Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 389

The actions of the gentlemen immediately frightened the little maids in the room even more, and they all cried even more.

Yao Qingxiang, who was standing at the door, watched the Wen women leave one by one, his legs gave way, and he collapsed directly against the door.

When it came to Wang Zhujun who was lying on the bed, she suddenly seemed to be liberated, she finally didn't have to hold on so hard, she could go away with peace of mind.

Meng Kejun immediately rushed to Wang Zhujun's head, held her hand tightly, and murmured with his trembling mouth, "Impossible, no, nothing will happen to you, sister Zhujun, don't worry." , you'll be fine."

Seeing that Meng Kejun was so sad, Wang Zhujun smiled, she stretched out her other hand, and gently stroked Meng Kejun's hand, "Kejun, don't be sad, this is my life, in fact, I really envy you!"

Meng Ke was crying so hard that she was still sitting in the tent discussing things with herself in the morning, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, she was lying here, saying that she was about to die.

"If there is a next life...I must live like you...I must live like you..."

Hearing what Wang Zhujun said, Yao Qingxiang, who was paralyzed at the door, rushed in immediately. He pushed Meng Kejun who was guarding the bedside away, and then held Wang Zhujun's shoulders tightly with both hands, shaking desperately.

Seeing that Yao Qingxiang seemed to be going crazy, Meng Kejun immediately got up and wanted to push him away, but he swung him away again.

"Wang Zhujun, what are you doing like this? What is it if you die like this? If you die, Yu Meixin, Yu Zesheng, won't the Yu family succeed? Would you like to see the Xianghe Building finally handed over to you to kill your son and enemy? in?"

"Would you like to see the Xianghe Building that your eldest brother spent his whole life in finally becoming the surname of your murderer and enemy?"

"If you don't want to, you can wake me up, and you can stick to it!"

Meng Kejun, who was lying on the ground, suddenly understood that Yao Qingxiang was using aggressive methods to stimulate Wang Zhujun's sense of survival.

"Uh--"

Wang Zhujun, who had gradually lost consciousness, immediately gasped when she heard Yao Qingxiang say Yu Meixin and murder her son and enemy.

"I want revenge! I want Yu Meixin to pay for his life! Yes! I can't just die like this! I'm too cheap for them!"

"Yes! You can't just die like this! We want revenge! We want to avenge the child! We can't make the Yu family feel better!"

When Yao Qingxiang and Wang Zhujun said these words, there was deep-seated hatred in their eyes.

Although Yao Qingxiang's words sounded a bit extreme, at least it gave Wang Zhujun the consciousness to survive.

Not daring to delay any longer, Meng Kejun quickly got up from the ground, pushed Yao Qingxiang out of the room, rolled up his sleeves, and said to the old doctor Bai outside the door, "Won't come, I'll come! I'll do it inside, you Talk about it outside! It's life or death, let's fight!"

After washing her hands, Meng Kejun walked to the bed. Her heart had never been beating so fast, and she felt that Wang Zhujun's life and death were in her hands at this moment.

To be honest, she didn't have any idea in her heart, but she had no choice. If she didn't do anything at this moment, she could only watch Wang Zhujun lying on the bed die.

"Sister Zhu, don't be afraid, let's work hard together."

In fact, what she said was not to be afraid, it was more for herself.

After taking a deep breath, Meng Kejun walked to the end of the bed.

"Sister Zhu, now I can only rely on you. You take a deep breath, and then push yourself hard. You can use as much strength as you want."

Meng Kejun doesn't know much about giving birth and is inexperienced, but she watches a lot of TV, and she also knows basic medical knowledge. The baby in her stomach can't wriggle by itself, and now she can only rely on Wang Zhujun to push herself.

Hearing Meng Kejun's words, Wang Zhujun grabbed the bed sheet with both hands and tried his best to "uh--"

Grasping the back of his hand on the sheet, his veins bulged, and bean-sized sweat dripped down his wet hair from his forehead.

Just at this moment, Wang Zhujun felt that all the strength in his whole body was exhausted.

But apart from the piercing pain in my stomach, I didn't feel anything else at all.

Meng Kejun glanced at it, and knew that this was not going to work. If it was done like this, Wang Zhujun's energy would be exhausted within three strokes.

She immediately said to the maid at the side, "If you dare to go in, go to the kitchen to get some food. If you want thinner ones, if you really don't understand, you can ask Doctor Bai and let him tell you what to get."

He raised his hand and touched the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. At this moment, Mr. Meng Ke's clothes inside and out were all soaked in sweat.

She climbed onto the bed and lay next to Wang Zhujun's stomach. She patted Wang Zhujun's hand, "Sister Zhujun, don't be afraid, I'm right here, and I'll live with you."

Then he raised his head and yelled to the old doctor Bai who was standing at the door, "Doctor Bai, what should I do now? Sister Zhujun can't come out suddenly, what can I do to help?"

"You have to work hard with Mrs. Yao Shao. When Mrs. Yao is working hard, you touch her belly, squeeze her up and down, and squeeze down. Remember to use your strength, even if she hurts you, you can't be soft-hearted."

"I gave her birth-inducing medicine. If it's quick, she should be born in a few strokes. Remember, you must be cruel to push the baby out of your stomach."

The old doctor Bai standing at the door was also sweating anxiously. Fortunately, the person inside was Meng Kejun. He knew that Meng Kejun was smart and prudent, so he had a little confidence in his heart.

"But Miss Jun, you heard me. Doctor Bai said that the baby can be born in just two or three strokes, so let's grit our teeth and work hard together to try to give birth to the baby once."

Meng Kejun pretended to be relaxed and said to Wang Zhujun, then shook his hands and moved the muscles and bones in his hands.

Wang Zhujun, who was drenched all over, nodded, and the two of them took a deep breath at the same time.

Both hands were pressed on Wang Zhujun's stomach, but before she could press it down with much force, Wang Zhujun frowned in pain and bit his lip, the bloodless lower lip was bleeding out from her bite.

Meng Kejun's face turned pale with fright, and he immediately retracted his hands.

Seeing Meng Kejun retracting his hand, Wang Zhujun immediately looked at her, "Why...why let go..."

"You hurt like this, I can't bear it."

While Meng Kejun was speaking, he kept blaming himself for being useless in his heart.

After taking a deep breath, Wang Zhujun said, "I don't have much time...I don't want to die like this...I want to avenge my child..."

"Keun, please help me! Either it hurts or you die! I don't want to die!"

While speaking, Wang Zhujun's hand pressed down on her stomach, but she didn't have enough strength, so it didn't work at all.

"Okay!" Seeing that Mr. Wang Zhujun was completely desperate, Meng Kejun rolled up his sleeves again, and then turned to Xiaoshuang and said, "Go and put that clean handkerchief in Sister Zhujun's mouth, don't let her use her teeth." Hurt yourself."

"And the two of you, come and watch by the side. If Miss Zhu is in so much pain that she can't take it anymore and wants to get up, you can press her body. There are now five of us, one life. If you fight for this one, you will succeed."

The little maids immediately did what Meng Kejun said, and after making full preparations, Meng Kejun nodded at Wang Zhujun, and pressed his hand on her stomach again.

(End of this chapter)