Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 220 Desperate Childbirth

"An ordinary and hopeless life with a second life, with love and best friends, and now with perfect children, I think enough is enough."

"I can't" Achill still couldn't agree.

Claire interrupted his refusal, and threw him the fruit of peace, "If I survive, in exchange, I will persuade Cassius to abolish all the unequal laws of the orc empire, including the unbalanced treaties of the human race."

Hope's existence is to protect the female, to protect the only oasis of peace, and the people living there have the same belief, and she knows that Achill will not refuse.

"If you return equality to those females, what about reproduction issues? Conflicts will still break out." His tone was indeed hesitant.

"As I said before, if you go to Earth, whether it's animals or women, you can bring them back to solve problems."

The fluffy pillow behind her was a bit collapsed, Claire went over to adjust it, and said: "I only have one request, you can never go against the will of women, even the healthy orcs transformed into them later, they must completely obey their hearts Make a choice to come and live here."

"Of course, the coordinates are hard to come by, and I know how to follow the rules." Archer is completely biased towards her, and his thoughts are combined with hers, and he offers one last hope, "If you can restore women to free citizenship, Give them equal status, and this place will be heaven."

"I promise you." Claire stretched out her white and thin hand, "Cooperate? Achill."

"Pleasant to work with."

At the end of the conversation, Claire's bulging stomach moved again. She pressed and patted it gently with her hand, and said softly, "You have to let me live, baby."

As if he understood her words, he moved a few more times before stopping.

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Martina stood at the door with a pile of cleaned baby clothes and maternity supplies, looked at the crowds of people on the promenade, and asked in surprise, "It's so late, don't you guys go to bed?"

"Can't sleep, here we come again." Feiji leaned against the wall, folded his hands in his pockets, and stared at the closed door.

Seeing his solemn expression, Martina put the things into the prepared medical trolley, turned around and said, "Claire's condition is not bad, she still needs to take a bath now, you can rest assured and go to sleep."

"Wait here." Feiji insisted in a rare way, "These are the commander's wife and children. I must know their safety as soon as possible."

The orcs standing in every corner had the same idea as him. Martina glanced at the several females sitting on the bench, and Wanda, who was curled up on the chair, took the lead and said, "She protected us more than once, I'm here to pray for her well."

Julian, who was holding the child, said softly: "Me too, kind Claire will survive."

Martina had to tell Jones, "Go and get some thin blankets, so they don't catch cold."

With the support of Judith and Martina, Claire stood under the shower, and the warm water dripped from the top of her head to water her bony body with ugly lines on her stomach.

Just when Claire passed by the mirror, she saw her crumbling appearance, and Martina comforted her: "Actually, it's not too bad, and I will gain weight back in the future."

"Well, it's acceptable." Claire's face was a little red from the heat, and she said shyly, "Please give me a bath."

"It's normal. You've been lying there for a month, and you have to wash up to welcome your new life." Judith continued, holding her firmly with one hand, and rubbing her hand on her protruding back with the other. Lather and rub gently.

Claire lowered her head, "I'm more worried that I don't have enough strength to give birth to him."

Compared with the danger of skin tearing, she was also worried that her pelvis would be broken directly. She was too aware of how fragile her bones were, and her lower body would probably be broken in two.

"Work hard, Claire, none of us want to have a caesarean section on you until the critical moment, who knows what will happen when the black blood vessels on the belly burst."

As soon as Martina finished speaking smoothly, she received a wink from Judith, her mouth closed immediately, and her expression became annoyed.

She said remedially: "In short, don't worry about Claire, even if there is an accident, Achill will perform the operation for you as soon as possible."

"It's almost there, help me take down the towel." Claire exhaled.

Pushing open the glass door, Judith went outside to get her bathrobe, and Claire stepped out and stood on the fluffy floor towel. She was just about to stretch out her hands to put on the off-white bathrobe when the amniotic fluid broke in her lower body. The translucent liquid mixed with blood fell down the heels of the legs onto the white floor towel.

"Crack."

There was an inconspicuous bone cracking sound accompanied by Martina's nervous cry, and the severe pain made Claire fall to one side, unable to maintain a standing posture.

Things came quickly and suddenly.

"Claire!" Judith dropped the towel in an instant and rushed over to grab her.

Things were exactly as she had imagined a few minutes ago, her thin body did not meet the requirements for the child's birth, and some of her bones cracked.

Claire's eyes were painful and helpless, she fell down on the solid-colored towel, and the bright red blood quickly spread from under her body.

Martina immediately stood up and rushed out, shouting in panic, "Achille!! Achille!! Come here!"

Hearing her terrified scream, the crowd waiting quietly outside suddenly boiled.

Seeing Martina rushing out with tears all over her face, Feiji immediately straightened up and took out her hand from her pocket, "She's about to give birth?!"

"Yes, it's about to give birth. I haven't seen any pregnant woman whose amniotic fluid is made of blood." Martina started to tremble after speaking, "Where's Achill?"

"He forgot about the adrenaline." Figge was about to find him immediately, and Rory stepped forward to find someone before him.

"Please, please hurry up, Claire is not well." Martina's shoulders trembled, and she raised her hand to wipe her tears. The action was frozen, and she was startled by the inadvertent blood on the palm of her hand.

Jones took a thin blanket and covered her body, patted her on the shoulder, "Do you want to go and have a rest?"

Martina, who has no childbirth experience, has never seen this kind of scene, but it does not hinder her courage and concern for her friends.

She pushed off the blanket and pushed the medical cart, "I'm going in."

Under the glare of the pale light, Claire's legs were ruthlessly opened on the delivery bed, as if the blood that had been opened kept dripping and exploding on the floor.

"The kid's been wreaking havoc in her belly, come on, Achill! Get him out! Die!" Judith urged.

Achill and several Zerg divisions of work in an emergency. Claire didn't have the strength to scream. The massive blood loss made her feel very tired. The pain in her lower body didn't seem to be as severe as expected.

The Zerg had expected her to bleed badly, and a large number of blood bags were ready at the side.

"The pubic bone is broken, his head is really big, and there is a layer of transparent fetal membranes." Achille walked quickly to Claire's right hand, and rolled up her wide sleeves.

The blue blood vessels were clearly visible under the pale skin, and he easily inserted the blood transfusion needle into her raised blood vessels.

"It's terrible, isn't it?" Claire paled, the pungent smell of blood in the air and the harsh lights above her head made her feel dizzy.

"Listen, Claire, you're bleeding profusely, and you'll give birth to him before he's completely broken." Achill went back between her legs to check the situation, looking serious.

"Prepare to work hard and follow my rhythm."

Several Zerg gathered together, quietly waiting for the arrival of another king.

Judith has a lot of experience in childbirth. She held Claire's hand and guided her step by step.

The fracture of the pubic bone caused the bone to be stuck in the flesh, and it was constantly being pushed against by a small head. The moment Claire exerted force, the pain reached its peak instantly, and she screamed out tragically.

In the ward not far away, the eyelids of the man lying on the bed trembled, and the mental power connected to the machine fluctuated violently. A few seconds later, the medical equipment connected to him also made crackling sounds, and the lights on the top flickered continuously. .

"Claire! Don't scream, keep pushing." Archer yelled nervously.

It hurts too much, even if it is chemotherapy or even being shot through the body, these pains are not enough to describe this moment.

She felt as if her bones were piercing through the skin, and her child was still trying to get out.

He has a strong desire to survive, she knows it well.

Claire gritted her teeth and exerted force again, the bones were squeezed by the flesh and blood and shifted deeper, she was lying on the bed soaked, her fingers grabbed the hands of Judith and Martina, bleeding out.

The two of them didn't care about the pain at all, they just asked her to cheer up with a heartache.

When the last bit of strength was exhausted, the baby's head was still stuck in the birth canal and could not come out.

I don't know if there is a virus in the blood, and Achill dare not touch her rashly, "The child will suffocate if this continues."

"Give me anesthesia, cut him out! Get him out!" Claire's hoarse voice cracked and ordered, and a flame suddenly ignited in her dim brown eyes, "He wants to live! He must live!"

It was the last thought of her dearest man, who must live.

Achill knew that she had reached her limit, so he no longer hesitated because of the limit of the virus. He turned around and picked up the anesthetic handed over by the Zerg, and was about to inject it with precision, when the door of the delivery room was opened by an external force.

Elijah, who was naked from the upper body, staggered in with his wings folded. He was a little unfamiliar with walking just after waking up.

The scene in front of him broke his liver and gallbladder, and panic surged in his eyes.

"Get it out." He looked at Claire who was almost angry, his eyes were scarlet.

"We are preparing to inject anesthesia until the anesthesia spreads"

"Time is running out."

Before Achill finished speaking, Elijah pushed him away, and made a surprising move under the eyes of the people in the delivery room.

Without any skill or disinfection measures, he pulled out the child wrapped in film.

The particularity of the race made the human-like baby wrapped in a complete and firm film, which was why he couldn't crawl out of Claire's body no matter how hard he struggled.

The child was violently pulled out and Eliga threw it to a Zerg casually. Seeing his attitude as if venting his anger, Martina immediately took the baby blanket prepared on the side to pick up the child.

Claire didn't know what happened at all, she just felt a light in her stomach, and something was thrown out of her body, the voices in her ears were noisy and roaring, she couldn't hear what they said, and the sight in front of her eyes seemed to be like a block The color fragments are hazy.

She suddenly felt very relaxed, but paradoxically tired, so tired that she couldn't lift one arm and move her head, and she couldn't even hook her fingertips together. She wanted to keep this position forever.

"Claire." Elijah came to her side, holding her face with trembling blood-stained palms.

The cry full of pleading, the cry of the baby tearing open the film, passed through the rumbling noise to form a unique sound track and drilled into her ears.

Claire's eyelashes trembled, and she turned her head to the side with difficulty. Seeing the sad and handsome face close at hand, she was a little dazed, and didn't realize why he suddenly appeared here.

"Claire." Elijah approached her, carefully touching her chapped lips with thin lips.

His voice sounded close at hand, with depression and sadness, "I thought it was the same as ordinary production, I ignored some accidents."

He is a bachelor who has been around for ten thousand years, and the only pregnancy knowledge he has come into contact with is the queen's eggs and the birth of orcs. How could he know that there are accidents, and she can't let him know that these accidents exist. If he knows, the child will not live down.

Claire had a lot to say, but her mouth moved, but she could only ask weakly, "Are you back?"

Warm fingers stroked her face over and over, her messy blonde hair.

"I'm back." His voice was hoarse, and he comforted her very gently, "You will be fine, no illness can take you away, and there will be no more accidents."

Martina hugged the child to her side, and Claire's increasingly dim eyes turned around the man's sad face and saw the beautiful little face.

The thinning black hair hung on his scalp like Cassius, but the brown eyes were just like hers.

Warm and loving.

He will be a good boy.

A slight smile appeared on Claire's face, and the corners of her raised lips gradually froze along with the dilated pupils.

"Claire" Cassius' eyes froze, and his eyes were more dazed than a child lost in the darkness. This daze disappeared after hearing her still weak heartbeat, and sharp teeth were exposed from under his lips.

"Commander! You'll infect Claire!" Judith said anxiously. Claire's belly already had something similar to venom, and she was really afraid that this mouthful would kill Claire completely.

Cassius' eyes were cruel and loving.

Of course his woman can't leave him, his venom will make her infected with the plague, but the super healing power can also keep her alive.

(End of this chapter)