Chapter 1953 Feng Clan: No Qualifications to Be Feared
When Feng Jiuer arrived, she only heard heartbreaking shouts coming from the house.
"Madam, wake up quickly!"
"Madam, don't scare us, madam!"
"what to do?
Madam is not breathing..." Feng Jiuer jumped off the horse before she could think.
Her feet were barely touching the ground, and she was already standing in front of the room.
When Feng Jiuer opened the curtain, the smell of blood hit her face.
On the bed, there was a motionless person lying, and two maids with bloody hands were kneeling beside the bed.
There was a "boom" and Feng Jiuer's mind went blank.
"Step aside!"
She didn't care about the others, pushed someone away with one hand, and came to the bed.
As soon as her long fingers touched Qiao Mu's veins, her heart hurt even more.
"Jianyi, come in quickly and blindfold him."
"Yes Yes."
The woman who didn't fall immediately stood up and ran outside.
"Go prepare hot water, towels, and blankets, quickly! Bring everything you can to keep warm."
Feng Jiuer helped Qiao Mu up, sat behind her, and sent her Qi.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
The frightened woman got up, turned around and ran away.
A familiar breath rushed towards her, and Feng Jiuer opened her eyes.
"Brother Sanhuang, you are back, hurry up!"
Feng Jiuer's voice was hoarse and her eyes were full of tears.
"Qiao Mu is having a difficult delivery, come here quickly and give her luck. I'm preparing for the operation, so it must be quick!"
Fengjiang looked at the bloodless trees, and the whole world seemed to have collapsed.
He regretted that he had allowed her to endure such pain, and was extremely afraid of losing her.
Fengjiang couldn't imagine the days after losing Qiao Mu, no! Without her, there would be no meaning for him to live in this world! Fengjiang strode forward and took over Feng Jiuer's position.
"Talk to her! Quick!"
Feng Jiuer immediately took out all the tools he could use.
"Qiao Mu, your child is still alive, you have to work hard! Qiao Mu, wake up! Do you hear what I said?"
Feng Jiuer shouted loudly while making preparations.
She had been restless all day today and had an ominous premonition.
After being able to spare some time, Feng Jiuer packed up her things and hurried over without stopping.
She didn't like her premonition today, she was afraid that what she was worried about would come true, but now she had to feel lucky.
If it hadn't been for her damn premonition, she would have brought a scalpel, needles, silk thread, and hemostatic medicine, and now she would have been waiting in a life worse than death.
When the oil on the tree runs out and the lamp dries up, one corpse and two lives will be lost.
This is something Feng Jiuer never wants to see. The Third Emperor Brother cannot lose Qiao Mu, so how can she?
Jian Yi was standing aside with his eyes covered. Feng Jiu'er didn't give any orders, so he just stood motionless.
Two maids stood by, ready at any time.
Feng Jiuer prepared everything she wanted to prepare personally in the shortest possible time, turned around, and returned to the bed.
"Let her lie down on her back."
Fengjiang carefully lowered the tree.
At this moment, in his heart, Qiao Mu was the most delicate porcelain doll in the world, and all of this was his fault.
If she hadn't been pregnant, she would still be a strong and gentle Qiao.
"Don't be afraid, Joe!"
Fengjiang's voice was hoarse.
He tried his best to hold it back, but when Feng Jiuer picked up Qiao Mu's wrist, tears slid down his cheeks.
"The pulse is back, but it's very weak."
Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief.
When she came in, Qiao Mu was in cardiac arrest.
Feng Jiuer was also very scared, but as the only doctor, she had no right to be afraid.
