Jiang Qingwan invited Mo Yunhan along, but did not bring anyone else.

Although Mo Yunhan was a man, the street chief's son couldn't care less at the moment and immediately led the way.

The street chief's courtyard was surrounded by many residents.

After three years without children, they are now eagerly awaiting the arrival of a new life.

Moreover, the words Jiang Qingwan spoke in the council hall at Chenshi today have already spread throughout the village.

They all wanted to see if it was true.

"Make way, all of you make way."

The street chief's son shouted.

The crowd immediately parted to make way.

Jiang Qingwan and Mo Yunhan went straight inside.

The villagers whispered among themselves.

"They brought out several basins of bloody water. If they could really save someone, wouldn't they be gods?"

“I think it’s unlikely. If she can really be saved, I’ll have to ask for a child too.”

"The street chief's daughter-in-law was completely naked, and my husband went in to check her body. How could she possibly be alive?"

The lively discussion drew the attention of the street chief's son, who also blocked the entrance.

"Fairy Maiden, he... he can't go in."

Jiang Qingwan glanced inside and finally nodded.

“He is a prince. Although he is not the emperor, he was born into the royal family and naturally possesses the aura of a dragon, which can quell any chaos within the residence. However, there is a difference between men and women, and it is indeed impolite for him to intrude at this moment. Here’s what we’ll do: drive all the villagers out, at least ten feet away, so as not to disturb the prince’s aura.”

Upon hearing this, the street chief's son immediately did as instructed.

He turned around and started to chase people away.

At this moment, the street chief came out from the side room, holding a red silk ribbon in his hand.

"You bastard, who told you to call them here?"

The street chief's son said anxiously, "Xiaoyun is dying, but the fairy can save her."

The street chief disagreed.

“I just prayed to our ancestors for blessings. As long as this red silk is tied around Xiaoyun’s waist, the child will be born smoothly.”

Seeing his certainty, the street chief's son hesitated.

Jiang Qingwan grabbed Mo Yunhan's hand and drew a talisman on his palm, then winked at the red silk.

Mo Yunhan understood immediately and gently swung his palm. No one saw his movement; they only felt a gust of wind. When they came to their senses, someone immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"What do you see on the red silk?"

"Why is it so dark? And can you smell anything foul?"

The street chief looked down and was so frightened that he threw it away immediately.

"How...how could this be?"

Jiang Qingwan provided an explanation at the opportune moment.

“This red silk of yours is full of death energy. Women giving birth and children in labor can cross the line between Yin and Yang. If you use this red silk to lure out a child, it is questionable whether the child you lure out will even be alive.”

The son was terrified when he went to pay the bill.

He had been waiting for a son for a long time, and he absolutely could not allow anything to happen to him.

At this moment, the midwife rushed out with her hands stained with blood.

"Oh no, Xiaoyun isn't breathing."

The street chief's son was in a great hurry.

"Fairy Maiden, hurry in and save them!"

Jiang Qingwan pointed to the street chief.

"Everyone, including him, should get out. Don't spoil the atmosphere in the courtyard."

The street chief's son dared not disobey, and dragged the street chief away. The others also dared not take responsibility and pushed him away as well.

Jiang Qingwan looked at the midwife.

"Go wash your hands, bring in a basin of hot water, and get a charcoal stove burning very brightly."

Seeing that the street chief's son was obedient, the midwife naturally had no objections.

I quickly ran to the kitchen.

Jiang Qingwan then looked at Mo Yunhan, "This courtyard shows signs of a potential breakthrough. The key must be here. Go search it."

Mo Yunhan nodded, but still felt uneasy.

"Are you sure you can save him? If not, things won't end well today."

Jiang Qingwan glared at her unhappily.

"You don't believe me?"

Mo Yunhan laughed.

"I believe you. At worst, I'll send you out of the village."

Jiang Qingwan gave a soft snort.

"The street chief's son has a strong fertility palace, so this child will be fine. Go quickly."

After saying that, she turned and went into the inner room.

The room reeked of blood.

The woman on the bed was pale and disheveled, unconscious.

The swollen abdomen was stained red with blood.

Jiang Qingwan immediately began to set up the formation.

She doesn't know how to deliver babies, but her senior brother once said that most of the credit for childbirth lies with the woman, not the doctor.

There is very little that doctors can do, and almost all of what they do is to help women gather strength.

She doesn't know how to use medicine to boost her energy, but she can use formations to gather it.

Qingfeng Village is a feng shui site.

The internal energy flows freely. If one can gather the available spiritual energy from the surrounding area and inject it into the body of the person giving birth, the problem will be easily solved.

As the formation was activated, air currents surged from all directions.

Just then, the midwife came in with hot water and hurriedly called out, "The new mother must not be exposed to drafts!"

"It's alright. She's already in this state; the worst that could happen is death."

Jiang Qingwan's words left the midwife speechless for a moment.

"Put down the hot water and go prepare the charcoal stove, quickly."

The midwife saw that she neither sat behind the bed to examine the patient nor took her pulse or fed her soup, but instead walked around the bed with several yellow talismans. She couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

It seems that Xiaoyun and her child cannot be saved.

She turned and went out to prepare the charcoal stove.

Jiang Qingwan placed the last talisman on Xiaoyun's forehead.

The spiritual energy enters the body and then disappears.

Xiaoyun's complexion visibly became rosy, and her breathing became more steady.

Suddenly, he cried out in pain and opened his eyes.

"ah!"

She clutched her stomach and screamed.

"Grandma Liu, Grandma Liu..."

"She's outside, preparing the charcoal stove. Calm yourself down, try to feel where the child is. You can do it."

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