At this sight, his heart was in his throat, and his precious little apprentice was as pale and exhausted as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Girl, you've done your best, life and death are fateful, give up!"

Bai Qianmo's hands still didn't stop, and she didn't talk, as if she hadn't heard Luo Jiuying's voice.

Pressed again and again, rubbed again and again, artificial respiration again and again, and finally in about ten minutes, the child's mouth twitched.

Bai Qianmo was overjoyed, and continued to rescue her tired body, picking up the child from time to time and slapping the child's little feet a few times.

Stinky boy, if you don't wake up again, your aunt and I won't be able to hold on!

After a frenzied rubbing and pressing, Bai Qianmo picked up the child's little feet again and slapped them several times.

"Wow......"

The child did not live up to Bai Qianmo, and finally cried in less than a quarter of an hour.

Place your child on the bed and lie on his side and pull the quilt over him.

Bai Qianmo didn't have time to rest, so she climbed onto Mrs. Lu's bed, knelt beside her and rubbed her belly, helping Mrs. Lu expel the placenta in her body.

As soon as the placenta came out, Bai Qianmo collapsed directly on the bed.

With the assistance of internal force, Luo Jiuying took a lot of effort to successfully stop the bleeding with acupuncture, but Mrs. Lu was still hovering on the death line.

Hearing the child's cry, Luo Jiuying completely relieved herself, gathered her mind, and twisted the silver needle to continue to rescue Mrs. Lu.

Perhaps it was the child's cry that inspired Mrs. Lu's desire to survive and pulled her back from the line of death, and her fingers and eyelids moved slightly.

Luo Jiuying was overjoyed and continued to inject internal force into Mrs. Lu's body.

Bai Qianmo rubbed her sore hands, gritted her teeth and got up, took the placenta away, and sewed up the wound for Mrs. Lu with trembling hands.

Lord Lu, who was sweating profusely at the door, was not overjoyed when he heard the child's cry.

Dr. Luo's master and apprentice were still inside, and there was no movement except for the cry of the child, which meant that his wife was still in danger.

The child's cry and the tingling pain beneath her spurred Mrs. Landing, and she woke up completely.

Luo Jiuying let out a long sigh of relief: "I finally snatched the person back from the hands of the King of Hades." ”

When he straightened his waist, Luo Jiuying was a stumbling man, and the high-intensity consumption made him so weak that he almost didn't stand firm.

Bai Qianmo sutured Mrs. Lu's wound, put scissors, needles and threads and alcohol cotton balls into the space, and pulled the quilt to cover Mrs. Lu.

Bai Qianmo's hands trembled even more after stitching up the wound, and both the master and apprentice were so tired that they collapsed.

Bai Qianmo said: "Okay, Mrs. Lu, you have a good rest, let Wen Po and her subordinates deal with the rest of the matter, I have no strength." ”

Mrs. Lu thanked weakly: "Thank you Dr. Luo and the little miracle doctor." ”

After saying that, she closed her eyes and rested, she couldn't even open her eyes.

Luo Jiuying shouted: "Someone." ”

The door was pushed open by Lord Lu, and he was about to enter the delivery room with his feet raised.

Wen Po's face changed: "My lord, you can't go in." ”

Lord Lu pushed away Wen Po, raised his feet and entered the delivery room, followed by Ye Muchen.

Wen Po shouted from behind: "My lord, you can't go in!" ”

Bai Qianmo frowned, all evil feudal superstitions!

In ancient times, under the influence of feudal superstition, there were many reasons why men could not enter the delivery room.

The ancients believed that anything that saw blood was unlucky, and it was a 'bloody disaster', which represented a great taboo.

Secondly, in ancient times, the mortality rate of women giving birth to children was extremely high, and it was easy to have the phenomenon of both mother and child death, so in ancient times, women gave birth to children as unclean, and maternal clothes and pants were regarded as filthy things.

Not only that, but adult men are usually forbidden to approach pregnant women, believing that the mere smell of blood will wash away the good fortune of men.

Therefore, in some families that are a little more particular about the people, they will also build a shed for pregnant women on the grave or roadside as a simple delivery room.

In other words, pregnant women are taken to the temple to give birth, because they believe that the aura of the temple can suppress the bad luck of childbirth.

And women in ancient times were very concerned about their own image, especially women from large families, who were more concerned about their image in their husbands' hearts.

During childbirth, it is inevitable that there will be an unladylike and indecent appearance because of the unbearable pain, and naturally the woman is reluctant to let her husband go into the delivery room to watch her birth process, etc.

Lord Lu couldn't care so much at all, Doctor Luo's master and apprentice never came out to report the good news, and he heard the child's cry again, and at this time he was thinking about his wife.

According to what Wen Po said, only one can be guaranteed, does the survival of the child mean that the wife is gone?

Lord Lu and Ye Muchen entered the delivery room and saw the exhausted master and apprentice.

The wife lay quietly on the bed, and the child also fell asleep.

Luo Jiuying said weakly: "Congratulations to Lord Lu, the mother and son are safe, no matter how late it is, our master and apprentice will not be able to save your wife and child."

Let people help our master and apprentice out to rest first, I really don't have the strength, you can let Wen Po and her subordinates deal with other things.

What should I pay attention to, wait for our master and apprentice to slow down and then tell you. ”

Ye Muchen came to Bai Qianmo's side and hugged her in his arms with a distressed face: "Lord Lu, quickly let someone fetch water to wash the hands of my son's sister." ”

Lord Lu hurriedly went to the door to give an order, and soon someone came in with water to wash Bai Qianmo and Luo Jiuying's hands.

Then, Ye Muchen helped Bai Qianmo up, and then carried her out of the delivery room.

Lord Lu personally supported Luo Jiuying, and kept saying words of gratitude along the way, thanking Dr. Luo for saving his wife and children.

Luo Jiuying smiled weakly: "The old man doesn't have three heads and six arms, your child has no breathing and pulse since birth, it was the old man's little apprentice who tried his best and took nearly a cup of tea to take him back from the hands of the king of Hades." ”

Lord Lu's face was full of gratitude: "The little county lord is worthy of being a little miracle doctor, thank you for saving the child of the lower official." ”

Bai Qianmo was lying on Ye Muchen's back, and she didn't have the strength to speak at all.

Ye Muchen's face was full of distress, and he said angrily: "Thank you is not necessary, the eighth sister and the master of this son worked so hard to save your wife and children, and the consultation fee is less, but this son will not agree." ”

"Yes, yes, that's two lives, the consultation fee is really indispensable, and the officials of the world have to come to the door in person to thank you."

The master and apprentice were taken to the main hall and rested for a while.

After recovering some strength, Bai Qianmo explained some precautions to Lord Lu.

Reach into the small satchel with both hands, take out some anti-inflammatory drugs from the space and knead them into powder, wrap them in paper, and then take them out of the small satchel and hand them to Lord Lu: "This medicine is taken three times a day, one small packet at a time, and taken with warm water." ”