A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

259. Chapter 259: Abortion Soup

Translator: LiamHW

Song Qinghan found that he himself wasn’t even down at all at the thought of the marriage of Wu Dahu and Utan, as he remained tranquil inside.

It was like Wu Dahu was never his husband, and they were just no one else but strangers.

However, he did not regret his move to come here to find Wu Dahu, after all, Wu Dahu was cured by him and was currently under the condition of recovery. Even though Wu Dahu had lost the memories of the most memorable moments and days between them, it was still nothing when comparing to the fact that he was still alive.

Song Qinghan was lost in thought while walking. And just at the moment he entered the residence where he currently lived, Utan, the one who had been lost for quite a long time, showed up right there, which was totally beyond Song Qinghan’s expectation.

He paused and questioned, deep and impatient, “What are you doing here?”

Utan turned to Song Qinghan, took a glance at the sleeves of his, and then he sneered as if he never cared about the blood stain on it, “Well, what a goddess of kindness you are, to bless the others instead of yourself?”

Song Qinghan frowned, he could, more or less, sense a whiff of danger approaching which was hidden in the words of Utan. And then he responded coldly, “Aren’t you preparing your magnificent wedding ceremony? I am not even a hurdle sitting right between you guys, right? Don’t tell me that Wu Dahu had regained his memories!?”

Even though Utan was quite astonished when he realized that Song Qinghan had already come to know the marriage stuff, he did not respond queerly but deliver a sly smile, “It seems that you have had quite a peaceful days here, look at your chin, well, much more pleasant to the eyes, it is a pity that…”

He then waved his hand in the air to the outside, and the next moment a servant came in with a bowl of black soup in hands. The pungent smell of the soup was so irritating that even Song Qinghan couldn’t tell what the ingredients they were, he knew that it was nothing good.

Utan took over the bowl of soup from the servant and stared at Song Qinghan with a burning gaze. He then expressed softly, “Thanks to you, Dahu is almost recovered from the injuries, but he still doesn’t get his memories back. Well, even if he regains his memories, it will never post a threat on our relationship at all. Haha, believe it or not, Dahu treats me better than I treat him…”

Song Qinghan pretended that he didn’t hear the boastful tone in Wu Tan’s words, but the impatience between his eyebrows revealed his thoughts.

“Since you have told me that I will never be the rock stumbling block between you and Dahu, so what is the actual intention of you to kill me? Don’t you know that what you’re going to do is actually murder scheme on the king’s wedded husband?”

Utan paused as his hands froze, he then raised his eyebrows and asked in astonishment, “You do know the symbol of the bone pendant now? Who told you that?”

Not waiting for the answer from Song Qinghan, he shrugged and then added confidentially, “So what? I am not going to murder you anyway.”

And after that, he approached to Song Qinghan in menacing steps slowly. And as for Song Qinghan, such a scene was completely overlapped with the one in his memories happened not long ago, in an instant a fear toward being forced to drink the medical soup once again surged inside him. And in an attempt to self-defend, Song Qinghan couldn’t help but wave his sleeves and then took out the scalpel and gripped it tight in hands.

He might have a chance to escape from this perilous moment if he dared to kill Utan noiselessly. In order to keep this whole matter as a secret, there were only two after all in this place.

However, Utan himself took a rather quick and prompt action to hit Song Qinghan at his elbow without even noticing the hidden movement at all, and he used his another hand to fix Song Qinghan’s both hands and managed to lock them around his waist.

‘Clicking’, the scalpel fell onto the ground the next moment, which made Song Qinghan quite tense in the head.

Utan sneered, while his eyes were delivering a deep pool of coldness, “I had warned you once before, and everything will just be fine if you are obedient to me and drink this without complaint. Now you see? How awful the feeling is right now…”

Song Qinghan could clearly sense the amour of danger emitted from Utan, he was panting heavily as if he was trying to calm himself down. After that, he changed his expression and suddenly uttered in coldness, “At least tell me what it is before I drink it, otherwise even if you don’t want me to die, I will die anyway because of various accidents. Trust me, I am a doctor.”

Upon hearing that, Utan seemed to have sunk into a hesitation. But as he noticed that Song Qinghan was as feeble as a chick, the hesitation disppeared right away, and then smiled, saying, “Since then, I will tell you the truth, well, out of my generosity. This, is a medicine soup for abortion.”

Song Qinghan got tense suddenly as Utan revealed his actual intention, and then he frowned, saying, “Abortion soup? Is it really an order made by Mork?”

Seeing that Song Qinghan was in a great disbelief, Utan came to mock in a teasing tone, “What’s wrong with the fact then? You do think that our Master is with good nature, don’t you? Well, you better know that your belly should be kept empty for him to nurse his own offspring.”

Hearing the unpleasant laugh Utan was making, Song Qinghan wasn’t even effected at all, he just answered in a deep voice, “If what you said was indeed the truth, then you shouldn’t force me to drink that soup anyway because the child in my belly is already more than three-month old, any mandatory abortion will definitely be a harm to my body and probably I won’t be able to give birth to any child ever again.”

Utan pouted, and then he responded without any expression, “Well, it’s your fault not being obedient to my order previously to drink the abortion soup which is milder without harm to body. Since everything is doomed to happen, the potent one should be the only solution for you.”

Song Qinghan was tensed again as he finally figured what the previous medical soup was now. And simultaneously he could feel a tinge of wrench at his belly as if that bowl of medical soup finally came into effect.

Probably Utan thought that it was totally a time-wasting ‘bargain’ right now, he chose not to speak anymore and came to pinch Song Qinghan’s chin directly and force him to open his mouth, while menacingly delivering the bowl of abortion soup to his mouth.

“What are you two doing?”

Wu Dahu roared not afar from the doorway, confused and surprised.

Utan suddenly paused as he heard Wu Dahu’s voice sounded, and at the moment he was thoughtless figuring out how to react, Song Qinghan pushed him away suddenly. The bowl in Utan’s hand fell onto the ground and cracked, the black and pungent soup splashed on the ground and soon evaporated.

Song Qinghan ran toward Wu Dahu after he escaped from the evil claws of Utan. However, Wu Dahu walked toward Utan directly as if he never found the existence of Song Qinghan at all. He cried with his eyes filled with anxiety and worries, “Are you alright? How is your hand?”

Utan was on the verge of flaring up as Song Qinghan dared to push him away and make the bowl crack, but he suddenly calmed down and blushed as he could feel a sensation of warmth on his hands. He shifted himself from a tough-as-nail man to a timid and lovable little femina man just in seconds, and was now acting like he was blown by a spring breeze, lowering his head while answering bashfully, “It’s fine, I am just a bit scared… But why are you here? Are you coming for him?”

Song Qinghan pretended not to find out the gloomy tone in Utan’s words but stared intently at Wu Dahu’s face, seemingly trying to look deeply and figure out something wrong there.

Wu Dahu took a random glance at Song Qinghan, and then again he lowered his head to look at Utan, shaking his head slightly and answering, “I am coming for him instead of him? Is this his room? So why are you here then? I am kind of worried without seeing you.”

Utan was thinking about whether to tell the truth to Wu Dahu. But since Wu Dahu had expressed his emotion and infatuation to him, he now had nothing to worry about. And he then approached to Wu Dahu’s ear, whispering, “The Master ordered me to force him to abort, I totally forgot it for quite a long time, and now I feel it is the time to make it. In the eve of our wedding ceremony, I wish to accomplish my mission lest it will be a hurdle for us.”

After Utan’s explanation, Wu Dahu turned to glance at Song Qinghan’s belly in curiosity. And he sighed slightly at the sight of Song Qinghan’s slightly bulging belly covered by cloth, and then put his hand on the shoulder of Utan, while uttering in a deep voice, “Utan, how can you do that all by yourself, huh? Do you know anything about karma?”