Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 536 Production_1

Chapter 536: Chapter 536 Production_1

The translucent parasite had a bright red thread passing through its entire body.

Perhaps due to the burning flame on the corpse, the parasite writhed slightly, appearing as though it had died completely.

Shen Wenchen stared intently at the parasite on the ground. Someone nearby dodged too late and nearly stepped on the severed head.

A moment of fumbling led to a fall on the ground.

Hearing his commotion, the other guards laughed heartily. The seemingly dead parasite on the ground, finding its supposed saviour, lunged towards the man’s ankle at full speed.

Shen Wenchen’s eyes never left the parasite.

As soon as it showed signs of life, he cut it in half with his sword.

Seemingly experiencing unbearable pain, its severed body squirmed frantically. For the first time, Shen Wenchen saw a parasite writhing in agony.

After twisting for a while, it continued inching towards the man.

Shen Wenchen didn’t give it another chance. He flicked a burning chunk from the city wall’s torch with his sword and planted it straight onto the parasite.

The semi-transparent body seemed to cook under the flame. Overpowered by the heat, the parasite died instantly, turning into a duck-intestine-like object.

After sending men to burn the monsters’ corpses under the city wall again, an exhausted Shen Wenchen finally headed back to the Residence.

"Nannan."

"Wenchen, come over here."

Nanzhi didn’t delve into small talk but immediately pulled him into a corner of the yard.

In the copper basin, there was a mixture of red and white fluid, inside which a Crucian carp was swimming.

"What happened?"

"I put the parasite in the copper basin, and it hid in the carp’s gills. It turned out like this in less than half an hour."

Looking at the copper basin, Nanzhi’s expression became complex.

"We suspect that the mutation in the rats was also due to these creatures."

Recalling the scene he had just witnessed on the city wall, Shen Wenchen nodded in agreement without any objections.

"I’ll have some more rats captured to check if they too are parasitized by this creature."

If all of this were really due to the parasites, they could figure out a solution.

As long as it was not some mutated zombie from an apocalypse story, the solution would be quite straightforward.

A parasite would surely die under high temperature.

"Alright."

"Has our baby been behaving today?"

Shen Wenchen had been very busy recently, and coupled with Nanzhi’s severe morning sickness from her pregnancy, he had had very little time at home. He spent most of his time either at the camp or at Jihe Hall making decoctions.

There was no other reason but his immunity to many toxins as a physician.

The bodies of the monsters secreted a layer of black oil, which was not only highly flammable but also caused redness, swelling, and fever in humans who came into contact with it inadvertently.

Old Master Sun and Old Master Qian would often have him come to Jihe Hall for him to bleed for their research, exploring whether his blood could be useful.

Now that he finally had some time, Shen Wenchen couldn’t hide his longing for Nanzhi anymore.

Embracing her, he was cautious when he felt her protruding abdomen.

"Yes, the baby was peaceful all day."

As if stroking a pet, Nanzhi gently rubbed the back of Shen Wenchen’s head, her voice laced with sweetness and happiness.

"What a sensible child."

Shen Wenchen pressed his ear to Nanzhi’s belly, hearing the liquid sloshing inside.

Just as he was about to get up, he felt a small force kick the left side of his face.

"He kicked me!"

"Perhaps, he misses you too."

"Nannan, rest assured. I will not let anything happen to you."

Shen Wenchen’s sincerity moved Nanzhi, who nodded in response.

Before the atmosphere could turn more intimate, Nanzhi suddenly turned pale, her skirt drenched.

"Nannan, what’s wrong?"

Frazzled, Shen Wenchen didn’t know what to do next.

"My water broke, quickly, get Ma Po."

Nanzhi took a deep breath, her voice trembling.

She was scared too!

The amniotic fluid trickled down her legs, and Nanzhi felt as if she had fallen into a quagmire, unable to reach for any help.

Luckily, Shen Wenchen sprang into action. He lifted Nanzhi and rushed into the room, making sure she was conscious before running out to find help.

He intended to send a servant to get Ma Po, but Shen Wenchen was impatient at their pace. He ordered them to inform the Master and the Lady of the house, while he dashed off to find Ma Po himself.

Your due date was only a few days away, and the wise Ma Po had prepared early. Not only were all the items ready, she had also instructed the kitchen.

The scene was quite similar to the days when Sun Cui was giving birth. The kitchen’s stove had to maintain a hot soup for twelve hours a day, and further to Nanzhi’s morning sickness making her unable to eat much, Ms. Zhao displayed all her culinary skills.

After finding Ma Po, Shen Wenchen hurriedly brought her back to their courtyard. Seeing his wife sweating profusely from the pain, his heart ached.

Nanzhi, though she had already given birth to Shen Zhiyu once, was now adjusting her breathing as contractions visited, trying hard to calm herself.

"General, s-slowly."

Moving briskly, Shen Wenchen intended to lift Ma Po under his arm but considering that she was a woman, and his elder nonetheless, such an act would likely break her old bones.

Ma Po was almost panting, trying to keep up with Shen Wenchen’s fast pace.

"Ma Po, I need you to hurry!"

Shen Wenchen was like a man with his hair on fire, extremely anxious.

In the room, Nanzhi was adjusting her breathing according to the frequency of her contractions.

When the pain in her lower body became unbearable, she couldn’t help but cry out.

It hurt too much.

It felt like millions of ants were rummaging and pressing in her stomach, and then suddenly exerting force downward, as if it was a life-or-death situation!

Nanzhi could barely bear it. Just as Shen Wenchen returned, he heard Nanzhi sobbing uncontrollably.

The moment they reached their courtyard, Shen Wenchen rushed to enter the room but was stopped by Ma Po.

"General, wait outside! Don’t disrupt us!"

But Shen Wenchen didn’t care about the disruption. As a general, he couldn’t bear to hear his wife’s cries of pain. Why, instead of waiting outside, wouldn’t he go in and stay with her?