Upon hearing this, Ms. Wen couldn't withstand the shock and fainted directly. Mo Wenpei supported her and looked at Qin Liuxi, his face showing slight anger.
Qin Liuxi slightly tilted her head and glanced at Teng Zhao, then leisurely picked up her tea and took a sip.
Teng Zhao took out a bottle of medicinal oil and let Ms. Wen smell it under her nose. She quickly woke up, looked around in confusion, and suddenly sat up straight, staring at Qin Liuxi.
"What did you just say? That my child did not die in the womb but was killed by my own hands?"
Qin Liuxi put down the teacup and said, "He could have been born safely at full term if you hadn't drunk that bowl of medicine."
Ms. Wen whimpered, clutching her aching chest, and gasped heavily, saying, "Impossible, that's impossible. The doctor had already diagnosed it; the fetus had stopped, was already dead in the womb, and I..."
