The doe licked and pushed her head against the fawn. After a few times, she saw that the fawn was still lying on the ground and moving slightly, showing no sign of standing up, so she couldn't help but call out.
I held it in too hard, and something happened!
Han Cheng didn't have time to take a breath, so he hurriedly walked forward and squatted down next to Xiaolu.
The doe was somewhat protective of her children, with the kind of vigilance that belonged to a mother. After seeing that it was Han Cheng, she relaxed some of her vigilance.
Han Cheng put one hand under the deer's wet head and held it up slightly. He pinched the deer's mouth open with the other hand and took out something with his fingers. It was some sticky strips.
In later generations, he saw something similar, but the object was a last-born lamb.
After it was born, it looked like it was about to die. The family raked out the mucus in its mouth and throat, and held it up by its hind legs to pour water. Finally, they saved a life that was about to die.
The current situation was very similar to that time, so he treated her in a nonchalant manner.
Han Cheng is still small now, and he has lost much strength after all the efforts to deliver the doe. The fawn is far from a lamb, so it seems a little inadequate to do these things.
Then he turned around and called Liang to come over and help.
At this time, the fawn has come out of the doe's belly, and there is no need to take care of the doe's emotions anymore.
Liang still came over, and under Han Cheng's command, he held the deer's head with one hand and pinched its mouth open with the other hand. Han Cheng, who had his hand free, stretched his little hand into the deer's mouth and kept taking things out.
It is strange to say that nothing will happen if there is no air in the mother's womb. Once out of the mother's womb, she cannot breathe air and will die soon.
Life is indeed a magical thing.
At this time, Han Cheng suddenly realized that being smaller was not without its benefits, at least in terms of delivering babies, it would give him an advantage.
I remember hearing somewhere before that some women who are born with small hands are the most powerful midwives. They specialize in treating difficult labor. Even some babies who are lying sideways can be smoothed into a normal birth. They are called small-hand mothers and they can live.
Countless people.
Han Cheng and Liang surrounded the fawn and treated it roughly. The doe, who was eager to protect her calf, became anxious. After circling the fawn for a while, she lowered her head and bumped into Liang, who was holding the fawn's head and pinching its mouth.
Liang was caught off guard and staggered when he was hit. He propped himself on the ground with his elbows to prevent himself from falling to the ground. The deer was well protected.
Although a woman is weak, she is strong as a mother. The same applies to the doe. The doe that used to be docile also showed aggression when she was eager to love her son.
But this time we were rescuing a deer, so naturally we couldn't give in because of its little love.
"Keep it aside!"
Han Cheng said to his senior brother and others.
The eldest brother and others were ordered by Han Cheng and were all waiting to intervene. After hearing Han Cheng's words, they came over here, preparing to temporarily drive aside this doe who loves her son so much.
"Boom!"
As a result, before senior brother and others came over, Uncle Lu greeted him first!
It suddenly jumped up from the ground, kicked the doe's body in front with a hoof, and then called out to the doe, "Yo yo", quite majestic as the head of the family.
The doe screamed "yoyo" in pain. Although she desperately wanted to rush over to protect her baby, due to the lustful power of the deer, she finally did not dare to get close and only screamed eagerly from the edge.
Han Cheng was stunned when he saw this scene and secretly praised Uncle Lu as a real man!
After this period of cleaning, some of the mucus blocked in the deer's mouth and throat had been removed.
After getting fresh air into its belly, the deer became more energetic.
Han Cheng thought about it and was worried that it was not safe enough, so he asked his senior brother and Shang who had already come over to pick up the deer by its hind legs, support its body, and lift it up upside down to drain the water.
After a while, a trace of mucus flowed out of the deer's mouth. Han Cheng asked Liang to open the deer's mouth again. He reached in and cleaned it for a while. Seeing that the deer struggled more and more vigorously, he asked the senior brothers to put the deer down.
As soon as the fawn touched the ground, it struggled to stand up, preparing to get away as soon as possible from these cruel two-legged beasts that frightened the deer.
It's a pity that not long after he was born, his body was soft and he didn't have much strength. He fell down again before he could stand up.
The half-grown fawn, which was often snatched for milk by its father and two-legged beasts, saw the newly born little guy looking even more miserable than it. Not only did it not feel sympathy, but it imitated it.
Like an old man, he turned up his upper lip, straightened his neck with his sharp teeth exposed, and had a look of obscenity on his face.
Han Cheng looked at the fawn, which was fine, and said something to his senior brother and others, and walked to the fire. Firstly, it was cold and he needed to warm himself up by the fire. Secondly, he wanted to free up time for the doe and the others.
The little deer enjoys family happiness.
As soon as Han Cheng and others left, the anxious doe came over and surrounded the fawn, licking it and nudging it with its head.
Uncle Deer really seemed to have become a spirit. At this time, he no longer paid attention to the ignorant old woman at home. He swung his tail and took small steps to walk leisurely to the place where he often rested. He ignored Han Cheng and just lay down.
Next, he was leisurely and leisurely, quite like a master who just brushed his sleeves away after some things had happened, leaving no merit or fame.
With the help of the doe, the fawn tried hard to practice standing, fell down seven or eight times in a row, and finally stood up.
Although his four calves were shaking so much that he staggered for two steps and fell to the ground again uncontrollably, he finally stood up.
Han Cheng heated up the fire for a while, and used the pottery basin brought by the tribe to wash the dirt on his hands and arms. The water was already very cold at this time, and Han Cheng couldn't help but shiver when it touched his body. He didn't have much in the first place.
There is no trace of sleepiness left now.
Liang, Senior Brother and the others who just stretched out their hands also followed suit.
Han Cheng wrapped himself in animal skins and roasted here for a while. When he felt that he was still cold, he asked someone to go to the cave, fetch a clay pot often used to cook soup, fill it with clean water, and put it on the fire to start.
I have a fever. It’s really hard to endure it if I don’t drink some hot water to warm myself up this day.
While boiling water and warming the fire, I turned my head and looked at the deer staggering around as if it was drunk, and practiced walking with extremely uncoordinated thin legs like four hemp sticks.
The deer is progressing very quickly and can now run a few steps happily.
Although one of them accidentally bumped into his father's buttocks...
The water in the jar was boiling, and everyone took more than half a bowl of steaming boiled water and sipped it in their mouths. It seemed to be more fragrant than a deer sucking milk.
Seeing the fawn greedily sucking its milk, everyone felt extremely happy. New life can always bring happiness to people.
In particular, this little deer was rescued by the Son of God by force, and it was not easy because of the twists and turns, so it is even more gratifying.
