"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, push harder, ...... harder" Wen Po's voice was a little nervous, but it was calm, and the amount of bleeding of the pregnant woman was even greater than she imagined.

In this case, if it is not handled well, it is easy to kill two corpses.

The pregnant woman's underneath was already dripping with blood, and the child's exposed foot was red.

A pregnant woman who gives birth in this way will be much more painful than an ordinary woman, and the pregnant woman herself has a poor physical foundation and weak strength, and she faints again in the middle of birth.

"If it goes on like this, the child will suffocate. Wen Po said uneasily.

Jing Ge turned over his hand and took out a dagger from the space ring, and after disinfecting it, handed it to Wen Po: "Have you opened a hole for someone?"

Wen Po nodded, and when she took the knife, her hands were shaking.

"In the past few decades, I have delivered two or three hundred women, and there are no less than ten of them who have cut knives, but none of them can hold up. Eight of the children survived, and five or six had more stepmothers, living a life that was inferior to pigs and dogs......"

Wen Po blinked her eyes, blinked back the tears in her old eyes, and although her mouth was still babbling, the hand holding the knife no longer trembled.

"What are you talking about? As a mother, a child who has been exchanged for his life, he has been abused like a livestock, he has not had enough food and clothing, he has not enjoyed a day of family affection, and he does not know what maternal love is.

Is it meaningful to survive like this? Is it meaningful to sacrifice my mother? It is better to leave with my child when I die, than to leave my child behind and suffer and suffer......

In Wen Po's voice, Jing Ge heard the sound of a knife cutting through her flesh.

There was also the sound of blood gushing out.

She quickly pricked a few needles at the acupuncture points on the pregnant woman's body to stop bleeding and relieve pain.

But it can only be barely mitigated a little.

The pregnant woman is still giving birth, and she cannot be made unconscious of her body, and the loss of consciousness is not conducive to childbirth, and the pregnant woman will not be able to find the output point.

"Ahh......h

The quilt on the bed was also almost red with blood.

Jing Ge never knew that when a person's blood was almost dry, there would be so much.

Another ten minutes passed.

With the sound of the object sliding out, Wen Po held a bloody meat ball with both hands, grabbed her leg upside down, and skillfully slapped it.

Immediately, a loud baby cry sounded.

Wen Po quickly put the baby in warm water to wash off the blood stains on the baby's body.

Jing Ge pulled the quilt, covered the pregnant woman's body, and shouted to Yu Xiaoming at the door.

Yu Xiaoming pushed the door and ran in.

"Do you have any more ginseng water? ”

"Yes. Yu Xiaoming said, spreading his legs and running out quickly.

When he went out and ran into Bai Changle, without waiting for him to ask, he replied first: "I have to prepare ginseng water." ”

Then he ran away with a puff of smoke.

Bai Changle knocked on the door, waited until Jing Ge responded, saying that he could come in, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

A room full of blood.

The rich, pungent smell of blood made him tighten his brow.

At this time, Wen Po had already washed the child, wrapped it in a clean small sheet, and sent it to the dying pregnant woman.

At this moment, the pregnant woman can't even open her eyes.

A few minutes later, Yu Xiaoming came in with ginseng soup, Jing Ge took it, and sprinkled some more things into it before feeding it to the pregnant woman.

After drinking the ginseng soup, the pregnant woman slowly opened her eyes, and suddenly her spirit was much better, and she could even move.