On the eve of Christmas, the village river was infected with bacteria. The whole village was suffering from uremia, blood vessels burst, and they were all dying.

My fiancé, who was the only person in charge of the special medicine, finally agreed to bring me the medicine after I begged him repeatedly.

But when the patient was critically ill and urgently needed life-saving medicine, Joseph Grove suddenly said he had something to do and broke his promise.

I stood at the door of the intensive care unit at a loss and watched fifty-six cold bodies being pushed out.

Because my parents were critically ill again, I called Joseph to ask for medicine, but I heard the voice of Norah Jones who had grown up with Joseph.

"Joseph is at my house, what's wrong?"

I asked, "Why is he there? Where's the medicine?"

Joseph grabbed the phone.

He said impatiently, "Why are you yelling? They won't die without the medicine for one day. I'll send it to you tomorrow."

But they would indeed die if he delayed for one more hour.

On that day, the seventy-two bodies in the village all lay neatly in the morgue.

"Ms. Milton, if you can't bring the medicine soon, we can only watch more patients die."

The attending doctor looked tired.

In just three hours, fifty-six bodies had been pushed out.

They were the elder and children in the village.

The morgue was almost full of cold corpses.

But the death toll was still mounting.

Without the specific medicine, they couldn't stop such a severe disease.

My face turned pale, and I suddenly gathered myself and nodded repeatedly.

"The medicine will be here soon, very soon..."

Would the medicine come?

I didn't even dare to think about it.

There were hundreds of missed calls on my phone.

Joseph, who was supposed to deliver the special medicine five hours ago, disappeared with the special medicine.

Fifty-six lives were tragically lost.

But the medicine was already in Yoveet...

But I didn't have time to be sad, because another group of people started to be critically ill.

I clutched the phone tightly and called Joseph over and over again. The pain in my abdomen caused by nervousness made me curl up and sweat. For the first time, I felt that I was so close to death.

I thought I was dying.

But the call was answered, and Norah's voice was heard.

"Joseph is at my house, what's wrong?"

I was so angry that I shouted out.

"Shouldn't he have sent the medicine here now? Why is he with you now?"

There was silence on the other end for a while, and soon someone else answered the call. It was Joseph.

He sounded calm, with a hint of impatience.

"Why are you yelling at Norah? I can't deliver it today because I have something else to do. They won't die without the medicine for a day. I'll deliver it tomorrow."

"Do you think they won't die?"

I burst into tears and almost begged him.

"Joseph, the doctor said my parents are dying and they need this special medicine immediately. You don't have to deliver it yourself, you can ask your assistant..."

Before I could finish my words, Joseph interrupted me impatiently.

"My assistant is busy, so he can't send it."

But I called his assistant ten minutes ago, and his assistant told me he was in Yoveet.

But I didn't have time to question Joseph, so I gave in again.

"Then tell me where the medicine is and I'll get it myself. Please, they're dying soon."

But Joseph doubted me.

"Mia, are you trying to trick me again? Now you even use your parents' illness to try to figure out my whereabouts. You're crazy."

I was stunned for a long while, unable to believe it.

It turned out that I was so vicious in Joseph's eyes.

"Joseph, why is the baby not moving? Is he going to die?"

Norah's voice sounded sad. Joseph ignored me and quickly held Norah in his arms and comforted her.

"It's okay, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

I never heard him speak so gently.

But I quickly destroyed this warm atmosphere.

"Joseph, I'm pregnant. If you don't give me the medicine, I will die with the child."

The child was the only thing I had that could restrain Joseph.

There was silence for ten seconds, but it felt like a century had passed to me.

Finally, Joseph said angrily, "You'd better not lie to me."

Then, I received a message.

There was an address.

The doctor said the patient could die at any time.

I didn't have time to care about anything else but went to the address.

I knew this place very well because it was Joseph's residence. Every time I asked the assistant about Joseph's whereabouts, I always heard this address.

But this was my first time to be there.

Because this place was for Norah to live in, I was not qualified to be there.

The house was bright and spacious. Photos of Norah were hung in the hall, with a photo of the two of them in the center.

In the picture, Joseph held Norah in his arms and looked gentle.

But when he looked at me, he looked cold.

"The pregnancy test stick is on the table. Have a test. If you lie to me, you won't get any medicine in the future."

I couldn't believe it.

"Don't you trust me?"

Joseph snorted coldly.

"Don't act like you are wronged. You have lied to me numerous times."

What did he mean?

A year ago, the whole village suddenly suffered from uremia. I asked him for medicine again and again and saved my family's lives.

My families were admitted to the intensive care unit and were dying, but Joseph thought that I had lied to him because my family didn't die.

He thought I was using my family's lives to restrain him.

I tried hard to explain, but I couldn't speak anything.

I had explained to him numerous times.

But Joseph never listened to me.

I was here to ask for medicine, so I didn't care about Joseph's thoughts.

The pregnancy test stick could produce results in just five minutes.

Without hesitation, I grabbed it and ran to the bathroom, not wanting to waste any time.

As soon as I came out, he saw Norah crying heartbrokenly with the fish tank in her hands.

"Joseph, this goldfish has been with me for half a year. I can't bear to see it die."

Joseph's eyes were filled with pain.

"Hold on a little longer. Five hours ago, the doctor told me that we should just wait and that it would be fine soon. Once she finishes the test, I'll take you for a follow-up checkup."

I suddenly realized something.

Five hours ago, Joseph had already landed safely in Yoveet with the special medicine.

But he turned around and left mercilessly because of a phone call.

I thought he had something important to do.

It turned out that Norah's goldfish was sick.

Could it be that fifty-six lives were less important than a fish in Joseph's eyes?

"Is this why you abandoned our entire village?"

I questioned him.

But Joseph looked at me in disbelief.

"Mia, why are you so cold-blooded? Don't animals' lives matter?"

I was so angry that I almost laughed, but for a moment I didn't know how to refute him.

This was one of the countless ridiculous that Joseph did for Norah.

I closed my eyes, feeling an overwhelming sense of despair.

Joseph looked at me with a disheartened expression and frowned unconsciously.

"Are you crazy?"

My phone beeped, which meant five minutes were up.

I suppressed my anger, knowing that I shouldn't hold him responsible now.

My parents were still in the hospital waiting for my medicine.

The pregnancy test stick showed that I was pregnant.

Joseph's eyebrows softened instantly, and his fingertips trembled, showing his excitement at the moment.

He looked up and signaled to the bodyguard. The bodyguard soon understood and took out the special medicine I had been dreaming of.

For the first time ever, Joseph wanted to escort me back.

Suddenly, Norah cried out.

"Joseph, after you have a baby, will you abandon me?"

Joseph paused.

He spoke softly, "No, it's just that Mia is pregnant with my child..."

"But what if the child is not yours?"

After Norah finished speaking, she pretended to stagger and covered her mouth tightly.

She said with a pale face, "I said the wrong thing. Mia is definitely devoted to you and it's impossible for her to have an affair with Mr. Morgan. Don't take my words seriously."

Stephen Morgan was my superior, and we often worked on projects together, but we had no special relationship.

Joseph's face was gloomy, and he looked at me with suspicion and surprise in his eyes.

My whole body was cold, and my hands and feet were heavy.

I asked with trembling lips, "Joseph, don't you trust me?"

Joseph looked away for a few seconds and instructed his bodyguard.

"Please ask Dr. Owen to come and do amniocentesis."

I was shocked.

Joseph had no trust in me at all.

It meant that he doubted my character and condemned my morality. It was equal to slapping me hard in the face, stripping me naked, and throwing me on the street.

There was a loud sound. I slapped Joseph on the face.

"You bastard!"

I cursed coldly, snatched the medicine from the bodyguard, and walked out.

After being humiliated, I should have made a big fuss, and thrown the inspection report hard in Joseph's face to prove myself.

But I couldn't do it.

My parents were still critically ill in the hospital.

They couldn't afford to wait any longer.

Just now the doctor warned me again that my parents were dying.

I had already lost fifty-six relatives. I couldn't lose my parents...

But before I could take a few steps, I was pinned to the ground by the bodyguard.

"Do you feel guilty and want to run away?"

Joseph looked sinister.

"Joseph, let me go!"

Joseph remained indifferent and dialed the doctor's number.

The bodyguard tied me up in restraints, and the special medicine was scattered all over the floor. I struggled desperately but to no avail.

The life-saving medicine!

Joseph saw through my intention and stepped on the medicine with one foot. With a dull sound, the small glass bottle shattered into pieces, and the medicine spilled all over the floor.

"No!"

I begged desperately without self-esteem.

"I was wrong, Joseph. Can you let me send the medicine to my parents first? I will cooperate with the inspection, or you can ask the bodyguard to take the medicine there. Please..."

The needle was pushed into my vein, and the sedative quickly took effect. I reached out and grabbed the people in front of me, begging desperately.

"Medicine, please take the medicine..."

Everything went dark before my eyes, and my heartbeat stopped.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw an empty room.

I was unconscious for three hours.

The restraints on my hands had been untied, but the slightest movement caused a sharp pain in my stomach.

They did an amniocentesis on me...

But I didn't care about all that. I picked up the special medicine on the ground and ran to the hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital with bruises all over my body, I handed the medicine to the doctor.

The doctor just said angrily to me, "What's the point of sending it now? It's too late! You should be here an hour earlier."

I sat down on the ground dejectedly, crying my heart out.

Sixteen more cold corpses appeared in the cold morgue.

Suddenly, I felt a pain in my abdomen, and bright red blood flowed between my legs.

My child.

Did that mean I was also going to lose my child?

I struggled hard, but to no avail.

I couldn't see anything.

I vomited blood all over the floor in the morgue, and the doctor said that my health was poor and I needed to be hospitalized.

I refused and started to deal with the funeral affairs of the entire village.

I carried the seventy-two bodies back to the village where almost no one survived.

This place used to be quiet and peaceful, but overnight it turned into a living hell.

I stayed quietly at the entrance of the village for a long time. When I was about to go back to the cemetery, I suddenly saw Joseph and Norah.

"Joseph, I have been wanting this piece of land for a long time. I didn't expect you to give it to me."

Norah was holding an urn in her arms and sounded excited.

I wanted to go around them, but Joseph had already seen me.

He paused slightly and unconsciously frowned as if I was committing some terrible crime to appear here.

"Why are you here?"

"Shouldn't I be the one asking this? You are not welcome here, get out!"

My tone was unfriendly and filled with hatred.

Norah took a step forward.

"Mia, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to not bring you medicine that day. It's just that Little Goldfish is sick and has to go to the hospital."

I sneered, and my contempt was evident in my words.

What's the point of saying this?

The person is already dead; it doesn't matter.

I raised my hand and knocked over the urn in her arms.

"I didn't knock it over on purpose, it's just that my hands were shaking, and I had to step on it."

I coldly followed her words and crushed the ashes hard, pressing them into the soil.

"Mia, what are you doing?!"

Joseph protected Norah behind him as always, as if he had bullied her.

I used to argue and explain things to him, but now, I don't even have the desire to talk to him.

"Go away now. I feel sick just by looking at you."

It seemed that my disgusted expression hurt Joseph, and he looked a little dazed.

Then his tone softened a little:

"Mia, don't be crazy, the results of the amniocentesis are out..."