Dr. Benjamin Quinn, though only an ordinary physician, possessed extraordinary medical skills.
He used to be Lena's attending physician, and today, he's here in the banquet hall.
The servants quickly went to invite Dr. Benjamin Quinn over.
He took one look and shook his head, saying, "Forgive me, Your Majesty, but... the little prince is gone."
Colin Gu said nothing.
"Sister, how could you be so cruel?" Wendy Zhu's voice broke with anguish as she cried out to Grace, her eyes overflowing with tears. "Cindy may have made mistakes and taken your place in the palace, but didn't you say you'd already forgiven her? Why do you have to be so merciless? She's your own sister! And she's carrying the emperor's child!"
Wendy Zhu's tears streamed down her cheeks. She turned to Colin Gu, her voice trembling with desperation: "Your Majesty, you must give Cindy justice—please, for the sake of the poor little prince!"
Colin Gu glanced at Grace, who stared at Cindy Zhu lying on the ground, expressionless and saying nothing to defend herself.
"Your Majesty!" Lena said. "Consort Cindy is losing a lot of blood. Why don't we move her inside first and talk when she's safe?"
Colin Gu nodded and ordered Cindy Zhu to be moved to the nearest room—her old residence, Cynthia's Garden.
Dr. Benjamin Quinn entered, closed the door, and began treating her bleeding and cleaning her womb. The others waited anxiously outside.
Kevin Zhuo, growing restless as Colin Gu delayed punishing Grace, knelt before the emperor with exaggerated concern and pleaded, "Your Majesty, you must stand up for Consort Cindy and avenge the little prince!"
Colin Gu glanced at him and replied coolly, "Let's wait for the doctor to come out and see what he says."
Kevin Zhuo wanted to protest further, but caught Minister Zhuo's icy glare and fell silent, awkwardly getting back up.
Just then, the door slammed open—Dr. Benjamin Quinn rushed out, fell to his knees, and cried, "Your Majesty, it's terrible! Lady Cynthia is hemorrhaging and I can't save her! Please, summon a Spiritual Alchemist immediately!"
Panic flashed across Wendy Zhu's face as she gasped, "Hemorrhaging? How could this happen?"
"I don't know! My skills are limited—please, hurry and call a Spiritual Alchemist!"
"A Spiritual Alchemist..." Wendy Zhu's breathing grew rapid.
If a Spiritual Alchemist comes, will they discover she took abortion medicine?
But if they don't call a Spiritual Alchemist, will Cindy Zhu die?
"Why call a Spiritual Alchemist!" Minister Zhuo declared. "Your Majesty, Grace herself is a Spiritual Alchemist! Let her treat Consort Cindy!"
At this life-or-death moment, Minister Zhuo put his daughter's life above all else.
"Dad! She can't go!" Wendy Zhu blurted out, her voice sharp and frantic. "She hurt Cindy—how can you let her anywhere near her?"
"It definitely wasn't her!" Minister Zhuo insisted. "With Grace's powers, if she wanted to hurt Cindy, she wouldn't need to shove her in public—she could do it with a flick of her finger!"
He knew Grace's cultivation was already at Spirit Master, Eighth Rank.
If she wanted to kill Cindy without anyone noticing, she had a hundred ways to do it!
"No! You can't let her go!" Wendy Zhu shouted, her words laced with panic and accusation. "If you do, Cindy will definitely die at her hands!"
Grace stood there, silent and expressionless.
"Your Majesty, the situation is urgent—let Grace go in and take a look!" Minister Zhuo ignored Wendy Zhu and spoke directly to Colin Gu.
Colin Gu looked at Grace.
Grace looked at Colin Gu.
"Go summon another Spiritual Alchemist," Colin Gu said.