The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 227 Who is the child's father?

On a cold night, raindrops outside the window kept tapping against the glass, making a dripping sound.

Qiu Ziyue was about to wash up and rest when she suddenly heard a thud from the next room, followed by Jingyun's crying.

She rushed over and found Jingyun had rolled over and fallen to the ground.

Jingyun's thin arm was scraped and bleeding, and the little guy was pale and had a burning forehead.

"Jingyun, do you have a fever?"

Qiu Ziyue asked anxiously, reaching out to touch his forehead, which was indeed frighteningly hot.

Jingyun kept crying…

Qiu Ziyue immediately realized that the situation was bad and that she had to get Jingyun to the hospital as soon as possible.

However, it was pouring rain outside, and the water level on the streets was rising.

In some areas, the water level has reached over a meter, and there are almost no pedestrians on the road, let alone taxis.

Qiu Ziyue hurriedly opened her phone and tried to call a car.

However, after making several calls, all the calls were rejected.

The drivers said they were unwilling to risk driving due to the bad weather.

Seeing Jingyun growing weaker and weaker, Qiu Ziyue was extremely anxious and at a loss.

"What to do? What to do?"

Qiu Ziyue paced back and forth in the room, her heart filled with anxiety and helplessness.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on a name in her phone's contact list—Leng Feng.

In this emergency, Qiu Ziyue decided to give it a try.

After hesitating for a moment, Qiu Ziyue dialed Leng Feng's number.

The call connected quickly, and Leng Feng's voice came through the receiver:

"Hello, is this Twilight Sparkle? What's wrong? Tell me quickly!"

Qiu Ziyue explained simply:

"Leng Feng, Jing Yun is sick. He has a persistent high fever and I need to take him to the hospital immediately, but it's raining heavily outside and I can't find a taxi... Can you help me?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a firm voice:

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon!"

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, the sound of a car engine came from outside the door.

She quickly picked up Jingyun and rushed out the door.

Leng Feng was already waiting at the door in his car. He was wearing a raincoat and looked exceptionally capable.

Seeing Qiu Ziyue carrying Jingyun out, he immediately got out of the car to help.

"Hurry up and get on, be careful!"

Qiu Ziyue carefully carried Jingyun into the car.

Leng Feng started the car and quickly drove into the rain.

Rain lashed against the windshield, blurring the view, but Leng Feng drove skillfully, making steady progress on the slippery streets.

Finally, the car stopped in front of the hospital.

Leng Feng helped Qiu Ziyue support Jing Yun as they entered the emergency room.

The doctor quickly examined Jingyun and diagnosed her with acute high fever, and immediately arranged for treatment.

Qiu Ziyue finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Leng Feng gratefully.

"Thank you, Leng Feng. I really don't know what I would have done without you."

Leng Feng smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's good that Jing Yun is safe now."

Looking at Leng Feng, Qiu Ziyue felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

On this stormy night, Leng Feng's appearance was like a ray of light, illuminating her heart.

Since she woke up, she has been able to feel Leng Feng's love.

Leng Feng never confessed his feelings, and she always treated him as a classmate and a friend, focusing all her attention on her studies.

Late at night, a tense atmosphere filled the hospital corridor.

Jingyun's condition suddenly worsened, and the doctors quickly held a consultation.

After a series of detailed examinations, Jingyun was diagnosed with pneumonia, which had led to serious complications, and she urgently needed a blood transfusion.

"The situation is extremely critical, and a blood transfusion must be administered immediately."

The attending physician spoke seriously to Qiu Ziyue and Leng Feng.

"Excuse me, which of you has type B blood?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Ziyue immediately raised her hand: "I have type B blood."

The doctor hurriedly arranged for a nurse to test Qiu Ziyue's blood.

A few minutes later, the test results came out.

The doctor looked at the results, frowned, and turned to Qiu Ziyue, saying:

"I'm sorry, you can't donate blood to Qiu Jingyun."

Qiu Ziyue was stunned. Her eyes widened, and she asked incredulously:

"Why? I'm clearly blood type B! Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

The doctor said angrily:

“We haven’t made a mistake. Although you have type B blood, you and Jingyun are direct relatives. According to medical regulations, direct relatives cannot receive blood transfusions directly. You are the child’s biological mother, so you cannot receive a transfusion.”

Qiu Ziyue looked completely bewildered, utterly unable to comprehend this sudden news:

"What? How is this possible? Jingyun is my biological son! How could this be?"

The doctor took a deep breath and continued to explain:

"Blood transfusions between relatives can be dangerous. Therefore, we must find other suitable blood donors."

Qiu Ziyue felt a wave of despair and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Leng Feng stepped forward.

He calmly said, "Doctor, I have type B blood. Can I donate blood to Jingyun?"

The doctor quickly performed a blood test on Leng Feng.

The results showed that Leng Feng's blood type did indeed meet the requirements, and since he and Jing Yun were not related by blood, he was suitable for a blood transfusion.

"Great!"

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief. "We'll arrange a blood transfusion immediately."

Leng Feng nodded firmly: "No problem, I will cooperate with all necessary procedures."

Qiu Ziyue watched all this from the sidelines, her heart filled with gratitude.

However, the news that Jingyun was her biological child made her anxious and uneasy.

"I'm not even 18 years old yet, and Jingyun is actually my biological child? I had a child at such a young age? Who is the father of the child?"

"That's impossible. Am I, Qiu Ziyue, such a morally corrupt girl? Having a child out of wedlock, that's terrifying..."

Qiu Ziyue became increasingly frightened as she thought about it, so she ran to the bathroom and secretly dialed her mother's number.

"Mom, I have something to ask you. How much do you know about Jingyun's background? Please don't hide it from me, you must tell me, okay?"

“Ziyue, I don’t know. Wasn’t Jingyun the one you picked up at the hospital?” her mother replied.

"No, Mom, the hospital examination just now said that Jingyun is my biological child, how could this be?"

"What? Impossible. Did the hospital make a mistake in the examination? After all, you were in a vegetative state for nine years and have only just woken up. And you're saying that Jingyun is someone you picked up."

"Qiu Ziyue's mother said anxiously."

"How could this be, Mom?"

"Ziyue, don't worry. Take good care of Jingyun today. In a few days, I'll go with you to another hospital for another checkup."

Qiu Ziyue hung up the phone with a blank expression, then composed herself and bravely walked back to Jingyun's ward.

Leng Feng lay calmly on the blood transfusion bed.

The blood transfusion proceeded smoothly, with the doctors and nurses working efficiently and methodically.

Each drop of blood slowly flowed into Jingyun's body, bringing hope and vitality.

Qiu Ziyue held Jingyun's hand tightly and gently comforted him:

"Don't be afraid, you'll get better soon."

After quite some time, the blood transfusion was successfully completed.

The doctor checked Jingyun's vital signs again and confirmed that his condition was gradually stabilizing.

Qiu Ziyue looked at Leng Feng gratefully, tears welling up in her eyes:

"Leng Feng, thank you. I really don't know what I would have done without you."

Leng Feng smiled and shook his head:

"Don't mention it, we're all classmates. I'm just glad Jingyun is safe and sound."

At this moment, Qiu Ziyue deeply felt that Leng Feng was her true friend.

He always provides her with the strongest support at crucial moments.

The hospital lights stayed on all night, and Jingyun slept soundly in his hospital bed, the IV drip slowly flowing into his body.

Qiu Ziyue sat on a chair next to the hospital bed, her eyes red and swollen, clearly having endured a long ordeal.

While worrying about Jingyun's condition, she also thought about having to go to school the next day.

Leng Feng advised her to rest for a while.

"Leng Feng, I really can't rest, I have to stay with Jing Yun."

Qiu Ziyue's voice carried a hint of weariness and unease.

Leng Feng stood beside her, holding a cup of hot water, looking at her with unwavering eyes:

"Don't worry, Jingyun is being taken care of by a doctor now, and her condition has stabilized. You need to rest; you have class tomorrow."

Qiu Ziyue bit her lip, hesitating:

"You have class tomorrow, you can't miss it, and besides... what if Jingyun changes?"

Leng Feng stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder:

"It doesn't matter whether I attend class or not, I've already asked the teacher for leave."

"I'll stay here and let you know immediately if anything happens. You need to go back and rest now so you'll have the energy to study properly."

Looking into Leng Feng's earnest and determined eyes, Qiu Ziyue felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

She knew that Leng Feng was a man of his word, and that he was always kind-hearted and would not let her down.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ziyue finally nodded.

"Okay, then I'll do as you say."

To be continued in the next chapter!