Wei Yan stood aside with a calm face, he heard the conversation in the room clearly, and he, who had always been cold and waveless, also had a trace of fluctuation at this time.

"Lady......" The uncle couldn't cry outside the door, but Qin Pengpeng didn't have time to pay attention, she handed the baby to the midwife, picked up the silver needle with her fingers trembling slightly, and stitched up the wound.

Soon the incision was sewn up, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing, "hemostatic medicine, hemostatic medicine......"

She muttered anxiously, her fingers flustered, fiddling with the bottles and cans in the medicine box, not knowing which bottles could be used to stop the bleeding of the mother.

"The third white vase from the left in the second row." Suddenly, Wei Yan's warm voice was in her ears......

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