Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Seven days passed, and Li Miaohan's body felt increasingly unwell.

The midwife at home suddenly discovered Li Miaohan's severe abdominal pain and immediately sent her to Taoyuan Medical Clinic.

Taoyuan Medical Clinic had also arranged a ward specifically according to Fang Zheng Yi's instructions.

A few days prior, the clinic had already announced that it would no longer receive patients, and the surrounding area was guarded by the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

At this moment, Li Miaohan had already entered the ward.

Fang Zheng Yi paced anxiously outside, as the incident was sudden and there was no time to notify the palace; he had just sent someone to notify them.

Now, only Wang Meng was by his side.

Fang Zheng Yi took a few steps, then pressed his ear to the ward door, only able to faintly hear the fragmented conversations of the midwives inside.

Not hearing any movement from Li Miaohan, he became anxious and hurriedly knocked on the door, loudly saying, "Why is there no sound!"

After a short while, a midwife came out of the room, looked at Fang Zheng Yi with a smile and said, "Master, she hasn't started giving birth yet... naturally there's no sound."

"Look, you shouldn't wait here, go outside and wait, it's inauspicious."

Fang Zheng Yi glared: "What's inauspicious! Don't give me that nonsense, how is the Princess?"

"Soon, soon, Master, please be patient," the midwife comforted.

"Hurry back and watch... protect the baby! Protect the baby!"

"Understood, Master."

After the midwife went back inside, Fang Zheng Yi sat down against the door, sighing heavily.

The probability of dying in childbirth made him feel very tense... giving birth is really too scary.

Seeing this, Wang Meng said: "Master, don't sit at the door, it's just been disinfected."

Fang Zheng Yi silently got up and returned to Wang Meng's side.

"Master, rest assured, the midwives here are very experienced. When they were recruited, I did some research, and among ordinary people giving birth, three or four out of ten have difficult births. And they can at least increase the success rate by one or two tenths!"

Fang Zheng Yi's heart suddenly twitched, and he glared at Wang Meng.

Damn it! Isn't that still gambling with life?

But on second thought, increasing by one or two tenths was already a leap forward, so he asked: "How do they increase it so much?"

"Master, it's actually simple. In the past, when folk women gave birth, they never disinfected, only using a lot of hot water for simple treatment. Just the act of washing hands with alcohol for disinfection can greatly reduce the danger."

Fang Zheng Yi suddenly understood.

Wang Meng continued: "Besides this, these midwives all have a unique skill!"

"What unique skill?" Fang Zheng Yi's eyes lit up.

Hearing 'unique skill' gave people a feeling of certainty.

"When a woman has a difficult birth, in most cases it's because the baby is in the wrong position. A good midwife can break the baby's collarbone and then take it out, so that the mother and child are safe. However, this is also very extreme and tests skill, and is not very reliable."

Break the collarbone... and then take it out?

Fang Zheng Yi was stunned by such a brutal method.

"Isn't there forceps! Why do such a bloody thing?"

"What are forceps?" Wang Meng asked.

Seeing his ignorant look, Fang Zheng Yi was also puzzled. Forceps weren't a high-tech product in his memory, they should have existed long ago, but looking at Wang Meng's expression, he was clueless. Could it be that he remembered wrong?

"It's something like scissors, but the front is an oval ring shape, which can clamp the child's head and pull it out. Have you all never seen it?"

Fang Zheng Yi gestured with his hand.

Wang Meng fell into deep thought, shook his head and muttered: "Never seen it, but it sounds reasonable... seems feasible."

Seeing him pondering again, Fang Zheng Yi felt annoyed in his heart.

A thousand calculations missed one thing, he had prepared for so long but still forgot some things.

It's good to have one more guarantee, but now there's no time to prepare, I can only hope everything goes smoothly.

Wang Meng was still on the side, squinting his eyes, making a scissor-holding gesture with his hand, gesturing in the air.

After gesturing for more than ten minutes, he nodded and said: "Master, this is really a good idea. When the midwife comes out, I will discuss it with them, maybe it can save many lives."

Fang Zheng Yi nodded unconsciously, his mind was now entirely on the ward, very nervous, and he didn't have the energy to consider other issues.

If only there was a mobile phone, he could play a round of King of Glory to relax...

Wang Meng also said: "Master, do you still remember that jade? It's still buried in the courtyard of the medical clinic, are we not going to take care of that thing?"

"What jade?" Fang Zheng Yi asked irritably.

"It's that jade that has killed many people, it was also in the newspaper. There are rumors that there is a ghost in that jade. I looked closely and also felt it was a bit magical, it's the first time I've seen jade that glows."

"Master, I don't believe in ghosts, but those people who died because of the jade are too strange, and there is no reasonable explanation now. You asked us to bury it, do you know something?"

Fang Zheng Yi slapped his forehead!

He forgot, he had asked them to bury the stone with nuclear radiation before, he had completely forgotten.

But Wang Meng asked this, and he really didn't know how to explain it, so he said: "That stone is poisonous, prolonged contact with the body will cause illness, it has nothing to do with ghosts. In the future, stay away from that kind of stone when you encounter it again. By the way, how deep did you bury that jade?"

"About two zhang deep."

Fang Zheng Yi thought, two zhang is deep enough, just a small accessory shouldn't have any impact.

"When this is over, you go find some craftsmen to make a lead box, specially for storing that poisonous jade, the box walls should be this thick. Put it in the medical clinic, cover it with a glass cover, and don't let people take it at will."

Fang Zheng Yi gestured with his hand, about three or four centimeters thick.

He didn't know much about these things, and the unreliable knowledge he did have was all from movies and TV dramas, but it couldn't hurt to wrap it in a lead lump.

Suddenly, a painful groan came from inside the ward.

Fang Zheng Yi tensed up and didn't dare to think too much, carefully staring at the door.

He couldn't help at all now, he could only worry anxiously, this feeling of powerlessness was really uncomfortable...

He didn't know how long had passed, the sounds inside the ward were intermittent.

Fang Zheng Yi was already covered in sweat, his heart in a mess.

He wanted to go up and knock on the door to ask, but he was afraid of disturbing the midwife. In the end, he couldn't help but ask loudly at the door.

Hearing them say inside that it was still a normal situation, Fang Zheng Yi's heart relaxed a little.

But at this moment, several figures appeared on the stairs, led by Emperor Jing!

Li Yuanzhao couldn't wait to rush out from behind him, quickly ran to Fang Zheng Yi and said anxiously: "Lao Fang, how is it?"

Seeing that Emperor Jing had also come, Fang Zheng Yi forced a smile: "Still in a normal situation, greetings Your Majesty."

Emperor Jing's expression was calm, his eyes looking towards the ward with worry.

He was more aware of the dangers of women giving birth than others, several concubines in the palace had lost their lives due to difficult births.

But being anxious was useless.

"Don't worry, childbirth often takes several hours. I brought people from the Imperial Hospital, if there is a situation, let them take over."

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."