The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 7: Both
The air in the delivery room was filled with blood and gas. After Song Dalin came in, Midwife Liu and Doctor Luo were explaining the situation to him while making their final efforts.

Song Dalin's eyes were red and he held Ye Qiuniang's hand tightly. Song Qingwan didn't know whether he had heard her or not.

When Midwife Liu saw Song Qingwan coming in, she just frowned and continued, "It's premature, the fetus is in an abnormal position, and I've been massaging for a long time but it's useless. The baby didn't move over. I wonder if it was injured in the fall?

The woman in labor is also bleeding heavily, so I asked Dr. Luo to come."

Doctor Luo nodded and continued, "I have checked through the clothes and felt that the baby still has a heartbeat. The specific situation will be known after the baby is born.

The woman who had undergone labor received acupuncture for heavy bleeding, which relieved some of the symptoms. However, she was now weak and had Tian Qi make medicine for her.

But the situation is still not optimistic. It is very difficult to save both adults and children, and the chance of success is only 10%.

If you only save one side, the chance is only 40%, and you have to spend money on precious medicinal materials, such as century-old ginseng to save your life.

Now that Lord Song has returned, you can give me some advice." Doctor Luo's clinic is small, but his medical skills are very reliable.

It was precisely because of this that Song Dalin's face turned even paler. He said without hesitation, "Sir, please save my wife."

But Ye Qiuniang on the bed shook her head. She could clearly feel her life slipping away. She was afraid that she would have a hemorrhage and die. It would be better to save the child.

If she hadn't been careless, how could she have let the child suffer? She said with great difficulty and determination, "Save, the child."

"No! Lord Bao, I don't want a child, never again. I just want you to live well."

From the farmhouse to the capital, only the couple knew what hardships they had experienced. Ye Qiuniang had suffered so much with him and had never enjoyed a single day of happiness. How could she just leave like this?
Song Dalin firmly disagreed, and his eyes were full of affection as he looked at Ye Qiuniang.

Seeing her husband's choice and reluctance, Ye Qiuniang was very happy and smiled palely, "That's enough of you. Don't blame Xiaoqi. From now on..."

Is this to prepare for the afterlife? Song Qingwan certainly wouldn't allow it. How could she give up her life until the last moment?

"Save both of them. Doctor Luo, please do everything you can to stop my mother's bleeding, no matter how expensive the medicine is. Dad, bring me your jar of strong liquor." Song Qingwan picked up Song's father and pushed him to do the work.

This stunned everyone present. They saw Song Qingwan had rolled up her sleeves. What was she trying to do?
Although Song Qingwan has never given birth to a child, she still knows basic common sense, especially for a killer like her who has a special understanding of the human body structure.

She thought that because Ye Qiuniang fell and gave birth prematurely, the baby's head did not turn to the bottom of the pelvis, which caused the difficult delivery. The midwife was only massaging the surface of the abdomen and was afraid that she could not turn the baby.

Then, she reached in and pulled the child out. This kind of operation was not unavailable to Western medicine in the last days. As long as the anti-inflammatory and disinfection work was done properly, both the adult and the child could most likely be saved.

Song Dalin didn't know what his daughter was going to do, but just like changing clothes and washing up before, after seeing his daughter's calmness, he did it as she said. Anyway, there was no better way now.

The liquor was kept in the room and Song Dalin brought it out quickly.

Song Qingwan took the wine jar and poured some into the empty basin, then soaked her hands in it. She ignored the stinging pain from the wound and said, "Dad, please go out."

At times like this, the word "Dad" has the effect of bringing people close, soothing them, and making them feel at ease. Song Qingwan calls him that very easily.

Furthermore, she couldn't let Song Dalin see what she was doing, otherwise it would be her fault if it affected her parents' future married life.

"Wanwan?" Song Dalin finally became much more sober, his eyes became increasingly profound. His daughter had changed so much, how could he not notice it?
"Trust me." Song Qingwan could only say these two words. Song Dalin opened his mouth, but finally turned around and walked out the door. She was his daughter, his daughter.
"Wanwan." Not only did Mrs. Liu and Doctor Luo not understand this operation, even Ye Qiu'niang, the mother, did not understand it.

"Mom, you have to hold on. If you let go, what will happen to the seven of us? Dad is still young, and he can find a stepmother in the future.

Living in your house, sleeping with your man, abusing your children, and spending your savings, are you really willing to do that? I saw that the tofu beauty at the end of the alley was very concerned about my father and always gave him an extra piece of tofu.

Come on, relax, I will pull my brother out right away."

Sure enough, after Song Qingwan's stimulation, Song's mother visibly regained some vitality, and her desire to survive became stronger.

"Madam, please don't mess around."

"Yes, I have never heard of this method. It will only cause more harm to the children and adults, right?"

Midwife Liu and Doctor Luo both objected. They did not believe that Song Qingwan, a virgin, understood childbirth, otherwise she would never have come up with such a brutal method.

"My hands are small, but I know how to control them. Granny Liu, please prepare the things to do after the baby is born. Doctor Luo and ginseng will be used. Put a piece of medicine in your mouth and bring a bowl of brown sugar water.

Please, both of you!" Song Qingwan was very decisive. She ignored the two people's attempts to stop her and groped and pressed Song's mother's belly with both hands to roughly understand the position of the child.

After soaking her hands in wine, she started from the bottom and gently inserted it. Fortunately, the amniotic fluid broke after her touch, so the baby should be safe.

Song's mother, who had been feeling numb and painful for a long time, actually opened her five fingers. She didn't feel particularly uncomfortable, but just a little unnatural. It was a sin to let her daughter do such a thing.

When Midwife Liu saw that Song's mother was in good condition, her tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little and she watched Song Qingwan's actions carefully.

Because she had already made preparations for the birth, she could clean up as soon as the baby came out.

After feeding the patient the ginseng, Doctor Luo turned around and went outside to change the prescription, which was an expensive one.

Song Qingwan's hand groped in Song's mother's belly for a while, and slowly turned the baby's head. After making sure that he was not strangled by the umbilical cord, she slowly pulled him out.

The adults felt that the force was very light, but it might have been uncomfortable for the child, which made the bloody Xiaoqi cry out loudly as soon as he came out.

But the baby's loud and painful cry is a blessing to people inside and outside the house.

"It's born! It's a son." Midwife Liu witnessed a miracle and was happier than Song Qingwan and Song's mother. She took Song Qingwan's hand and tied and cut the baby's umbilical cord neatly.

Then she took it and cleaned it with warm water in the house, but then she suddenly realized, "Madam, the child's leg is so weak, is it broken?"

"What's wrong? Is the child okay?" Mother Song became anxious when she heard this and struggled to get up.

"Don't worry, mom. Let Doctor Luo take a look later. Even if it's broken, it will heal slowly as long as the bone is set." Song Qingwan comforted her mother for a while, and her mother gradually calmed down.

Midwife Liu thought Song Qingwan was just comforting her mother, so she didn't refute it. She had seen people with broken bones since ancient times, and they could never heal.

(End of this chapter)