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It's noon at sunset.

The sky above the capital was dark, with thick clouds and dull air, as if a rainstorm was about to come, making the already stuffy weather even more breathless and irritable.

Song Ci fiddled with the rosary in her hand, and her lips were pursed into a straight line. Looking at the gloomy sky, her old face was as heavy as if it was about to drip water.

There was no movement in the delivery room for a long time, and the servants in the yard did not dare to speak loudly, and even stood on tiptoe when they walked around. Especially when they saw Song Ci's face, they all wanted to become transparent people.

The mistress gave birth to a child, and there was movement in the middle of the night, but several hours have passed now. It was almost noon, but I still didn't give birth. Everyone knows that Mrs. Song gave birth this time was very dangerous, so how dare she be the master's family?

"Madam."

There was another whisper in the delivery room.

Song Ci's hand shook, turned around, looking at the delivery room, she felt a little afraid to take a step.

Madam Gong had already returned to her to serve, and when she saw this, she said, "Madam, do you want it?"

Song Ci sighed and walked in with her hand. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liu Wenpo, who was full of fear, walking over and said with a bitter face: "Grand, Madam, I can't get over this."

"You have been stable women all your life, but you have already practiced the techniques? Why can't you get it?" Song Ci's face looked ugly.

Liu Wenpo said with a sad face: "The eldest lady gave birth to a child at an old age. She has always been delicate. The civilian women dare not act dying. Even with this strength, she fainted twice. The civilian women were afraid of using more force. Even if they were caught, the eldest lady would not have the strength to give birth."

When Song Ci heard this, her face became a little darker.

Strength is what women need most for giving birth. The women in this ancient big family were not touched by the spring water. They were always surrounded by slaves. How could they do any rough work? How could they get the strength? Unless she often practices martial arts on weekdays, but Mrs. Song is not, she has always been a noble lady who is pampered and has a good life.

If you don’t have the strength, how can you live?

Lin Qing walked over with Doctor Liu, and both of them looked a little ugly.

"From the eldest lady's appearance, I'm afraid I can't hold on." Lin Qing said to Song Ci in a calm voice: "I discussed with Doctor Liu, why don't I live a life?"

Song Ci was shocked: "Are you sure?"

Doctor Liu twisted his beard and said, "Lisheng also has examples of surviving. He just needs to rely on the job of a survivor. If he only takes one foot, he has to press it back and wait for the other foot... Of course, this is a solution that cannot be achieved. Whether he can be born is a living fetus depends on his fate."

No one dares to be a doctor, even if he is a master of the national medical practitioner, he dares not. He leaves some room for himself, which means leaving a way out.

Song Ci still wanted to persist: "The amniotic fluid has not been broken yet, why don't you wait?"

Lin Qing and Doctor Liu looked at each other and said, "If it is not broken, you can wait a little longer, but the fetus is about to enter the pelvis and cannot wait."

Song Ci felt a thrill.

When the fetus enters the pelvis, it will be weak and weak. If it does not give birth, it will be born, and if it causes labor, it will be born.

Could it be that God really wants to test the Song family and the mistress of Mrs. Song like this?

Original old lady, if you are watching this in some place, you will bless your eldest daughter-in-law and mother to be safe. Otherwise, the nightmare will not come true, what should you do?

Boom.

A thunder exploded, and the wind blew. In the delivery room, Chen Wenpo exclaimed: "The water is broken!"
Chapter completed!