fussed, but she couldn't do anything about it. She didn't want to hire a wet nurse and wanted to breastfeed them herself. She felt that her breasts were very engorged and that she should be able to produce milk.

"Lan'er, look what's wrong with the baby?" Qiu Shi had been taking care of the two children. She had just finished feeding the baby water and noticed that the baby had stopped crying but looked a little off. She quickly brought the baby over to Mo Lan to see.

Mo Lan looked at the child. The child's face looked abnormal, somewhat bluish, as if something was wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong.

"Quickly, go and invite Physician Chen, and have Bai Qi ride back to the villa to bring Doctor Qin as well," Mo Lan instructed, and Liu Shi hurriedly made the arrangements.

She watched as her child's breathing grew weaker and weaker, as if the child was having trouble breathing. What was happening? Mo Lan was terrified; anxiety showed on her face. Wasn't the child perfectly fine just a moment ago? How could this suddenly happen? Why hasn't the doctor arrived yet?

"Seven out of ten she'll live, eight out of ten she won't. Heaven, how can you be so cruel? My daughter has suffered so much, please spare her. If there's any retribution, let it fall on me. The child is still so young, please don't take him away." Qiu knelt down and kept kowtowing, praying to heaven.

Mo Lan had no time to cry at that moment. She shouted, "Quick, open all the windows!"

"Little sister, you're in your postpartum period. If you open the window, there will be drafts. You can't breathe in the wind," Chen reminded Molan.

"Sister-in-law, there's no time to worry about that now, open it quickly. Everyone, stay away from the child." Mo Lan shouted. The others didn't understand what she meant, but they all did as she said.

"Grandma Bai, come here and do it with me." Mo Lan called over Granny Bai because she had seen her perform artificial resuscitation on Mo Ju's son last time, so she knew a little about it. Besides, Granny Bai was a calm and capable person.

Granny Bai rushed over and, following Mo Lan's example, performed artificial respiration on the child. She blew air into the child's mouth, pressed on the heart, and opened the window again, letting in fresh air. The children were no longer huddled together, and the child's condition improved slightly, but not completely.

Mo Lan was extremely anxious as she listened to the child's breathing. What was wrong with the child?

At this moment, Doctor Chen arrived. Because he lived nearby, he was quickly brought over. He dared not delay and hurriedly looked at the child. After examining him carefully, he gave the answer: there was something dirty in the child's trachea, which was now blocking the child's trachea and preventing the child from breathing. However, it was not too serious, but if it could not come out, the child would suffocate and die sooner or later.

"Uncle Chen, please save the two children!" Qiu knelt down and pleaded.

"Brother Chen, we're begging you." Mo Quan pleaded, and the Mo family members all begged him.

Doctor Chen fell silent. He wanted to help, but he didn't know how to remove the filth. He was truly helpless in this matter.

Mo Lan learned the reason: the baby might have choked on something when it was born, and if it had been blocked, the baby would have died. Fortunately, she had no milk and no means to feed the baby.

Modern times have things to smoke, but this era doesn't. What to do? She couldn't just watch her child die. Mo Lan hugged the child and gently patted her back.

After patting the baby for a while, seeing that the child hadn't vomited, she started sucking hard into the baby's mouth again. Once wasn't enough, twice, twice wasn't enough, three times. She kept sucking; she was a mother, she couldn't give up, she had to save her child. Mo Lan mechanically performed the sucking motion.

Suddenly, Mo Lan felt something in her mouth. She didn't feel anything else. She couldn't even think about what was dirty. All she knew was that if she could suck the dirty thing out, her child could survive.

Mo Lan sucked hard, not daring to stop and spit it out, afraid that if she gave up halfway, the dirty stuff would enter her mouth and go down her throat into her stomach. But she didn't care. She stopped when she felt that she could no longer suck it out, and then turned her head to spit the contents of her mouth into the spittoon.

Seeing that the child's breathing had become smooth, Mo Lan didn't dare to breathe out. Then she held another child and started breathing. This child had already been patted by Granny Bai, so all that was left was breathing.