The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 323 - 325. Life and Death Together (Chapter 45)

Chapter 323: 325. Life and Death Together (Chapter 45)

But in the second half of the night, Fu Hengyi still developed a high fever. Shen Qinglan, who had been watching over him, immediately noticed and pressed her face to his forehead. Feeling his abnormally high temperature, she panicked.

"Fu Hengyi, can you hear me talking? Don’t sleep."

Fu Hengyi opened his eyes and said with a faint smile, "I had just fallen asleep when you woke me."

"Fu Hengyi, don’t sleep. I’ll be scared if you do," Shen Qinglan said softly.

"You get scared?"

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Yes, I’m scared. Fu Hengyi, I’ve never been afraid of death, but I’m scared of seeing my loved ones die. Since I was young, I’ve experienced too much pain, many dark memories. Happiness has always been a luxury for me, something I never dared to hope for."

"Sister Mumu often told me that no matter how desperate, one must not give up hope for life; even if struggling in Hell, one must strive to crawl out. She always said relatives are the warmest people in this world and told me to go home."

"Fu Hengyi, I’ve come back, but my heart is still struggling in Hell. My hands are stained with blood; I’m not a kind person, nor am I easily moved. It was you who forcefully entered my life and pulled me out of Hell. You can’t give up on me now."

Hearing Shen Qinglan’s rambling voice, Fu Hengyi struggled to stay conscious. Hearing her words, he couldn’t help but joke, "It was you who grabbed me and walked into the civil affairs bureau, and now it’s me dragging you?"

Seeing that he could still joke, Shen Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, and with a gentle smile, she said, "It was you who forcefully entered my life, entered my heart, causing me to fall in love with you. So if you dare to leave so easily now, you won’t be able to enter in the next life either."

Fu Hengyi laughed lightly, "You say I’m forceful, but you’re clearly more domineering than I am."

"Yes, I am domineering, and I always do what I say."

Fu Hengyi took her hand and shook it gently, "Okay, I will definitely not leave." His eyelids were heavy as he struggled to keep his eyes open, "Qinglan, I just had a dream. I saw a little girl, exactly like you when you were young, with two little braids and wearing a pink princess dress. She was so cute, reaching out her hands for a hug, smiling at me, calling me Daddy."

Shen Qinglan’s gaze was tender, "Fu Hengyi, that wasn’t a dream. It’s real. In five more months, our child will be born. Look how well-behaved she is; it must be a daughter. They say a daughter is her father’s lover in a past life, so you must hang on and wait for your little lover to meet you."

"Okay." Fu Hengyi’s voice was weaker, and a tear glistened in Shen Qinglan’s eye.

As soon as it was light, Shen Qinglan helped Fu Hengyi out of the cave. He had been shot in the leg, and although the wound no longer bled and Shen Qinglan had roughly treated it the night before, removing the bullet fragment.

They walked slowly, and as they did, Shen Qinglan spoke to Fu Hengyi, feeling a faint pain in her abdomen. She bit her lip, Baby, Daddy is hurt, Mommy has to save Daddy, so can you be good?

She didn’t know if the child had heard her prayer, but the pain in her abdomen lessened a bit.

Stopping and going, Shen Qinglan didn’t know how long she had been walking. She still had a map of the rainforest in her mind and tried to walk in their direction as much as possible.

Fu Hengyi’s consciousness was very blurry, feeling the heavy breathing of the person beside him, he whispered, "Qinglan, put me down."

Shen Qinglan shook her head, "Fu Hengyi, we’re almost there. Hang on a little longer." These past two days, what she said most was to hang on a little longer.

**

Meanwhile, Jin Enxi and the others managed to shake off BK’s men and went to find Shen Qinglan, only to discover that they couldn’t contact her.

"Check the GPS," Cissily said. Jin Enxi then remembered that the tracker for Shen Qinglan was with her, but Shen Qinglan had been gone too long and was already out of the tracking range, losing the signal.

They did, however, get in touch with Eden, who was still being pursued. They quickly went to rescue him first.

"Eden, we can’t locate An right now, and the communication devices can’t reach her either," Jin Enxi said, her baby face filled with seriousness.

Upon hearing this, Eden’s expression darkened immediately. A pregnant Shen Qinglan, along with a severely injured man, being off-grid in the rainforest was very dangerous. Although Shen Qinglan was not completely defenseless now, her current strength was not even half of what it used to be. If they ran into BK’s men, the consequences could hardly be imagined.

"I remember when we split up, they went in that direction. Let’s start by going that way," Eden pointed in the direction where Shen Qinglan and Fu Hengyi had left.

"Let’s go," Cissily said, leading the way. She had also been injured, with a long cut on her arm. Seeing her wound, Eden took out a small medical kit from his backpack and bandaged her up. Andre’s injuries were even more serious.

"Eden, hurry up, just wrap it quickly, a wound like this won’t kill anyone." Andre urged, now time was life, and Qinglan and Hengyi still didn’t know what was happening.

At this moment, the one they were worried about, Qinglan, was staring coldly at the two men in front of her, two burly Western men, one of whom was covered in blood, obviously severely wounded and almost incapacitated.

Qinglan threw the empty gun on the ground and took a dagger in her hand. She wasn’t worried about her opponents having firearms left; after the fight, she was certain that like her, they had nothing but cold weapons and their fists.

Hengyi was leaning against a tree, with Qinglan standing protectively in front of him, her gaze devoid of any human emotion.

Today, Qinglan and Hengyi had been ambushed halfway by these two men. Thankfully, Qinglan still had her weapons, and although pregnancy had affected her agility, it hadn’t affected her marksmanship.

The other man had wounds too, but compared to his companion, they were much less severe.

Qinglan was calculating the gap in strength between her and her opponents. The dagger in her hand twirled slightly, a small motion when she was thinking. Now her strength was compromised by the child in her womb, and she had to protect the child and Hengyi as well. It would be impossible to take down the opponent quickly, and if the fight dragged on, her stamina wouldn’t hold.

When they had entered the jungle, to reduce the burden on Qinglan, they had only taken necessary food and water, and she only had a pistol. When they had separated from Eden in an urgent situation, Eden hadn’t thought to leave a weapon for Qinglan.

Hengyi was still feverish, his consciousness unclear. The sound of gunfire from Qinglan had just pulled back his wavering consciousness. He opened his eyes, saw the formidable Qinglan and the burly man standing against them, and desperately wanted to protect her, yet helplessly realized that he didn’t even have the strength to defend himself.

Qinglan’s clothes were loose, and her belly was not yet noticeably big, so her pregnancy wasn’t apparent to her opponents. But they had just experienced her sharpshooting, so they dared not act recklessly for the time being.

As time ticked by second by second, Qinglan’s expression didn’t change, but her heart grew more anxious. She wanted to turn around to check on Hengyi but feared the enemy would take advantage of it.

Her eyes hardened, and she attacked preemptively, making lethal moves from the start. However, the man’s skills were not lacking, and with Qinglan’s condition, they surprisingly fought to a standstill.

The opponent hadn’t expected Qinglan to be such a tough nut to crack. After fighting her for nearly ten minutes, getting cut by Qinglan, he didn’t manage to injure her at all, and his eyes became instantly vicious.

To protect the child in her womb from harm, Qinglan had to constantly be on guard against the opponent’s attacks, making her fight very cautiously. She didn’t realize that the wounded mercenary had awoken and crawled to pick up a nearby pistol.

Hengyi, closely watching Qinglan, noticed this and with unexpected strength stood up, shielding Qinglan from the gunfire.

Qinglan turned her head to see Hengyi falling in front of her, his blood spraying far in front of her eyes.

"Hengyi!" Qinglan’s voice was piercing, carrying far and wide.

"It’s An’s voice." Eden said.

"Hurry!" Andre looked urgent, they had just heard gunshots.

Qinglan’s dagger flew toward the man who had fired, striking him fatally. The other took this chance to attack Qinglan again. Her eyes black and cold, she seemed to open the gates of Hell itself, and from somewhere, she produced another combat knife.

Everyone knew that assassin Mei was an excellent marksman, never missing a shot, but not just that; Mei’s use of cold weapons was even sharper, even more precise.

Even the mercenary didn’t realize what had happened when the combat knife was already stuck in his chest.

Qinglan didn’t glance at the man, turning instead to hold Hengyi who was on the ground. Her hand pressed on his wound, his blood instantly soaking her hand.

"Hengyi, wake up! Can you hear me? I forbid you to die," Qinglan shouted, but Hengyi’s eyes remained tightly shut, unresponsive no matter how she called.

Her hands pressed firmly on his wound, daring not to let go.

The overcast sky suddenly let loose a downpour, the cold rain quickly soaking their clothes. Qinglan could feel Hengyi’s warmth rapidly fading, as if life was swiftly ebbing away. She looked at Hengyi, her face numb, but her eyes tender.

"Hengyi, you once said whether in the sky or down in the netherworld, you would be with me. I give those words back to you, no matter where you go, I will follow."

Her head gently rested against Hengyi’s face, placing a kiss on his cold lips.