Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 237: A Coffin Lid Can’t Cover a Mother’s Love

Unfortunately, the surroundings were empty, and Cheng Xiaoxiao walked for a long time without finding a suitable spot.

As the night grew deeper, time gradually passed.

"Host, how about here? Even if someone sees the light, they won’t know who it is. It’s remote enough."

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked around and noticed the slope ahead was higher, "I’ll go behind the slope!"

After finding a good place, she took out the Space Transmitter borrowed from the system, pressed the button, and with a flash of white light, Cheng Xiaoxiao disappeared from the spot.

The person in rotation adapted well this time, even if they were dizzy, their thoughts could still function.

This time she was likely teleported to a dark forest, so she needed to stay calm, unlike the silly act last time that amused 77 at her expense, damaging her image.

Unfortunately, while the ideal is plump, reality is bony.

Prepared to face any scenario, Cheng Xiaoxiao kept imagining possible unforeseen situations.

After a wave of spatial fluctuations, amidst pitch blackness.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was confused; she felt a momentary weightlessness, it should have landed, so why couldn’t she see her hand in front of her face?

"77, did something unexpected happen halfway?"

A bad feeling surged to her forehead.

"Where is this?"

Wait, what’s this soft thing beneath her? It’s like she’s pressing against something.

While groping...

Soon she touched smooth material, and beneath it felt like a human arm. Before Cheng Xiaoxiao could react, a ghostly system voice sounded, "Host, you are now... inside a coffin."

"What, ah......"

A piercing scream.

Nearly shattering the coffin lid.

Cheng Xiaoxiao’s mind went blank, unable to think. She was inside a coffin, lying face-to-face with a dead person. Although she couldn’t see it, she could imagine the scene, making her hair stand on end, adrenaline soaring.

Pictures from Grandpa Lin’s Maoshan zombie film automatically surfaced in her mind, her entire body tingling, the sinister and terrifying atmosphere filled up.

After what felt like a long time!

A trembling sobbing voice sounded, "I don’t want to do this anymore... boo hoo hoo!"

This time it truly scared her. She wanted to go home.

She had just managed to overcome the fear of killing with a knife and facing severed limbs without gagging.

But things that pop out after death genuinely terrified her.

It’s a fear engraved in her bones.

She remembered those high school years when ghost films were especially popular: Mountain Village Corpse, Ghostly Walls, and powerful zombie films.

In the dormitory, a few sisters hid under the covers watching them together, screaming incessantly, which attracted the dormitory supervisor, thinking something had happened.

But it was just self-induced fear.

They were reprimanded, returned to the dormitory sheepishly, didn’t dare to turn off the lights, didn’t dare to close their eyes or sleep, yet a few days later couldn’t help but watch again.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, lost in various thoughts, was pulled back to reality by the system’s words.

"Host, she’s dead!" The system, feeling helpless, didn’t expect such a strong reaction from the host.

"Boo hoo hoo, are you sure she won’t suddenly sit up?" Her hands holding herself up were trembling, almost unable to hold on.

"No, according to scans, this woman has no vital signs, but the child in her belly is still alive."

"What..."

Hearing the system’s words, Cheng Xiaoxiao was deeply shaken. No wonder she felt something pressing against her abdomen, even if she braced her body, she couldn’t avoid touching it.

Could it be that the person needing rescue is this woman’s unborn child?

This seems so mystical!

She had never been a midwife; last time when her sister-in-law gave birth to a hundred children, she only offered moral support, never personally assisted in birth!

Moreover, it’s delivering a baby from a dead person, no, that’s not even delivering, she was terrified to death.

It should be direct cesarean section.

"Host, hurry up, the baby won’t hold on for long."

"But I don’t know how to perform a cesarean section, I’m afraid if I cut carelessly, I’ll harm the child inside!" In the cramped and terrifying space, Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn’t calm her frenzied mind.

After much consoling from the system, she managed to calm down slightly.

It seemed like she could only treat this without regard for the outcome.

Take a deep breath!

Breathe again.

Think first about what things are needed.

After pondering for a while, she didn’t take things out recklessly, knowing that it mustn’t be clean in here.

She first took out a handkerchief to cover the mother’s face, silently chanting in her heart: Sorry, sorry, I’m doing this to save your child; please don’t suddenly resurrect, or my hands will tremble, hurting your child wouldn’t be good.

After covering the face with a handkerchief, Cheng Xiaoxiao sighed in relief, then dared to take out the flashlight. She hadn’t dared to earlier, afraid of seeing that scene. Everyone knows it, even living people can be scared to death under a flashlight’s strong light, not to mention a real dead person.

The scene was too intense to imagine.

The flashlight’s beam illuminated the narrow dark space, and looking at the bulging belly in front of her, Cheng Xiaoxiao carefully moved aside, accidentally bumping her head against the coffin’s top.

This place was too cramped, the task too daunting! It felt impossible to perform well.

Bending her body, not caring anymore, she took out scissors, cutting away the woman’s luxurious clothes to reveal the white abdomen, faint blue veins crisscrossing underneath the skin.

The scissors were cleaned with disinfectant alcohol, she put on sterile gloves, then pressed on the abdomen and directly cut down at the softer spot.

Don’t look at how stable her hands are, internally she was panicking to an extreme.

A tiny life was in her hands, whether it lived depended on her skillful hands, under such pressure, she was already breaking into a sweat.

Perhaps because the woman had not been dead long, the cut skin still seeped some dark red blood, the snipping sound on flesh was exceptionally jarring in the silent coffin, making her adrenaline surge uncontrollably, yet her hands remained steady, cutting open the inner flesh membrane, then the uterine membrane encasing the child.

In her mind, she ceaselessly repeated: Saving one life is better than building a seventh-level solitaire, saving one life is better than building a seventh-level solitaire.

Only then could her inner agitation not show in her hands.

Finally, amidst blood and flesh, she revealed a small flesh bundle. She hurriedly held the child’s head with both hands, gently pulling upwards, and the baby fell into her hands.

The child still had faint breathing, but was suffocated too long in the belly, with a somewhat bluish purplish complexion.

After a good cleaning, she tidied up the blood and dirt.

She gently patted the baby’s back, but it didn’t cry out.

Then she cleaned the baby’s mouth, examined for any anomalies on its body, massaged key acupoints for circulation, undergoing another round of hassle.

Fortunately, the baby could breathe autonomously after coming out, recovering some vital signs. After emergency rescue, its heartbeat grew stronger. Cheng Xiaoxiao continued softly patting the baby’s back, gently murmuring words over and over.

"Little baby, be good, look at your mother, how she wanted you to live, you must be strong.

Even at her last moments, she didn’t want to give up on you. Come, cry once and let your mother hear it, to console her in heaven."

At this moment, Cheng Xiaoxiao’s eyes were dry and itchy because after turning on the flashlight, she noticed many scratch marks on the coffin lid’s top, stained with blood, with faintly written words, "Please, heaven, save my child, I wish not to have a next life."