Chapter 10 Bastard Brat of a Bastard

• The two nurses took Xia He away by force. She pulled, she struggled, but they overpowered her. Thinking back on what Gu Zechuan just said, it pained her heart, and soon the pain escalated into a pang as she felt something began to come up. She began to cough. On and on the cough continued, its intensity grew as it went on, without stopping. Blood splattered, around the corners of her mouth, and everywhere else. The two nurses were frightened at the display. Too afraid to take her blood, they simply stood at her sides at a complete loss as to what to do.
• When Gu Zechuan came into the blood donor’s compartment, what came into his eyes is Xia He, kneeling and hunching over on the floor, with her hands covering over her mouth, coughing uncontrollably. Blood drenched her hands, and even now as she coughed, thin mist of blood bursted outward from the gaps between her fingers with each cough. It was a terrifying and horrendous sight.
• "What happened to her?" Gu Zechuan opened his mouth to ask.
• One of the two nurses said, "We have no idea. Mrs. Gu was very worked up, and then she started coughing... coughing blood. Are we still going to take the blood?"
• Gu Zechuan frowned, scrunching his eyebrows as he looked at Xia He, coughing uncontrollably on the ground. Looking at her, a sense of frustration and irritation grew in his heart, until it actually started to hurt. But as soon as he thought that all of it could simply be Xia He’s pretense, all of his feelings transformed into despite. Already she had employed such underhanded tactics just to marry him, Xia He couldn’t possibly be this weak and frail.
• "Take it. Pay no mind to her!" Gu Zechuan said, definite and unfazed.
• Emptiness and sadness filled Xia He’s heart. She had thought that Gu Zechuan would at least ask about her condition, but he didn’t. He simply told the nurses to begin taking her blood.
• He was no longer him. He would never do this to her. The man standing in front of her wasn’t him. ‘Wake up, Xia He. This man is no longer him.’ But everything about him, the way he acted, the habits he had, the look in his eyes, how his voice sounded, everything about him was ever so familiar to her. Finally, tears began rolling down Xia He’s eyes.
• "Tears? Appealing for my sympathy? Let me tell you, Xia He, it won’t work." Gu Zechuan said.
• Xia He felt her blood leaving her. Slowly, the world around her dimmed little by little. Her consciousness began fading.
• "Gu Zechuan, enough, already. Don’t do this." Xia He said, "I’m pregnant, if you keep taking my blood, I’ll die."
• Hearing Xia He’s words, Gu Zechuan’s despite towards her grew and flared. "Xia He, since when did you become this frail? A little bit of your blood and you’re dying already? So what if you’re pregnant? You and I both know who is the father of that bastard brat!"
• His mocking words whipped at Xia He’s heart, time and time again. Adding on to her already severe physical turmoils, drops cold sweat gathered and swelled all over her body and her face.
• "Gu Zechuan, I thought you were merely heartless, but I never have thought that you’d be as inhuman as to call your very own child a bastard’s brat!" Xia He spat through her gritted teeth.
• Looking at Xia He in such pain and suffering, Gu Zechuan thought he’d be happy at finally being able to exact revenge on her. But he never thought that, all of this simply added to the frustrations and irritations in his heart. Looking at this woman, standing ever so arrogant and proud, Gu Zechuan wanted to break every inch of her, her body, her mind, and her soul.
• "Then beg. Beg of me, and I’ll let you go." Gu Zechuan walked over, his tall frame towered above her. He looked down at her, with eyes as cold as ice.
• Beg him?’
• In her heart, Xia He laughed coldly. No, she didn’t think that begging him would do anything. But if this continues and she lost too much blood, it would be hard for her to keep the child within her safe.
• So, Xia He gave in. She lowered her head, and begged Gu Zechuan for mercy. "Gu Zechuan, I beg of you, let me and the child live. He is your flesh and your blood, you cannot do this to him. If you will not trust my words, after the child is born you can have a DNA tests."
• At this moment, the nurses spoke, "President Gu, we have drew 800 c.c. of her blood already. This is already twice the maximum amount a donor can give. We cannot continue this anymore."
• An entire 800 c.c. of blood. Xia He had supplied that snake of woman with an entire 800 c.c. of her own blood. Her heart was filled with feelings of all sorts, anger, frustration, helplessness and humiliation, but, what could she do?