Yu Linglong's fetus was in an abnormal position, making it difficult to give birth. Zama and Danzhu could hardly help. The three stable women who delivered the baby were said to have the highest delivery rate among the Miao people, and the death rate was only 20%.
In other words, among the pregnant women handled by these three stable women, eight out of ten will survive and only two will die.
In this Shiwandashan area of southern Xinjiang, where medical conditions are relatively poor, an 80% success rate is already very rare.
There was a lot of chaos in Yu Linglong's wooden building. Zama and Danzhu were heating water, one Wen woman was giving Yu Linglong a smooth flow, one was pushing her fetus into the right position, and another Wen woman, whose hands were full of blood, was responsible for delivering the baby.
At this moment, Yu Linglong already looked a little weak, her pale cheeks were covered with sweat, and her hands were clenching the bedclothes tightly. It was obvious that she was gritting her teeth and persisting.
If she had known that giving birth to a child would be so painful, she would have eaten a saffron flower and aborted the child.
Yu Linglong felt very aggrieved in her heart. If Qingfeng Li was by her side now, she would feel better. However, Qingfeng Li only had a face that confuses all living beings, and his shoulders were unable to carry anything, so Yu Linglong thought
I have a desire to die.
Time passed little by little, and the sun had completely set on the other side of the mountain. Yu Linglong's shouting gradually became weaker. Zama walked down quickly with a basin of blood and poured out the blood.
Yang Juaner said: "Zama, how is Fairy Linglong?"
Zama shook her head helplessly and said: "The girl's fetus has always been in an incorrect position. She was still unable to give birth after five or six hours. The bleeding is severe now, and the girl's strength has become weaker and weaker..."
Before Zama finished speaking, he suddenly heard Yu Linglong's scream from inside the room: "What do you mean, protect the elder? Protect the child, protect the child..."
Zama heard the sound and hurriedly walked into the wooden building.
Li Wenwen's expression was very wonderful. Dystocia is a very terrible thing for women. When his mother, Ban Zhuyue, gave birth to him, she had dystocia. Fortunately, there are many people in Cangyun Sect who are skilled in medicine, and there are also some Cangyun spirits.
With the help of medicine, Ban Zhuyue successfully gave birth to Li Wendao that year.
It looked like the situation inside was very bad, and the midwife was already preparing to save the baby.
To Li Daowao's surprise, Yu Linglong actually chose to remain a child.
Although Li Wendao knew that he was an enemy rather than a friend of the witch Yu Linglong, this time Ye Xiaochuan asked Yu Linglong for help. He couldn't just watch Yu Linglong die. In addition, Yu Linglong chose to keep her child alive just now, which shows that this witch
He is not a ruthless person either.
So Li Wendao took out a small white jade bottle from Qiankun's storage bag, handed it to Yang Juan'er and said: "This is our Cangyun Sect's secret Rejuvenation Pill. Take it in and give it to Yu Linglong.
A few pills can restore some strength to a certain extent."
Yang Juaner said nothing, took the small jade bottle, opened the door and walked into the wooden building.
Giving birth is a big event. Women and children in the surrounding southern Xinjiang knew that Yu Linglong was having difficulty giving birth. Many people gathered around the wooden building to wait for the news. Some old women from the five ethnic groups had already begun to dance to the gods and pray to the Inu God and the ancestors of Chi You. They are stupid people and stupid people.
The woman thought that as long as the ancestors and the dog gods heard her prayers, they would be able to protect the mother and child in the house.
Yang Juaner came out within less than a stick of incense. Seeing many people around, she asked Li: "Master Li, if you don't mind, please go sit in my room next door for a while. The fetal position is already there."
Gradually correcting the situation, Fairy Linglong has advanced in cultivation and has taken the Cangyun elixir, so she will no longer be in any danger."
Li Wendao also wanted to find out why Ye Xiaochuan detained Yang Juan'er here, so he nodded and followed Yang Juan'er into the wooden house next door.
It was almost the second watch now, and the room was very dark. Thanks to Yu Linglong, there were oil lamps and tallow candles in Yang Juan'er's room.
Yang Juaner lit the oil lamp and illuminated the wooden house. Li Wendao's expression changed slightly because he saw a large gray clay pot in the small wooden house, with a skinny figure emerging from the pot.
The craggy head and the eyes are lifeless, but he is still alive.
Yang Juaner scooped a few ladles of water from the wooden bucket, poured it into the hanging pot, then lit the black charcoal in the iron basin, and said: "The conditions are simple, Mr. Li, don't dislike it."
Li Wendao would naturally not dislike it, because he would never drink a drop of water from Yang Juaner.
Seeing that Li Wendao did not speak, but stared at the man in the jar, Yang Juaner said: "Are you pitying him?"
Li Wendao said slowly: "The people in the breeding tank are very cruel and are ashamed of the world. Has the Thousand Faces Sect fallen to such an evil level?"
Yang Juaner chuckled and said: "If you knew what this person had done before, you wouldn't say this. Ye Xiaochuan, Yun Qiyou, and Zuo Qiu all knew that I raised this person in the jar
People, but they never said a word. Everyone in the world must atone for the evil things they have done. I, Yang Juaner, do not believe in reincarnation after death, so I will use the rest of my life to atone for my sins."
Li Wenwen didn't say anything more. He knew Ye Xiaochuan. Although his personality was a little cynical, he was kind-hearted. Since Ye Xiaochuan didn't even ask about this matter, the man in the jar must have done a lot of things.
Unreasonable things.
He said slowly: "Miss Yang, why are you here? When you were in Yulong Village, weren't you rescued by your Qianmianmen accomplices?"
Yang Juaner felt very strange. Since Ye Xiaochuan did not believe her words and chose to believe that Li Wendao was not a spy, why did Ye Xiaochuan not tell Li Wendao about herself.
Yang Juaner had no feelings for Li Wendao. Ban Zhuyue had been labeled a traitor in the Qianmian Sect, and even Ban Zhuyue's son was not welcomed by the Qianmian Sect.
Yang Juaner smiled miserably and said: "Actually, I don't remember the specific situation that happened in Yulong Village. When I woke up, Senior Brother Gu Qingyu and I had fallen into the hands of the five ethnic guerrillas. Because the two of us
He was personally restrained, like a disabled person, unable to leave even if he wanted to, so he followed the guerrillas and came here from Yulong Village. Later, he was discovered by Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou. Senior Brother Gu Qingyu couldn't stand Ye Xiaochuan's behavior.
Tortured by witchcraft, I killed him, and then Mr. Ye sent me to Fairy Linglong."
After listening to Yang Juaner's story, Li Wenwen gradually understood what was going on.
He said: "Junior brother Xiaochuan, didn't he interrogate you?"
Yang Juaner said: "Of course he was interrogated. Several kinds of Miaojiang strange poisons were planted on my body. I couldn't bear it, so I told him everything I knew. Otherwise, do you think I can survive until now?"
Li Wendao nodded slightly. Ye Xiaochuan also hated the Thousand Faces Sect deeply. If Ye Xiaochuan had not dug out useful information from Yang Juaner, he would definitely not let her go easily.
Yang Juaner looked at Li Wendao and said, "Actually, we are still brothers. Your mother, Senior Uncle Ban Zhuyue, was the senior executive of our Thousand Faces Sect back then..."
Li Daodao interrupted him and said coldly: "My mother has nothing to do with the Thousand Faces Clan a long time ago. I, Li Daodao, am the son of Li Feiyu, the leader of Zhengyang Peak of Cangyun Clan. If you dare to speak nonsense again, I will
