The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Chapter 239 Is Ye Chen beyond saving?

"Let her be... Wan Ning, don't worry... trust Wan'er..."

Having experienced countless trials and tribulations and witnessed much love, hate, and grudges in the world, Lu Chenyan had a rather open-minded view of such matters.

He knew that matters of the heart were beyond the control of outsiders; only the parties involved could experience and understand them.

"Sigh..." Lu Wanning couldn't help but sigh, her sigh filled with heartache for her daughter and worry about the unknown.

"Ugh……"

The others also sighed, and the entire village was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere, as if even the air itself had become oppressive.

Time flies, and three days later...

Inside the laboratory, Dongfang Wan'er stared intently at the progress bar on the computer screen, which was now 99% complete.

Her hands were clenched tightly together, her knuckles turning white, her heart filled with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

"It's finally almost done..."

She murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly.

As the progress bar slowly filled the entire screen, the words "100%" came into view.

"Beep beep beep..."

The instrument that replicated the spiritual spring water also started beeping merrily, as if announcing a victory.

Soon, a small porcelain bottle slowly rose up, emitting a faint halo under the soft light.

"Success! The semi-finished spiritual spring water is a success..."

Tears of excitement welled up in Dongfang Wan'er's eyes. Her efforts had finally paid off, and Ye Jiuchen finally had a glimmer of hope.

Dongfang Wan'er couldn't wait to leave the space. As soon as she opened the door, she saw everyone standing quietly at the door, their faces filled with concern and expectation.

"Miss, would you like some water?"

Qiuqin felt heartbroken looking at Dongfang Wan'er's chapped lips and quickly handed her a cup of warm water that she had prepared beforehand.

These past few days, Dongfang Wan'er has been focusing all her energy on replicating the spiritual spring water, without eating, drinking, or sleeping, and she has become quite haggard.

"it is good…"

Dongfang Wan'er glanced gratefully at Qiuqin, picked up the cup, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp. The warm water flowed down her parched throat, bringing her a sense of comfort.

"Let's go save Ye Jiuchen! There's hope for him!"

A flame of hope rekindled in Dongfang Wan'er's eyes, and she hurried along, eager to run towards Ye Jiuchen.

"Miss... Waaaaaah..."

Qiuqin could no longer hold back, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The cries were filled with sorrow and despair, causing Dongfang Wan'er's heart to sink.

"What's wrong... Ye Jiuchen..."

Dongfang Wan'er's voice changed tone, a strong fear surged in her heart, and her steps quickened, running towards Ye Jiuchen's room as fast as a gust of wind.

"Wan'er, you've come... Sigh... I'm so sorry to Rouhua..."

The doctor looked exhausted and dejected, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had aged ten years overnight.

"Rouhua, don't worry, I'll come and join you after Xiao Jiuzi dies!"

The divine physician Dan muttered to himself, his voice filled with self-blame and regret.

Dongfang Wan'er rushed into the room and immediately saw Ye Jiuchen lying lifeless on the bed.

Her body trembled slightly as she slowly stepped forward, reaching out to check Ye Jiuchen's breath, but she couldn't feel a breath at all. When she checked his pulse, it had stopped beating.

Her mind went blank, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"No...it's impossible, I don't believe it!"

Dongfang Wan'er shook her head frantically, tears streaming down her face like broken beads.

"No, no, Ye Jiuchen, get up, get up... You said you would protect me... We're not married yet, we're not even together. How could you..."

Her voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be torn from the depths of her heart.

"Wan'er..."

Lu Wanning stood aside, her heart aching as she watched her daughter's heartbroken state.

She wanted to go forward to comfort her daughter and pull her out of this immense grief, but her legs seemed to be frozen in place, and she couldn't take a step.

"Ah... Ye Jiuchen, why didn't you wait for me? I even copied the Spirit Spring Water! Why didn't you wait for me!"

Dongfang Wan'er's eyes were filled with despair and resentment. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she hurriedly wiped away her tears, and frantically took out the precious spiritual spring water from her bosom. She carefully brought it to Ye Jiuchen's lips, wanting to feed it to him.

However, the spiritual spring water was not fed into his mouth at all. Instead, it slowly slid down Ye Jiuchen's lips and dripped onto the white sheets, leaving a water stain.

"Drink it. Ye Jiuchen, you'll come back to life if you drink the spiritual spring water, drink it..."

Dongfang Wan'er was extremely anxious, her voice carrying a hint of pleading.

Seeing that she couldn't get the spirit spring water to go, she made a snap decision and took a sip of the spirit spring water herself!

She slowly leaned down, bringing her mouth close to Ye Jiuchen's, gently prying open his teeth, and slowly feeding him the spiritual spring water...

Just when everyone was in despair, a miracle quietly descended like a ray of dawn in the darkness.

With trembling hands, Dongfang Wan'er slowly fed Ye Jiuchen the spiritual spring water that carried everyone's last hope.

The spiritual spring water swirled between Ye Jiuchen's lips and teeth, and then, surprisingly, he swallowed it little by little.

"He drank it!"

Dongfang Wan'er exclaimed in surprise. She slowly moved away from Ye Jiuchen's lips, her gaze fixed on his lips, as if afraid that the spiritual spring water would flow out again.

However, no, Ye Jiuchen had successfully drunk all the spiritual spring water.

"Wan'er, are you alright?"

Everyone's attention was drawn to Dongfang Wan'er's shout, but they did not realize that the spirit spring water had been successfully fed into her.

They took it as Dongfang Wan'er making a last, futile struggle. Although they felt a pang of pity, they could only watch silently and let her go.

"Did you see that? Ye Jiuchen drank all the spiritual spring water!"

Dongfang Wan'er excitedly raised her head, her eyes sparkling with joy, and loudly announced the good news to everyone.

"Wan'er, your mother is very worried about you. The Ninth Prince has passed away..."

Looking at her daughter's overjoyed expression, Lu Wanning felt a pang of worry and heartache. She felt she had to make Dongfang Wan'er face the harsh reality and stop letting her indulge in unrealistic expectations and self-deception.

"No, Mother, Ye Jiuchen really drank the spiritual spring water! Let's wait a little longer, Ye Jiuchen will definitely come back to life!"

Dongfang Wan'er spoke urgently, her voice filled with unwavering determination.

In her heart, Ye Jiuchen would surely break free from the shackles of death and return to her side.

"Wan'er, listen to your mother. Go and rest now. You're tired, you need to rest!"

Lu Wanning tried to persuade her daughter earnestly, as she couldn't bear to see her daughter so exhausted yet still stubbornly staying here.

"No, I will stay by Ye Jiuchen's side. He will definitely wake up!"