Bai Anlan held the child in her arms and immediately covered her head. She turned her head leisurely and looked at Lu Ziyuan, her lips trembling. Then she gently looked at Aunt Luping, who was already unconscious. She had suffered so much.
sin, but in the end the child...
Lu Ziwan grabbed the child's feet, lifted it directly from Bai Anlan's arms, made the child stand upside down, and patted the child's butt hard like what she had seen on TV before.
"Sister Ziyuan..." Bai Anlan was startled.
However, after several pats, the child did not move. Lu Ziyuan thought of artificial respiration. This child must have been suffocated and shocked because he had been in the stomach for too long. He must not be dead, he must not be!
Lu Ziwan put the child directly on the table, and then used her mouth to directly bring out the phlegm, amniotic fluid and mucus from the mother's womb. She was not used to it here. She didn't care about nausea or vomiting, and cleaned the child's mouth.
There were debris that might slip into the trachea, and there was only one sentence left in Lu Ziyuan's mind: save the child, save the child. The child Aunt Luping gave birth to after all the hard work must not die.
Master Bai waited outside for a while, but still didn't see the child being taken out. He anxiously and Bai Anhan rushed in regardless of the fact that the room was Aunt Luping's delivery room. As soon as they entered the door, they saw the child being placed on the table, with blood all over his body.
When it was just born from the mother's womb, it was filled with blood and some unknown liquid, and Lu Ziwan was leaning over and blowing on the child's mouth, while her hands were still pressing on the child's chest.
"Miss Lu! What are you..." Mr. Bai was stunned when he saw her, and then he roared with anger.
"Dad, the child is out of breath. Sister Ziyuan is saving the child. Don't disturb her!" Bai Anlan quickly stepped forward and grabbed Master Bai's hand to stop him from grabbing the child.
"Out of breath? What do you mean out of breath?" Mr. Bai trembled. He could clearly see with just one glance that the boy on the table was the eldest grandson of his Bai family!
"Sir, the baby was breathless when he was born, and his face was gray." The midwife answered with a shudder.
Bai Anhan squeezed his hands tightly in his sleeves, applying a little force, looking at the child on the table, and Lu Ziwan who lowered her head to blow on the child. That silent child was his first
The child was the child he had been looking forward to for nine months.
Time seemed to be frozen at this moment. Everyone was looking at the figure at the table quietly, so quietly that you could hear his breathing. Unknowingly, everyone was clenching their fists tightly as if they were waiting.
A miracle, but struggling on the border of despair.
But unfortunately, even this tranquility was shattered.
"It's not good! Aunt Luping is bleeding profusely!" the midwife suddenly shouted.
"Go and ask the doctor to come over! I have to take care of the children here!" Lu Ziyuan yelled at the absent-minded people. In traditional Chinese medicine, some acupuncture points can stop bleeding, but she didn't bring a silver needle, and she couldn't use it.
She took action. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She seemed to feel the child's fingers move just now.
Regardless of whether it is an illusion or not, as long as there is still a little hope, Lu Ziwan will not give up.
However, she told herself not to stop every action. Even though she was exhausted and exhausted, she still made herself repeat every necessary action like a machine.
"Lu Ping, Lu Ping~" Bai Anhan rushed towards the bed and hugged the person on the bed tightly with trembling hands, "Open your eyes and take a look at our child~"
"Bai Anhan, Aunt Luping is bleeding profusely, please stop shaking her body!" Seeing this, Lu Ziyuan was so anxious that she shouted her name and surname.