Upon hearing that it was difficult to give birth, Meng Jiaojiao's legs spun even more uncontrollably.
"If there is a decision to be made, and a child's life is at stake, what will happen if His Highness is not around?"
Fang Chuyu couldn't wait: "If he doesn't show up today, the mother and son inside will have nothing to do with him in the future. I'll go find my parents and let them think of a solution."
As he said this, he was about to run away, but Meng Jiaojiao kicked him in the back: "Don't come here and get messed up!"
After saying that, he also walked towards the door, shouting at Mufeng: "Get your horses ready, I'm going into the palace!"
Fang Chuyu fell to the ground, got up hurriedly, and rushed out again: "Just wait, my parents will definitely be able to do something!"
Song Zidu and Meng Ke, who stayed where they were, looked at each other, feeling inexplicably that they were useless.
Meng Ke raised his voice and said: "Asu! How is it?"
I didn't hear He Yunchu's voice again for a while, but it was best to make sure nothing happened.
"I'll give her some ginseng soup, Xiaochu has no strength anymore."
Zhao Su's voice was filled with tears and her breath was unsteady.
Meng Ke couldn't stand it anymore, he stamped the ground angrily.
"No, Jiaojiao has always acted impulsively. I'm afraid she might stir up some trouble. I have to go and see if something really happened to His Highness."
Normally, His Highness's affection for He Yunchu is obvious. Today, even if he was granted a marriage, he shouldn't let go of this place.
"A Su, take good care of Xiaochu. I'll ask Meng Xi to come over and take care of him first. If you have any important questions, just go to him directly!"
"Hey General!"
Only Song Zi stood there.
But as a foreigner, he couldn't help even if he wanted to.
I didn't know what to do, so I could only run around in circles.
He Yunchu in the room seemed to have gathered some strength, but the heartbreaking voice became more and more uncomfortable.
My whole heart was clenched in one place.
There is not much in the courtyard, but the servants are the most numerous.
Everyone in Liuxiufang rushed over, and the girls hurried into the inner room.
After a while, the sounds of suppressed crying were heard from everywhere. It was probably the first time they had witnessed a woman giving birth to a child, and they couldn't help it.
"Sister He, don't be afraid. It's okay. You'll be fine in a while."
"Wipe away sister He's sweat, quickly!"
"Hold my hand. It's okay. I can bear the pain. Just squeeze it hard."
All in all, it was noisy and noisy.
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Outside the house, under the wall.
In the hidden shade of a tree, a man in green clothes stepped out from the side door of the house. He was dressed as a servant of He Yunchu Garden!
He bowed and saluted a man under the tree: "Master."
"Why is it difficult to give birth?" The man who was called master lowered his voice: "Didn't you say that the fetal appearance will make the birth go smoothly?"
"I don't know why, but it's a mess inside. I'm afraid if we continue like this, Wei Siyun will really arrive."
Half of the man's face was exposed, and he couldn't see clearly under the shade of the trees.
He took out a fine carved wooden box from his sleeve and put it into the hands of the servant: "Find a way to get Po Wen to feed her, and you have to do it quickly."
The servant took it and hurried away again.
The courtyard was still in a mess, so the servant found a maid. After a few words of explanation, the maid came into the house with a basin of hot water.
While Po Wen was sweating anxiously, she quietly lowered her body and passed the pills she took out from the wooden box into Po Wen's hands.
The two people's eyes only met for a moment, and the metaphor was self-evident.
However, no matter Zhao Su, Sister Xiang, or Mei'er Xiao Liu'er who came from behind, they all focused on He Yunchu.
He didn't notice the secret actions of the two people at all.
Po Wen grabbed the medicine in her hand, calmed her mind and said, "There is no other way. I can only risk giving Miss Qi a medicine. This medicine can speed up production, but it also has side effects."
Zhao Su's face was covered with sweat and he asked urgently: "What medicine?"
Po Wen revealed the medicine: "It's difficult for Miss Qi to give birth now. There's no other way. I've been delivering babies for decades, and I've encountered dozens if not hundreds of difficult births. I've also fed them to people before."
This Wen Po was indeed quite famous in Fufeng City. He Yunchu had just summoned her to the house early at that time and was waiting for her.
Now He Yunchu was biting a piece of white cloth in her mouth, exerting too much force, which made her whole body extremely weak.
She took two big breaths and said to Po Wen, "I, I will smell it."
Po Wen hurriedly handed it over.
This is indeed real medicine, made from a collection of various herbs.
He Yunchu didn't smell any poison ingredients.
Although she didn't dare to believe it, she really didn't have the strength anymore.
I took one last look at the door, but there was still no movement of the door being pushed open.
She was so excited that she bit the medicine from Po Wen's hand, chewed it twice and swallowed it dry.
"Listen to me, mother." She calmed down and tried to stay awake: "If you still can't give birth later, you can do a caesarean section for me."
What!?
"Caesarean section?!" Sister Xiang shouted: "How is that possible? There has been no reason for caesarean section since ancient times. You are willing to risk your life for the sake of your child!"
Zhao Su also had a solemn look on her face. She grabbed He Yunchu's hand and said, "You must not do this. Don't think wildly. You will be fine."
As she spoke, she shed tears.
It is said that when a woman gives birth to a child, she goes to the gate of hell. Isn’t He Yunchu just one foot in the gate of hell now?
"No -" He Yunchu struggled to speak and could only focus on the key points: "I'll teach you, you can find a way to prevent me from fainting... then, I'll teach you how to operate."
Although there are a hundred conditions that do not allow it, if you really get to the end, it will not work without dissection.
She was pregnant for ten months, not to die on the delivery bed!
Meier was frightened and kept crying: "How could this happen? Why is it so difficult for you to have a baby?"
From the first pregnancy to the present day delivery.
How many times has He Yunchu been on the line between life and death?
"It's okay." He Yunchu was so hurt that he couldn't speak: "It'll be okay, mother, let them prepare knives and needles."
She was determined, and it was impossible for Zhao Su to refute her idea at this time.
What's more, she is a doctor and has some experience with this, but she has never experienced a caesarean section.
She asked people to arrange things according to the specifications for cleaning up serious injuries.
But He Yunchu seemed to have gained strength again because of that pill, and even the pain in his body had eased.
Is it possible that there are really two brushes on this Wen Po?
"Miss Qi, use more force. Once I see my feet, I will drag him out with the help of human power. Use more force!"
He Yunchu clenched the brocade quilt on the tight side with both hands until his veins popped out: "Ah!!!!!!!"
There is a constant feeling of bloating in the lower abdomen. As the force goes down, the entire bones of the lower body feel like they are being stretched open.
pain!
It hurts so much!
She seemed to be able to hear the sound of her own bones cracking.
"It hurts so much." The moment he lost strength, something seemed to be squeezed out of the body.
Immediately, He Yunchu only had time to catch a glimpse of the little baby covered in blood that Wen Po was holding.
His whole body was only as big as one of Wen Po's arms, and a patch of red flashed across his little feet, and then He Yunchu lost consciousness.
"Xiaochu!"
"Sister He!"
"Hey, ancestors!" This chapter has been completed!