"Ruling the World" Homo: Good Looks and Good Doctors Author: Long Kong kind_red

"Still can't be born?" In the backyard of the Xuzhou Prefecture, Lord Cai Yu Cai stood outside the delivery room, looked at the stable woman Zhang who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, and asked with a blue face.

"Master Mingjian, the little boy's head is so big, and now it's stuck, and it's common for it to be more strenuous." Zhang replied in a low voice. Facing the supreme governor of a state, although she was respectful, she was not panicked, and her demeanor was quite calm.

"But it's been two hours." The surrounding maids were busy going in and out, Cai Xi listened to the painful moans of his concubine in the delivery room, suppressed his anger, and asked in a low voice.

"Sir, please rest assured. I've seen it older than that. Zhang lowered his head and followed his eyes, and replied respectfully and professionally. As the oldest qualified woman in the state with the highest success rate, she is also used to seeing all kinds of anxious fathers, and she is also experienced in dealing with them. The old man in front of him can be regarded as an old man, and it is not strange that he is in a hurry.

"Is it really a brat?" Cai Xi's voice was lowered.

"......" Zhang's expression was obviously sluggish, probably because he felt that at this time, Master Cai was still concerned about these issues, which was a little ruthless. But if you assassinate Master Shi, she still has to go back. "Sour men and hot women, I heard that during pregnancy, the little lady loves sour, and most of them are a little boy."

waved his hand angrily, letting Zhang return to the delivery room to work, and Cai Xi and Cai Tingshi continued to pace back and forth in the courtyard.

"It's been half an hour, why haven't you come out yet?" Looking at the Zhang family kneeling in front of him, Cai Xi felt that his anger was about to be uncontrollable.

"The little lady is frail, and the little boy's head is really big. The old man came to tell the old man, I'm afraid I'm going to move the pliers. Zhang kowtowed, but said calmly.

"Don't worry, the old man has delivered hundreds of babies in the past ten years, and I have seen more dangerous than this, the old man and the little lady are auspicious, and they will definitely be safe."

"Pliers?" Cai Xi seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous insect, his face turned white and black, and he almost jumped up. "You're going to move the pliers? Then move, then move, why should I tell this official about such a woman's affairs? ”

"The rules in this world are like this, so naturally I have to tell the eldest master." Zhang replied without humility or arrogance. "Don't worry, my old body has made no mistake in moving this pliers."

"Just move, just move." Cai Tingshi waved his hand like a fly, trying to drive Zhang back to the delivery room. But Chang refused to move, but carefully opened a floral wrap on his back, and took out a pair of silver pliers and a portrait made of white cloth.

Under the stunned gaze of Master Cai, Zhang carefully hung the portrait in front of the delivery room. The portrait depicts a young man in a green coat, with a plain appearance and an expressionless face, which is both familiar and hateful.

"You! This! "Master Cai really jumped up this time, pointed to the portrait, and screamed in disappointment." This is ......! ”

"The true image of this Yukun real person." Zhang was shocked, and hurriedly pulled down the right hand of Cai Xiao's halberd finger portrait. "He is also the contemporary patriarch of our midwives. Sir, don't be rude. ”

Cai Yu took a closer look, and there was indeed a line of small vertical words on the right side of the portrait: "Yukun is a real person." The anger in my heart seemed to burn the portrait in front of me to ashes.

"Of course I know that he is Han Yukun. But my wife gave birth to a child, why do you want to hang his portrait?! Master Cai almost gritted his teeth and said, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

Of course he knew the man. It was this person who made him lose his face in Hehuang and became a joke in the officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty, and his career has been sluggish and bleak since then. More than ten years have passed, and he Cai Xi is now just a state of thorn history. And that irrigation garden child, a despicable villain, has actually entered the center, and even Xuanma worships the prime minister and enters the political hall is just around the corner.

At this time, it can be said that the enemies are seeing each other, and they are very red-eyed!

Master Cai decided, if this Zhang family can't say that he is ugly, when the kid is born, he must beat her a hundred small boards!

"This is the rule of the industry, the old body is the same, for people to deliver babies, if you want to use pliers, you must ask the mother's family to descend, first worship Yukun Zhenren." Zhang felt that the reaction of the old man in front of him was a little too big. However, for the sake of pregnant women, her professionalism made her feel that she should still fulfill her obligation to inform. "Move the pliers, worship Yukun. The rules of the whole world are like this? ”

Do you want to worship this irrigation garden child?! Master Cai felt that he was about to faint.

"Why do you worship this...... This Han Yukun? Old Man Cai took a long breath to calm the tumbling in his chest.

"It's good to teach the old man to know, it's all because the little lady has a difficult birth, and she has to move the pliers." Zhang hurriedly began to explain. It turned out that since Han Yukun invented the forceps more than ten years ago, through the efforts of the government and the people, it was quickly popularized. Since then, the number of women who died of dystocia in the Great Song Dynasty has been greatly reduced. As soon as the forceps came out, there was basically no dystocia. There are countless people living in a small pliers, and Han Gang's fame, together with his identity as a disciple of Sun Yisheng, has spread all over the Great Song Dynasty, and he is regarded as a Buddha of ten thousand families, and the village husbands and fools even call him "Yukun Zhenren" behind their backs.

But the forceps were used too much, and the stables began to find a deficiency. That is, if the force is not good, or the clamp is not in the right place, the child born will be more or less stupid. Although the chances of such a problem appearing are rare, they are always not beautiful.

So there was the clever Wen Po who came up with an idea to let the mother's family worship the portrait of Yukun Zhenren before moving the pliers. Everyone thinks that since this forceps is made by Yukun Zhenren, after worshipping his portrait, he received our incense, and naturally ordered the forceps Daxian not to be naughty, so that the mother and child are safe, and the little son who was born will definitely be able to worship the marquis.

So over the years, the stable circle in the Central Plains has formed a custom: when delivering a baby, it is best not to use real estate forceps; In case you are going to move, it is best to worship the portrait of Yukun Zhenren before moving, and pray for a peace of mind.

"Yukun Zhenren is a disciple of Sun Simiao and Sun Yisheng, if you want to move the pliers, you must worship. Otherwise, the old body does not guarantee ......" Although Zhang's tone was respectful, the meaning of the words could be understood by anyone.

"You!" Cai Xi really wanted to eat the woman in front of him. But when he heard the painful moans of the concubine in the delivery room, his heart couldn't help but soften, he just stomped his foot violently, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Please make a decision quickly." Zhang knelt on the ground and urged in a low voice. "It's almost three hours, and the little lady has ......"

"That's it, it's up to him to be proud once!" Cai Xi roared in a low voice, and finally understood in his heart what it meant to be "people are under the roof and have to bow their heads". For the sake of the bloodline heirs, I have to bow my head to the irrigation garden child anymore. "Well, how do you worship? Say it. This official worship is. ”

So under the leadership of the Zhang family, the people in the backyard of Cai's mansion, according to the dignity and humility, bowed down in front of the portrait of Han Yukun Zhenren in Hangang, and they all kowtowed three times reluctantly or with the crowd.

Then Zhang put away the portrait and entered the delivery room with pliers. A moment later, a baby's cry was heard loud and loud. Cai Xi Cai Thorn Shi breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and felt that the humiliation he had just received was worth it.

My son, Daddy, I bow down to my enemies for your sake. In the future, you must be the champion, take charge of the political hall, open the government with the three divisions, and trample the surname Han under your feet, so as to live up to the humiliation of my father and me today.

But his joy immediately turned into a sky-high rage?

"What's a little girl? Didn't you say it was a kid?!!!" Master Cai was furious and questioned Wen Po Zhang in the most terrifying voice.

"Who can say for sure when it is not born?" Zhang didn't feel that he was at a loss. "It's all guessed through the belly, and it's common to guess wrong."

Then he added a sentence without knowing whether he was alive or dead. "Fortunately, I moved the pliers, otherwise this thousand gold is eight catties, but how can it be born? Peace and security is a blessing, and you have to worship Kunzhen once when you go back. ”

"Irrigation garden children, deceive people too much! This thief bird! I'm mad at me! Give me back! Give me back! ”