"Aunt Luping, it will be very painful, but you have to endure it." Lu Ziwan said to Aunt Luping, then walked towards the end of the bed, lifted the quilt, and got in directly regardless of the bloody quilt.
I found the location and cut it with a knife.
Lu Ziyuan's hands were shaking a little, and she didn't know how much she should cut. She was afraid that if she didn't cut enough, Aunt Luping would suffer one more time, so she cut more at once, and Aunt Luping screamed in pain.
"Push harder." Lu Ziwan poked her head out from under the quilt and said to the midwife, then returned her position to the midwife.
Lu Ziyuan quietly stepped aside. There was only so much she could do. The only thing left was to pray for Aunt Luping.
"Sister Ziyuan, Aunt Luping will be fine, right?" Bai Anlan held Lu Ziyuan's hand tightly, and the force became stronger little by little because of nervousness and worry.
Lu Ziwan didn't know how to answer, she didn't know, she really didn't know, she was more confused than anyone else right now.
As a doctor, seeing the patients in front of her struggling painfully on the edge of life and death, but she was helpless, she helplessly hated herself for being so incompetent.
Lu Ziyuan thought, if she had known that she would come here, if she had known that she would meet these people and experience these things, she would not have studied Chinese medicine at the beginning and would have specialized in obstetrics and gynecology.
She knew clearly that every mother in this dynasty was fighting against the King of Hell when giving birth, and every newborn faced the risk of early death.
"The head is out! The baby's head is out!" Suddenly, a midwife said loudly, "Aunt Luping, the baby's head is out, hurry up!"
At this moment, Lu Ziyuan and Bai Anlan's hearts were in their hearts, watching the midwife pushing Aunt Luping's belly, watching the midwife anxiously calling Aunt Luping, looking at the girl
Basins of white water were flowing in and out of red water. Lu Ziwan and Bai Anlan were both scared when they heard Aunt Lu Ping's heartbreaking screams.
Bai Anlan's hand didn't know when it was stained with blood. Maybe it was from Lu Ziyuan's hand, or maybe she touched it from Aunt Luping. Some of the blood between her fingers had dried slightly.
, however, neither of them thought of washing their hands first.
"The baby is born! The baby is born!"
Just when the two of them were about to forget about their nervous breathing, the midwife who had been at the end of the bed shouted in surprise, "It's a young master! It's a young master!"
At the same time, Aunt Luping, who heard the child coming out, finally laughed and fainted.
"Let's take a look!" Bai Anlan let go of Lu Ziyuan's hand and ran towards the midwife. She didn't mind holding the bloody child in her arms at all, "Child, open your eyes and look at me. I'm your aunt~ You
I’m finally willing to leave your mother’s place.”
"No, this child, why hasn't he cried yet?" Lu Ziwan has been waiting for the child's cry, wanting to hear the child's cry to judge whether the child is still healthy. Who knows, Bai Anlandu
I held the baby in my arms and coaxed her, but I didn't hear the baby cry.
The midwife who had gone to announce the good news had already walked in, saying she was going to take the baby out to show Mr. Bai. When she came in and heard Lu Ziyuan's words, she came back to her senses, stepped forward, looked at the baby, and said hesitantly,
"The child's expression is wrong~"
The other midwife was more direct. She looked in front of the child's nose and then collapsed directly on the ground. "My child, the child is not breathing!"