Chapter 150: Successful Production in the Month (2)
The past has not yet been remembered, and now is not the time to remember.
"Madam, there are already two midwives in the delivery room, but they only have a lot of production experience, and they don't actually know medical skills, Chen is really worried about the moon and the child, so he will bother Madame, and even the master will come with him, I'm really sorry!"
Chen said a series of words without panting, that is, time is pressing!
Youruo nodded clearly, planning to go into the delivery room to see the situation, and Zhai Xiying came to the Mancheng Branch, not simply to accompany Youruo to wait for delivery, but also to supervise the work of the Branch.
After entering the delivery room, you can hear the wheezing sound of the moon. Yue's temperament is still very similar to Youruo, even if the pain on his body is about to crush his bones, but if he can bear it, he will definitely hold back and not scream.
Yuejin is in the throes of labor before childbirth, she doesn't want to moan, and she doesn't want Chen who is guarding the door to worry. If it were Youruo, he would endure it and keep quiet, just to give Zhai Xiying a peace of mind.
"Month." Youruo stepped forward and walked to the edge of the bed, and the two midwives who were on the side to adjust Yue's body immediately gave up their places.
Yue opened her closed eyes, looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, and said with strong pain: "Madam, I'm sorry for you." ”
"Okay, don't talk, take this pill in." Youruo took a black pill in her hand and stretched it out to Yue's mouth.
Yue couldn't help but moan a few times while opening her mouth, Youruo stuffed the pill into Yue's mouth, pinched Yue's jaw with her hand, and helped her swallow the pill.
"This is an inducing medicine, but don't worry, it won't hurt you or the child!" The proliferating drugs that Youruo personally concocted, in fact, in addition to the effect of inducing, are more tonic mixed with them.
Mrs. Yue's medical skills, she still felt very uncomfortable, and her throat was also very dry. But after Madame's pill was swallowed from her throat, her mouth immediately moistened a lot.
The body became comfortable again, and the strength of the moon grew back.
Youruo leaned over to look at Yue's lower body, and happily reminded the two midwives, "The mouth of the palace has opened nine fingers and started to give birth." ”
"Yue, call, call out if you feel uncomfortable, don't hold it, otherwise if you hold your breath, you will hold the child's face green together!" If you step forward to scare the moon, the pain of childbirth will be much better than holding it back.
"Okay..."Yue's feet were able to prop themselves on the bed, and then following the experience of the two midwives, she began to breathe deeply and exert force.
Seeing Yue's condition, she will definitely be able to give birth to the child smoothly, and Youruo will be relieved, but she is still by Yue's side to make her feel at ease.
In the delivery room, Tsuki's moans became louder and louder, and she yelled according to her wife's instructions, frightening Tatsumi who was waiting outside the house.
Tatsumi kept shouting outside the door, "Why aren't you born yet?" I'm dying, ah..."He pulled his hair frantically, and Yue's body didn't know if he could survive it.
"Ahh
After the successful delivery of the month, she looked sideways at the child wrapped by the midwife, wrinkled, and her little face was still red, which was a little different from the child she imagined.
But no matter what, it is the child she worked hard to give birth, no matter how 'ugly' it is, she loves her own child every month!
"Madame, it's a little girl." The midwife whispered the sex of the child.
Yue smiled happily, both men and women, they were all her and Chen's children.
"Hello girl, so that you can play with Shuai Shuai." Youruo stepped forward, picked up the child, and told Chaoyue: "You are tired, rest first, and I will take the child to Chen." ”
"Okay." With a smile on her face, she fell asleep deeply.
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