Xu Cong'an took a long breath and forced himself to calm down, although he was not a saint in terms of daughters, he was naturally not an uninformed folk Langzhong. Yukimi's pulse was weak and thin, he let go of his hand and pressed it slightly on Yukimi's abdomen, feeling that the contour of the uterus was unclear, and he couldn't touch the fundus, knowing that it was because the uterus was soft and there was no contraction. Sometimes the placenta has been peeled off, but the uterus is unable to expel it, causing blood to accumulate in the uterine cavity.

Looking at Xu Cong'an's coherent movements and the sweat on his faintly visible forehead, even if he didn't have medical knowledge, Zhou Bo knew the danger at this time. If this were a modern hospital, the doctor would naturally tell Zhou Bo, who was completely at a loss and stupid, with contempt, do you know? The mother is too young and belongs to high-risk mothers, her uterine muscle fibers are underdeveloped, and her spirit is overly nervous, so the labor process is too long, so the uterine contraction is weak, and there is no way to discharge the stripped placenta, and the blood accumulates in the uterine cavity, so that such heavy bleeding will occur. (Pregnant women under the age of 16 are prone to become high-risk mothers, I hope that young people nowadays will care more about their bodies)

And the reason why Yukimi is now lying on the delivery bed and whose life and death are unknown is precisely because of the premature pregnancy and childbirth of high-risk pregnancies. Although most of the girls in Dashun Kingdom got married at this age and then became mothers, there are still many mothers who did not survive at this last moment.

Zhou Bo couldn't help much, he could only watch Xu Cong'an rhythmically and gently massage Xue Jian's abdomen, which was massaging the uterus, which was the simplest and most effective way to cause uterine contractions to reduce bleeding. However, the blood still kept flowing out, and Xu Cong'an's face was also extremely solemn, and his forehead was sweating.

That's right! Xu Cong'an's eyes, from Zhou Bo's hair, to the charcoal basin in the delivery room. Red meets black! The blood of the sender,...... Therefore, the Fang family exhaled for the blood remnant.

"Bogo'er, slowly calcine your hair to ashes and mash it! Be quick! ”

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What do you mean? But Zhou Bo didn't have time to think about it, although the parents who received the skin of the body, the parents who received it, did not dare to destroy it, and the beginning of filial piety was also. But at the moment, he couldn't care about it, there were naturally scissors in the delivery room, and Zhou Bo couldn't care about spreading his hair, so he cut it off. Afraid that it was still not enough, he took the scissors and cut them on his head again. Even if he lets himself exchange his life, he will not hesitate to change it, let alone just use his own hair!

Regardless of whether he can hurt himself or not, just looking at his unhesitation about hair (the ancients' hair is really linked to filial piety), Xu Cong'an's dissatisfaction with Zhou Bo for more than a year has slowly dissipated.

Come back, Yukimi, come back! I can't afford to lose you! No!

Zhou Bo mechanically cut his hair indiscriminately, shouting wildly in his heart, but he always bit his lip tightly and did not make a sound.

In a trance, everything in the past came to my heart. These memories tore Zhou Bo's heart, he had never hated himself so much, he had always lived with himself as the center. knew Xue Jian and liked her, so he thought of a way to keep her by deception, and he didn't seem to feel guilty. really fell in love with her, couldn't do without her, and wanted to see her all the time, so he tried to deceive his family under Yukimi's "forced marriage". But later, Xue Jian committed suicide, Xue Jian left, and Zhou Bo suddenly saw himself clearly, it turned out that without her, he was just a walking corpse! Yukimi, come back! Come back and see our kids! Come back!

Zhou Bo's scalp, under such an unorganized and messy "knife skill" like wild grass, had already appeared one after another blood marks, but he didn't feel anything, the pain in his heart was so deep that he couldn't breathe.

Several mothers-in-law were frightened, but it was only under Xu Cong'an's hint that they all started to stop Zhou Bo's behavior. Zhou Bo knelt weakly in front of Xuejian's bed, crying silently, Xuejian's face was so blue, and his hands and feet were so cold, he couldn't help but tremble and held Xuejian's hand, trying to warm her with his body temperature.

"Ah...... Ah......h Seeing the ...... of Xue, Zhou Bo called out in his heart, unable to believe his ears. It took all the strength of his body before he dared to raise his head, wanting to touch the near, distant, and vague face. The soft and cold hand in the palm of his hand clenched him tightly, and his tears dripped between his hands at once.

With this simple blood charcoal, coupled with massage, this blood collapse has finally stopped!

Yukimi seemed to be walking in a misty swamp space suddenly, I don't know if it was day or night, and I couldn't tell where it was, there was white fog all around, and she felt that everything was chaotic. She was so tired that she just wanted to sit down and rest, but her legs didn't seem to be her own, so she could only move and move numbly and tiredly. Because there seems to be a light in front of him, and his legs are controlled by this light, and they move there. Everything is blurry, even consciousness and memory are gradually returning to nothingness, where did I come from? I don't know. Where are you going? I don't know. Her heart seemed to be suddenly missing, hollow and faintly painful, painful.

Who are you? It seems to be called Chu Xuan, and it seems to be called Xuejian, and there is a little impression that it is called Purple Heart. A person has three names, and he really earns it. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh heartlessly.

It's so cold, my body is getting colder and colder in the fog, this cold is also so familiar, there should be a person, there is a person's body temperature that has warmed her, but, why, can't I remember who this person is? Moreover, as long as I think of this person, I feel a sour feeling in my heart, I don't know if it comes from myself or that person? There was once such a person, whose face was cold, but his body was surprisingly warm; The voice was cold, but the eyes were so hot.

Slowly, this person's face gradually flickered and became clear, it was Zhou Bo! As soon as Zhou Bo's name appeared in his mind, Xue Jian's consciousness suddenly recovered, yes, she was Xue Jian, she used to be Chu Xuan, or she was also a purple heart, but in the end, she was just Xue Jian! It seems that Zhou Bo is to her, a past that she hadn't thought of for a long time, and it seems that she has just broken up on a date, at this moment, this consciousness is like dust that has been blown away, and it is all exposed to the fog.

She was back to when she had just crossed over, and she could even feel the cold and hunger that she couldn't resist. At this time, someone was rubbing her arms and body with something, and she opened her heavy eyelids, it was Zhou Bo! He was clumsily rubbing her frozen body over and over again with the snow. Her mind was blank, only Zhou Bo's hands and sweat.

Is it at this time that the gears of fate opened? If it wasn't for me, what kind of story would it be? How unfortunate it was, Zixin met Zhou Bo and became Xuejian; How lucky Chu Xuan is to become Xuejian and meet Zhou Bo!

What opens up is an intersection full of trust and distrust, a tangle full of love and unlove, and a life full of understanding and being understood. She met him, fell in love with him, married him, hated him, and then, still loved him, and ......, and had his children.

It seems that not far past, Zhou Bo's anxious and worried face came out beside her......

"Come back, Yukimi, come back! I can't afford to lose you! No! "This is Zhou Bo's voice! That's right, it's Zhou Bo calling her! If he doesn't go back, Zhou Bo will definitely be angry, will he beat someone?

Thinking like this, Xue saw that he was afraid, what if Zhou Bo, a black-bellied man, was angry with the child because he couldn't find himself?

"Ah...... Ah......h After losing too much blood, she quickly exhausted her strength and fainted in the surprised voices of Zhou Bo and Xu Cong'an.

I don't know how long I fell asleep again, but Yukimi finally woke up. This time, she finally had the strength to open her eyelids. When you open your eyes, the first thing that catches your eyes is an inexplicable big bald head, a big bald head? Is this a Shenma situation? Also, there is a familiar smell of Chinese medicine in the house.

"It's Zhou Bo!" Obviously, the surprise face under the big bald head is Zhou Bo's. Those concerned and joyful eyes were so bloodshot, she didn't pay attention, and was startled, is this a rabbit?

"Da Lang, are you going to be a monk? What about me? ”

Seeing that Yukimi finally woke up, the first sentence he didn't expect to say was this sentence! Zhou Bo was stunned there, this lady has always been a mess in her head, is she really awake? Haven't fully figured out your situation? Shaking his head, Zhou Bo looked at his lady almost greedily, the still very pale little mouth was slightly open, the small nose bridge was straight and straight, the eyebrows were curved like a crescent moon, and the eyes were smart, as if they were as tempting as elves, but they were elves!

"I'm talking again." Zhou Bo frowned and scolded her, but his voice seemed to be full of a thousand attachments and tenderness, and when he heard it, his bones almost fell off, and goosebumps fell out of bed.

Yukimi rolled his eyes, patrolling the room he was in. The room was not very big, much smaller than the bedroom of himself and Zhou Bo. The lights in the room were so faint that such a small room could not be fully illuminated.

Xue Jian's voice was soft, with some faint and inarticulate speech, but Zhou Bo was startled, he raised his head in surprise, and saw Xue seeing half of his hair falling like a waterfall, and the faint yellow light reflected on the hair, as bright as the finest satin. The pretty face is half-covered by the hair, but it adds a bit of charm to the childish little face.