Three months later.
A medicine hall hidden in the market.
The medicine cabinets in the hall stand against the wall, and rows of drawers are neatly labeled with medicine names. The air is filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, which makes people's hearts calm down unconsciously.
Jing Ni was sitting in front of the consultation table, dressed plainly without any extra decoration.
She put her wrist on the pulse pillow and looked at the "white-haired old woman" opposite who was diagnosing her pulse, feeling a little uneasy.
The "white-haired old woman" was about sixty years old, with a kind face, bright eyes, and a kind of gentleness unique to doctors.
She stretched out her skinny fingers and gently placed them on Jing Ni's wrist. She closed her eyes and pressed her fingertips slightly, feeling the beating of her pulse.
After a moment, she withdrew her hand for diagnosing the pulse, opened her eyes, and said with a smile:
"Girl, congratulations, you are going to be a mother."
"When, when... be a mother?"
Although he was mentally prepared, Jing Ni still looked as if he had been struck by lightning.
Her eyes widened slightly and her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word. She let out a dry "uh" in her throat, and then she swallowed it back.
She is a killer, a Net Tianzi first-class killer whose hands are stained with blood, and who even dreams of being on guard against being assassinated, is actually pregnant?
The "white-haired lady" smiled, then turned around, then grabbed the medicine and said:
"Yes, you are going to be a mother."
"Judging from your pulse, you are already three months pregnant."
She placed the medicine on the counter, turned around, and ordered:
"Girl, for the sake of the child in your belly, you must not do any strenuous exercise in the future."
"I will prescribe some anti-fetal medicine for you. You can take it every three days after you go back. Remember not to catch a cold."
Jing Ni Hearing this, he gently covered his lower abdomen with his left hand, tightened his fingertips slightly, and felt the slight bulge through the fabric.
After a long time, she slowly raised her head and looked at the back of the "white-haired lady" who was taking medicine, and her mood became a little complicated.
In Net, she is just a handy tool.
A sword, a knife, a number without a name.
If the organization needs her to kill people, she will kill them.
If the organization needs her to lurk, she will lurk.
She never had the right to choose, and she was never treated as a "person".
Pregnancy will reduce her use value.
A pregnant killer is slow to move, slow to react, easily detected, and prone to mistakes.
If something goes wrong while performing the mission because of her pregnancy, what awaits her will be a disaster.
What should I do? Should I remove the child?
She lowered her head and looked at her belly, where a life was growing quietly.
If this child is taken away, will she still have the chance to be a mother in this life?
Will she still have the chance to experience the feeling of being needed and relied on?
If she was born, how should I take care of her and teach her?
Let her become an emotionless killer like him?
For a moment, Jing Ni was heartbroken.
The pain did not come from the body, but from a deeper place, from the place called "heart" that she had suppressed for too long and was almost unable to beat.
"Girl..."
I don't know how much time passed, but the "white-haired lady" had already grabbed all the medicine and wrapped it up.
She wrapped the medicine into a square package with a piece of clean yellow paper, then tied it tightly with a fine hemp rope and tied it with a knot.
She gently pushed the medicine to Jing Ni's side and asked with a smile:
"You are such a pretty girl, so your husband's family must be from a famous family, right?"
"When you get back, you must say goodbye properly and let your husband's family be happy for you."
"Haha..."
Jing Ni chuckled. There was no joy in that smile, only an indescribable bitterness.
She picked up the wrapped medicine, took out a gold coin from her purse and put it on the table.
"Grandma, there's no need to look for it. The extra money can be considered as the wedding money I gave you."
After saying that, she stood up, smoothed back her loose hair, then turned and walked towards the outside of the medicine hall.
The "white-haired lady" looked at Jing Ni's leaving figure and slowly shook her head.
Time flies.
A thunderstorm night.
It was as if a huge hole had been torn in the sky, and heavy rain poured down from the hole, covering the whole world in a white mist.
Lightning tore apart the night sky from time to time, illuminating the sky and the earth, and then was swallowed up by darkness.
Thunder exploded overhead and rumbled across the sky, making people's eardrums buzz.
Jing Ni held a long sword and walked quickly across the chain bridge.
The other side.
It rains heavily.
The raindrops were like thin silver threads, falling from the sky, glowing with a fine sheen in the dim skylight.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Jing Ni looked at the body lying on the ground in a pool of blood, and there was a trace of doubt on the face behind the mask.
"He's dead?"
Just then, footsteps sounded.
"Who?!"
Jing Ni immediately crossed his sword in front of him, lowered his body slightly, shifted his center of gravity back, and made a standard warning posture.
The tip of the sword shone with a cold light in the rain, and her vigilant eyes were reflected on the sword.
The figure walked slowly from the rain curtain, holding an umbrella and walking calmly and steadily.
He walked up to Jing Ni, stopped, turned his head slightly, and looked at her.
"Are you pregnant?" His voice was gentle and calm. "Your heartbeat contains another heartbeat. It is very weak, but it is beautiful."
"Is that you?" Jing Ni asked in surprise as he recognized the person.
The tip of her sword drooped slightly, but the vigilance in her eyes did not completely dissipate.
Her eyes wandered over his face, as if confirming something, or judging whether he had bad intentions.
"I happened to be passing by." Zhao Linchuan replied in an indifferent tone. He cast his gaze on Jing Ni's lower abdomen, "Whose? As a killer, do you also have love?"
Jing Ni Hearing this, he narrowed his eyes and subconsciously tightened his grip on the sword.
Her eyes became sharp and her lips pursed slightly, as if she was suppressing something.
"You seem angry?"
Zhao Linchuan took off his robe, then walked to Jing Ni, and naturally put the robe on her shoulders.
The robe fell on her shoulders, blocking the cold rain.
"Don't you consider abandoning her?" His voice softened a bit, "The child in your belly may inherit your beauty, but do you want her to inherit your destiny?"
He looked into her eyes, as if he could see through her struggle at a glance.
"Your target this time is dead. Leave."
After saying that, Zhao Linchuan said no more, turned around and walked towards the rain.
After Zhao Linchuan left, Jing Ni rubbed her belly in a daze. Her eyes fell on his retreating back. She was silent for a moment, and then walked back the way she came in silence.