Song Yi

Chapter 189 Fetal Disease

Du Wenhao put down the scalpel, changed his hand, and stroked the pregnant woman's swollen belly again. After a moment of pondering, he turned to Xue Fei'er and said, "Bring the golden needle!"

"Golden needle? What are you using the golden needle for? Acupuncture for pain relief?" While talking, he took the golden needle and handed it to Du Wenhao.

Du Wenhao held the needle in his right hand, and groped with his left hand on the protruding belly of the parturient. After a moment, he stopped. The thumb and forefinger of his left hand spread into a figure of eight. Pressing it down, the golden needle penetrated slowly. Immediately, the parturient's skin under his palm moved slightly. .

Du Wenhao focused on observing, watching the movement of the skin on the parturient's lower abdomen, the movement began to move downward, and soon, the parturient screamed weakly: "Ouch..., I'm going..., I'm coming out! It hurts so much! Ouch! The child is about to come out! Hehe..., Ouch..."

The second daughter was surprised and delighted, Xue Feier hurriedly pushed Du Wenhao away: "Brother, get out quickly, beware of bad luck!"

The ancients were the most particular about this. They thought it was filthy for a pregnant woman to give birth, and men should not be around, otherwise they would be unlucky for a lifetime.

After Du Wenhao was pushed out by Xue Feier and the door was closed, Pang Yuqin hurriedly removed the surgical towel, separated the mother's legs, and instructed the mother how to breathe and give birth vigorously.

When Du Wenhao was pushed out of the door by Xue Feier, old man Pu and his son Pu Ling were scurrying around the door like ants on a hot pot, while Mrs. Pu took a chair and sat aside, watching with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

Seeing Du Wenhao coming out, Old Man Pu and Pu Ling rushed up to meet him and asked, "Mr. Du, how is it?"

Du Wenhao smiled: "I'm going to give birth soon!"

"Really?" Old man Pu hadn't realized it yet, "Didn't you say caesarean section? Why did it happen so quickly..."

"I haven't had a cesarean section yet, I just got an injection, and the young lady is about to give birth. This time it should go well, don't worry. Hehe"

"Oh! What a miracle doctor! Mr. Du is a miracle doctor! Thank God!"

Puling took two steps happily, stopped at the door, raised his head and shouted: "Xizhi, don't be afraid, Mr. Du is at the door, Mr. Du has already said, he has a golden needle, and you will give birth soon." It's a child! Don't worry! Huh..."

As Pu Ling talked, he couldn't help crying with joy.

Mrs. Pu stood up and looked at Du Wenhao in a daze: "Can you really give birth safely?"

"Hmm! No problem!"

As if to make a footnote for Du Wenhao's answer, a baby's cry "Wow...!" came from the room, the sound was as thin as a cat.

Xue Fei'er also shouted in surprise in the room: "It's done! It's born! It's born!"

Mrs. Pu stared blankly at the door, as if she couldn't believe her ears, she said to herself, "It really happened?"

Du Wenhao smiled and said: "The old lady doesn't seem to want the child to be born?"

The old lady Pu stared and said: "Why don't I want to give birth? The child is from my Pu family, so I naturally hope that the mother and child will be safe. I just said earlier that someone has tampered with it, so it is impossible for Xizhi to give birth to this child!"

"Really?" Du Wenhao smiled meaningfully.

"Why are you laughing, it's just like this!" Mrs. Pu was a little dissatisfied.Immediately, he asked curiously: "Your wife also used gold needles to prick the acupoints before. After several needles, she couldn't give birth. How did you give birth after one needle?"

"Whether it works or not, the key is not to see how many needles are inserted, but whether the needles are placed in the right place!"

"Where are you stuck?"

Du Wenhao raised his left hand and pointed to the Hukou acupoint on his palm: "Here, this is where the child is pierced!"

"Why do you want to stick here?"

"When I groped the mother's abdomen to determine the position of the fetus, I found that the fetus's fists were tightly clenched, which was very strange. Then I groped carefully and found that the child's small fist was holding something. When I thought about it carefully, I guess the child had already out of the afterbirth. , For some unknown reason, the palm of the hand convulsed and grabbed the umbilical cord by mistake, making it impossible to give birth, so a gold needle was used to prick the child's tiger's mouth point, the child was in pain, and he let go of his hand, so he was able to give birth."

Granny Pu's eyes widened and she stared at Du Wenhao in a daze.

Old man Pu and Pu Ling were even more pleasantly surprised. They were lucky to meet such a famous doctor as Du Wenhao and give birth smoothly with one injection.

Du Wenhao looked at Mrs. Pu, and said lightly: "Old lady, such things as the torn clothes and the fetus holding the umbilical cord are rare, I am very surprised, why did it appear on your daughter-in-law Su? - the old lady knows about it. reason?"

Mrs. Pu looked a little dazed: "The reason... oh, it's strange, why did you ask me? How do I know!——I don't believe what you said is so amazing! There is no such thing in the world as a needle to make the child let go." Wait for something! Bring the child to me to see!"

The old man Pu said: "Anyway, it will be fine if the child is born, why bother to be serious! By the way, I haven't asked whether it is a son or a daughter."

Old lady Pu curled her lips: "It must be a girl's film! If it was a son, the people inside would have congratulated me!"

Granny Pu's face suddenly became ugly.

At this moment, I heard Pang Yuqin's nervous voice in the room saying: "Sir, what should I do? The mother's afterbirth won't come down!"

Du Wenhao pondered for a while, and said: "Drink Shixiaosan with hot wine, and the lochia afterbirth will come down together!"

The old man Pu hurriedly ordered his son to get the wine and medicine, but the old lady Pu sneered: "Okay! Good recipe! Xizhi never drinks alcohol, and gets drunk when he gets drunk. This is good! After drinking wine, you don't have to do anything! "

Du Wenhao frowned and said, "Young mistress can't handle alcohol? Then this recipe won't work. Once she gets drunk and passes out, she won't be able to give birth to a fetus. Wait, let me think about it... how about it, stir-fried with black beans Then burn the red iron and weigh it with a hammer, quench the wine with the beans, pour the beans into the wine and melt the Yimu Erpill, and the afterbirth will come out from the blood. This recipe does not need to drink the wine, it should be fine!"

Mrs. Pu glanced at Du Wenhao: "How many prescriptions are you hiding in your stomach?"

"Whether it's more or less, or less, it's enough!"

The housekeeper at the side hurriedly prepared the prescription according to Du Wenhao's instructions, and soon, the medicine was ready and brought into the room.

Not long after, Pang Yuqin's surprise cry came from inside the room: "Okay! The afterbirth has fallen!"

The people outside the house let out a long sigh of relief.

After a while, the door creaked and was pulled open. Xue Feier stood at the door with a baby in her arms and said, "It's a daughter, mother and child are safe!"

The old man Pu's old face suddenly pulled away, he stomped his feet, turned around with his hands behind his back, walked out of Wuweitang by himself, and walked away.

Pu Ling was also very depressed affectionately, glanced at the back of his father leaving, shook his head, and let out a long sigh.

Mrs. Pu laughed loudly: "Daughter is good! Why is my daughter not well? Show me!" She reached out to take the swaddle from Xue Feier's hand, and carefully opened it, only to see the child's wrinkled face, suffocating. His mouth was crying, but the voice was weak and worrying, especially the two wrinkled little fists, which were clenched tightly and waved in the air, as if they were going to compete with fate.

Mrs. Pu didn't take a close look at the baby's appearance, she just grabbed the baby's small hand, pulled it over and took a look: "Ha! It's pure nonsense, what kind of gold needle pricks the hand, how can there be a needle eye here?"

"People have two hands, old lady." Du Wenhao joked.

Mrs. Pu blushed, regretting that she was too restless, and hurriedly took the child's other small hand, and took a closer look at the tiger's mouth point. Sure enough, a small needle eye was in sight!

Mrs. Pu was very surprised, and took another look at Du Wenhao: "I can't see that you have such high medical skills at such a young age."

Du Wenhao clasped his hands and said: "Thank you for the compliment, but although the child was born, the child convulsed in the mother's womb. There must be something wrong with it. I'm afraid it won't last long. Dementia."

Mrs. Pu smiled: "This is already his good fortune! What else can you pray for?"

Pu Ling heard Du Wenhao's words, and asked with a mournful face: "God, I just came out of the mother's womb and fell into a serious illness. How can I live in this life! Woooooo..."

Mrs. Pu said coldly: "Don't worry, Mother has already figured out what to do with this child..."

"No, no!" Pu Ling hurriedly carried the child from Mrs. Pu's arms, seeing the child's terrifying appearance, filled with grief and indignation, and sobbed in a low voice: "Mother! The child is the blood of the Pu family, no matter what. In the same way, we also want to pull her up!"

"It's up to you if you like to raise a fool! Mother, don't care!" Mrs. Pu turned her face away angrily.

Pu Ling cried and asked Du Wenhao: "Mr. Du, what kind of disease is my daughter suffering from?"

"Now the child is too young to be diagnosed. Moreover, I am not good at treating infants and young children, but my apprentice is very good at the imperial physician Cheng Qian Yi of the Tai Hospital. He may have something to do."

"Thank you! Thank you so much! Please save my daughter! It doesn't matter how much money you want!"

Du Wenhao sighed: "However, to be honest, even if my apprentice comes, he may not be able to find a suitable way to cure Ling Ai's illness for a while. After all, we don't know what happened to Ling Ai. She has convulsions in her mother's womb. If she wants to cure her disease from the root cause, she must know where the problem lies,——Old lady, can you show this junior the prescription of Imperial Physician Lin Yuan?"

"What are you doing here? I can't remember where I put it! It's alright, you don't need to take care of our family's affairs, you are a doctor, just take care of the treatment, - butler! Butler! Give Mr. Du ten taels of silver! guest!"

The accompanying butler took ten taels of silver and gave it to Du Wenhao.Du Wenhao took it with a smile.

"Huh? Why don't you leave?" Mrs. Pu stared.

"Old lady, are you confused? This is my home, it's in our Wuweitang pharmacy! Where do you want me to go?"

Suddenly, Mrs. Pu blushed and snorted, "Let's go!"

Since Su Xizhi didn't have a cesarean delivery, she naturally didn't need to be hospitalized, but she couldn't move just after she gave birth, so the servants covered the curtains on all sides of the delivery bed where she was lying tightly. The big ox cart was transported back to Pu's house.

(End of this chapter)