The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

The doctor gave Su Wan another injection of anesthetic.  The anesthetic took effect very quickly, and Su Wan finally stopped moving completely.

Her face was mottled with tears.  She had clearly only fainted, but it gave people the illusion that she was lifeless and no longer breathing.

Su Wan's body was even more terrifying.  The thick blood stains completely dyed Su Wan's clothes red.  If it was an ordinary person who saw it, they would probably be unable to help but gasp and run away in fear.

However, the people in the surgery today were not ordinary people.  Every doctor who participated in the surgery was a skilful in the laboratory.  They had long looked down on life and death.  How could they be moved by such a scene?

The only thing that shocked them was that Su Wan could still wake up after the first injection of anesthetic.  This was simply a breakthrough in their understanding!

It was obviously impossible, but Su Wan managed to do it with absolute willpower!

Because Su Wan did not want anything to happen to her child!

Until this moment, everyone could still clearly remember Su Wan's begging expression.  Her eyes were filled with bone-piercing hatred and the most chilling despair of a mother.

Everyone suppressed the shock in their hearts and continued to carry out their work in an orderly manner.

After about an hour, the operation was finally completed.

Su Wan's belly was carefully sewed up, and the baby, which had just been taken out and did not even have an obvious shape, was directly transferred to the prepared artificial uterus through a secret passage.

Su Wan was also quickly transported out, and the bloody clothes on her body had been changed into clean clothes.

However, Su Wan's face was still covered in tears.  Even though she was unconscious, Su Wan was still crying, as if she had fallen into a painful nightmare.

The operating theater quickly returned to its usual quiet state.  No one would ever know what a tragic scene had just happened.

...

Su Wan had a dream.  In the dream, someone was repeating the lines of an old movie to her.

"In this world, there is a kind of bird that has no feet.  It can only fly and sleep in the wind when it is tired.  This kind of bird can only go to the ground once in its life.  That time is when it dies."

"In the past, I thought there was a kind of bird that could already fly from the beginning and only landed on the day of its death.  In fact, it has never been anywhere.  That bird was already dead from the beginning."

That voice was very pleasant to hear, as if it came from the distant clouds.  It was ethereal, but also very sad.

Was it telling her that her child had become a bird without legs from then on?

It had not even been born, but it was already facing death.

Su Wan's hand gripped the quilt tightly.  Her eyes were tightly shut, and her long eyelashes were trembling.  Soon, they were soaked in tears.

Her child!

No, how could this be!

How could you hurt my child?  If there's anything, just come at me!

Soon, the scene in the picture changed.  The sky and earth were covered in blood, and there were ferocious demons roaring at her.

After a while, it became the scene in the operating theater.  A few doctors in white coats and white masks were looking down at her.

There was no human emotion in those people's eyes.  They were not nervous about the surgery, nor were they confident.  They were just cold.

These inhumane animals!

They had killed her child with their own hands.  She wanted to raise a butcher's knife and slaughter them all!

Even though she was furious, she could not do anything.  Soon, the group of doctors who only had their eyes exposed disappeared from her sight and turned into mist again.

Su Wan finally dreamed of a cute little angel with a pair of white wings.  That little angel was dancing and flying under the Sun, so beautiful that it was not real.

The meandering tears ran down Su Wan's cheeks and kept wetting Su Wan's pillow.

Would her child eventually become a little angel in heaven?

There was no worry or pain in heaven, and it was purified in eternal life.

...

Jiang Xuecheng walked to the door of Su Wan's room.  When he thought of Su Wan, who had not woken up for many days and was hanging on by the nutrient solution, his heart ached terribly.

The man stood at the door for a long time and sighed deeply.  In the end, he pushed the door open and entered.

The wind blew the wind chimes on the windowsill, making a crisp and melodious sound, as if welcoming his arrival.

Su Wan was still sleeping soundly as usual, not moving at all.

Jiang Xuecheng walked over quickly.  When he looked closer, he found that tears were streaming down Su Wan's beautiful face, and even her brows were tightly furrowed.

Was she having a nightmare?

Was she dreaming of something that was so painful even in her dreams?

He had never liked Su Wan like this.

The Su Wan he liked was supposed to be bright and sunny, and when she smiled, she looked like an elf.

The man quietly looked at Su Wan and unconsciously lowered his breathing.  Then, he could not help but reach out his hand and slowly wipe the tears on Su Wan's face.

Jiang Xuecheng's hand was very beautiful.  It was as white and slender as a pianist's hand.  His bones were well-proportioned and his knuckles were distinct.

After helping Su Wan wipe her tears and smoothing her eyebrows, Jiang Xuecheng's hand still did not leave.  It kept lingering on Su Wan's face.

The scene that happened in the bedroom was extremely beautiful.  If anyone saw it, they would definitely cry out in admiration.

However, no one knew that the hearts of this man and woman had long been in opposite directions.  It was difficult to piece them together again.

Jiang Xuecheng stared at Su Wan's depressed face.  His expression became even colder than a piece of jade.

"Are you so sad?  Because you lost that child, you don't even want to wake up?"

He lowered his head and whispered into Su Wan's ear.

Jiang Xuecheng's voice was very soft, but his tone was firm and cold.

However, Su Wan was still unconscious, so how could she hear Jiang Xuecheng's question?

It was only because she felt heat coming from behind her ear that she felt extremely uncomfortable and frowned again.

Even in her sleep, she was so resistant to his approach?

Jiang Xuecheng stared at Su Wan's furrowed brows and sighed again.

Actually, when it came to love, he was just a very ordinary man.  He wanted to selfishly take over Su Wan's everything.

Even though he was the son of God, he could not calm down when he encountered such a thing.

To be more precise, it was jealousy.  Uncontrollable jealousy.

He was jealous of the man who could make Su Wan carry a child.

He was jealous of when every time Su Wan looked at him, it was as if she was looking at another person.  Who could that person be?

Was he better than him?

Was he more handsome than him?

Did He...  Love her more than him?

Such absurd thoughts lingered around him.  It was like a poisonous snake gnawing at his flesh and blood.  He could hardly breathe!

However, all of this was in the past.  With the child of unknown origin gone, he could start over with Su Wan.

She had betrayed him once and was also punished.  They would definitely get better in the future.

"Wan Wan, don't be afraid.  We will have many more children in the future..."

The man lowered his head and planted a feather-like kiss between Su Wan's brows.  It was as if Su Wan was a rare treasure in his heart, incomparably precious.

As if hearing the promise of Jiang Xuecheng, Su Wan, who was in a deep sleep, frowned and her fingers trembled slightly...