As soon as she heard about the dystocia, Meng Jiaojiao's spinning legs were even more idle.

"If there is something to make an idea, if it involves the child's life, how can His Highness not do it?"

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 to my father and mother and let them think of a way." ”

As he spoke, he was about to run, but was kicked in the back by Meng Jiaojiao: "You don't come to mess up!" ”

As he spoke, he also walked to the door, shouting at Mu Feng: "Prepare the horse, I'll go to the palace!" ”

Fang Chuyu fell to the ground, hurriedly got up again, and still rushed out: "You wait, my father and mother must have a way!" ”

Song Zidu and Meng Ke, who stayed in place, looked at each other, and they both felt like a waste inexplicably.

Meng Ke raised his voice and said, "Asu! How's it going? ”

I didn't hear He Yunchu's voice again for a while, but nothing could happen.

"I'll give her some ginseng soup, Xiao Chu has no strength."

Zhao Su's voice was a little sobbing, and his breath was unstable.

Meng Ke couldn't stand it, he stomped on the ground irritably.

"No, Jiaojiao has always acted impulsively, I'm afraid that she will poke out some basket, I have to go and see, don't really have something happen to His Highness."

On weekdays, His Royal Highness sees He Yunchu's affection, even if he gives marriage today, he shouldn't let go of here.

"Ah Su, you take care of Xiao Chu, I asked Meng Xi to come over and take care of it first, if you have anything important, go directly to him!"

"Hey General!"

Only Song Zidu was left standing in place.

But he is a foreign man, even if he wants to help, he can't help.

I don't know what to do, so I can only rush around in place.

He Yunchu in the room seemed to have saved some strength, but the more he listened to the heart-rending sound, the more uncomfortable it became.

The whole heart and liver are clutched in one place.

There is not much in the courtyard, and there are the most people.

Everyone in Liuxiu Fang hurried in, and the girls hurried into the room.

After a while, there was a sound of suppressed crying everywhere, and it was about the first time that I saw a woman giving birth to a child, and I couldn't help it.

"Sister He, don't be afraid, it's okay, it'll be fine in a while."

"Wipe the sweat for Sister He, quickly!"

"Hold my hand, I'm okay, I'm in pain, you squeeze hard."

In short, there is a lot of noise, a lot of noise.

·

Outside the house, under the root of the wall.

In the shade of the hidden tree, a man in green clothes stepped out of the side door of the house, and he was dressed as a subordinate in He Yunchuyuan!

He bowed to a man under the tree and saluted, "Master." ”

"How can it be a difficult birth?" The man who was called the master lowered his voice: "Didn't you say that the fetus looks like it will go well?" ”

"I don't know why, anyway, it's a mess, I'm afraid that if it continues to be delayed, Wei Siyun will really arrive."

Half of the man's face was exposed, and it was not real under the shade of the trees.

He took out a high-grade carved wooden box from his sleeve and stuffed it into the man's hand: "Find a way to let Wen Po feed her, hurry up." ”

The servant took it and hurried away again.

The courtyard was still in a mess, and the next man found a maid, and after explaining two sentences, the maid entered the house with a basin of hot water.

Just as Wen Po was also sweating anxiously, she quietly lowered her body and passed the pill taken out of the wooden box to Wen Po's hand.

The eyes of the two met for only a moment, and the metaphor was self-evident.

However, whether it was Zhao Su, Sister Xiang, or Mei'er Xiaoliu'er who came from behind, they all threw themselves on He Yunchu.

Completely unnoticed the secret actions of the two.

Wen Po grabbed the medicine in her hand, stabilized her mind and said: "There is no way, the old body can only take the risk of feeding Miss Seven a pill, this medicine can speed up production, but it also has side effects." ”

Zhao Su's face was full of sweat, and he asked urgently: "What medicine?" ”

Wen Po showed the medicine: "Miss Seven is difficult to give birth now, it's not a way, the old body has delivered babies for decades, and the dystocia encountered is not a hundred but dozens, and she has also fed people." ”

This Wen Po is indeed one of the more famous in Fufeng City, and He Yunchu only summoned people to wait in the mansion early at that time.

Now He Yunchu was biting a piece of white cloth in her mouth, and she was overpowered, making her whole person extremely weak.

She gasped twice and said to Wen Po, "I, I smell it." ”

Wen Po hurriedly handed it over.

This is indeed a real medicine, made from the collection of various herbs.

He Yunchu didn't smell any poison ingredients.

Although she didn't dare to be gullible, she really didn't have the strength.

One last glance at the door, the door still hadn't been pushed open.

With a heartbeat, she took the medicine from Wen Po's hand, chewed it twice, and swallowed it dry.

"Listen to me, mother." She slowed down and tried to stay awake: "If you still can't give birth later, you can come and caesarean section for me." ”

What!?

"Caesarean section?!" Sister Xiang shouted: "How can it! Since ancient times, there has been no reason for caesarean section, you don't want to die for the sake of your child! ”

Zhao Su also looked solemn, she grabbed He Yunchu's hand: "This move is absolutely impossible, don't think nonsense, it will be fine." ”

As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes.

It is said that women give birth to children because they go to the Ghost Gate, isn't He Yunchu now one foot in the Ghost Gate?

"No-" He Yunchu struggled to speak, so he could only pick out the key points and say: "I'll teach you, you can find a way, a way to keep me from fainting... In the past, I taught you how to go under the knife. ”

Although a hundred conditions are not allowed, but if you really go to the end, you can't cut it.

She was ten months pregnant, not to die on the delivery bed!

Mei'er was already frightened, and cried vigorously: "How can this be, why is it so difficult for you to have a child." ”

From the initial pregnancy to the current production.

How many times has He Yunchu experienced the line of life and death?

"No... thing. He Yunchu was speechless in pain: "It's going to be fine, mother, let them prepare knives and needles." ”

She was hard-hearted, and it was impossible for Zhao Su to refute her idea at this time.

What's more, she is a doctor, and she still has some experience with this time, but she has not experienced giving a woman a caesarean section.

She had things set up according to the specifications for cleaning up the badly wounded.

But He Yunchu seemed to have regained his strength because of that pill, and even the pain in his body was reduced a little.

Is it true that there are really two brushes on this stable woman?

"Miss Seven, use your strength again, just wait for the old body to see your feet, and then drag him out with the help of manpower, you use your strength again!"

He Yunchu clenched the brocade quilt on his side with both hands, and clenched the green tendons violently: "Ah!!!!!! ”

The feeling of distension in the lower abdomen is endless, and as the strength goes down, the lower body feels that the entire bone is stretched open.

Pain!

It hurts so much!

She seemed to hear the tiny cracking of her own bones.

"It hurts." At the moment of detachment, it seemed that something was squeezed out of the body.

Immediately, He Yunchu only had time to see the little doll covered in blood held by Wen Po come out.

The whole body was only the size of one of Wen Po's arms, and the small feet were red and swayed, and then He Yunchu lost consciousness.

"Xiao Chu!"

"Sister He!"

"Ancestor!"