This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

At this time, the midwife had wrapped up the child and came trembling with the child. "Little, miss, there's something wrong with the child's face. Look."

"What? Come here quickly!" Su Chang smiled, trembling in his heart, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

The midwife quickly held the child in front of Su Changxiao. Su Changxiao smiled and found that the child was blue and blue, her breath was weak, and her heart trembled violently.

"What's the matter? Mother, look at my child. What's the matter with him? Why is his face so bad? Why don't you cry?" Su Chang smiled and said in fear.

Bai Shi hurriedly said, "maybe when you have dystocia, the child stayed in your stomach for too long, resulting in suffocation. Midwife, clap the child's feet, come on!"

"Yes, madam," said the midwife, and hurried to pat the child on the soles of her feet.

At this moment, Su Changxiao and Bai's heart were raised.

This child is Su Chang's last hope to laugh. He must be OK!

Just then, a faint cry came, and the midwife hurriedly said, "yes, there is a cry, great, the child is fine!"

"Really? It's all right, but his cry is so light and not loud at all." Su Chang smiled and worried.

Bai Shi said, "come on, go and call the doctor in and let the doctor show the child."

"Yes, madam." the servant girl said and went out.

Su Chang smiled and looked painfully at the child in her arms. The child was very blue and blue and the cry was very weak. She was so afraid that something would happen to him.

If her children die like Li Tianwei's children, she will go crazy!

Now she knows that Li Tianwei must have been very painful. She wants to kill herself on the spot!

At this time, the servant girl had called the doctor in, followed by King Zhao with a dark face.

Seeing King Zhao coming in, Bai's busy guest said, "Lord, you often laugh when you come to see me?"

As soon as king Zhao came in, he smelled the bloody smell all over the room. He glanced at Su Chang with disgust and said in a deep voice, "I didn't come to see her. Su Chang smiled. I warned you that even if you gave birth to this child, I won't admit his identity."

Su often smiled coolly: "Lord, it's no use if you don't admit it. Your bones and blood are always flowing on him. You can never deny it!"

"You!"

"Wang Ye, the child's condition is not very good. Please let the little one see the child first." Zhao Wang was about to speak and was suddenly interrupted by the doctor.

Hearing the doctor's words, he shook his hand angrily, "you see!"

The doctor immediately went forward and hurried to examine the child.

After checking for a while, his look became very dignified. He shrank and said, "Lord, the child stayed in the mother for too long, resulting in severe asphyxia. Now he is breathing very weak and his limbs are cold. If he doesn't rescue, he may be in danger."

"What? Doctor, please save my child. Please save him." Su Chang smiled and burst into tears.

The doctor hurriedly said, "OK, I'll clean up the mucus in the child's mouth first and see if he can breathe normally."

When the doctor finished, he hurried to clean the amniotic fluid, blood and mucus in the child's mouth.

After cleaning up, he found that the child's breathing was still very weak and hurriedly said, "this child is congenitally deficient and needs good diagnosis and treatment. In this way, I'll give him acupuncture and massage first, and then cook some Shenfu soup and Sini Soup for him, hoping to save his life!"