After Transmigrating as the Fake Young Miss of a Rural Family, I Got Rich Through Gourmet Food

In stories about "true and false young misses," others usually transmigrate into noble daughters who were lost outside. With one transmigration, they step on cannon fodder, become the cente...

Chapter 523: Escaping Danger

Although Su Qingluan had not learned professional shorthand, whether she was taking notes at school or opening an online store later, in many cases the teacher on the podium or the customer opposite would not accommodate her just because her recording speed was slow.

So over a long period of time, Su Qingluan unconsciously summed up her own set of "shorthand methods".

Moreover, because she had no common sense of Chinese medicine terminology, although she heard some of the words that Mu Xingzhi and the midwife said, she found it difficult to understand their meaning and could only use Zhuyin instead.

After recording such "shorthand medical records", Su Qingluan discovered that if she had not "translated" it, it would be difficult for people in this era - even those who spoke the same language as her in her previous life - to understand what she had written.

This suddenly gave Su Qingluan an idea: since she was the only one who understood certain phonetic notations, could she create a code book to exchange information with Mu Xingzhi?

Of course, this thought only flashed through her mind. Now she was leaning against the wall, manually recording every communication between Mu Xingzhi and the midwife.

Although she still couldn't understand some of the professional medical terms, judging from the midwife's attitude and the expressions of Sun Guixiang's husband and mother-in-law, she could tell that Sun Guixiang's heavy bleeding had stopped after the midwife gave her acupuncture under Mu Xingzhi's guidance.

What is even more encouraging is that the children have also seen the end of their lives at this time.

Fortunately, although the baby was a little difficult to deliver, the fetal position was relatively normal, with the head coming out first, rather than a sitting birth - that is, the buttocks coming out first - or one of the legs coming out first.

This greatly reduces the risk of subsequent production becoming more difficult.

Although Su Qingluan was also feeling nervous, she forced herself to focus on the medical records.

As the sky darkened, a loud baby cry was finally heard from inside the room. Although the sun had already set outside, it was as if another tomorrow had risen in everyone's hearts, and everything became brighter.

"It's born!" The midwife came out with a happy face and announced the good news, "It's a boy! Congratulations!"

Sun Guixiang's mother-in-law quickly clasped her hands together and bowed to the sky: "Ancestors, please bless us! Finally, mother and child are safe. This hurdle has been overcome!" She then nudged Li Sanlang beside her and said, "What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Why don't you thank Mr. Mu quickly?"

As she said this, she thanked Mu Xingzhi repeatedly with great joy, then lifted the curtain and went to the delivery room to see him.

Mu Xingzhi waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite, but compared to Sun Guixiang's mother-in-law's joy, Li Sanlang was a little strange. When Su Qingluan looked back at him, she felt that he seemed a little dazed.

"Uncle Li? Why... Uncle Li?!" Su Qingluan was shocked, because the man who always seemed to be taciturn but very gentle suddenly burst into tears.

"That... isn't it..." Could someone please come and talk this guy down? Su Qingluan was devastated: Why did he suddenly burst into tears for no reason? Although she could understand emotionally, seeing someone who had a blank expression suddenly burst into tears, and this was a man Su Qingluan thought was very calm and strong, was still quite shocking.

Perhaps realizing that his tears had stunned Su Qingluan too much, Li Sanlang lost control of his emotions for a moment before wiping his face several times to wipe away the traces of tears. He took a deep breath and lowered his head, saying, "Don't worry, Madam Su. I'm fine."

He then walked towards Mu Xingzhi and knelt down with a plop, and knocked his head to the ground with a bang. Su Qingluan felt pain when she heard it, but she also understood that this was a sincere expression of his deep gratitude.

However, Mu Xingzhi moved the wheelchair aside and winked at Song Bo. So when Li Sanlang wanted to kowtow for the second time, he felt a gentle but irresistible force helping him stand up.

"Mr. Li, there is no need to be like this," Mu Xingzhi still smiled like that, but he coughed lightly occasionally. That smile seemed to reveal an imperceptible fatigue, and even his body seemed to be more exhausted.

Li Sanlang was no fool. He naturally noticed the change in Mu Xing's condition and immediately said with guilt, "Mr. Mu, you are already weak. It's really a shame that you made this trip...."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xingzhi teased, "So it turns out that it was Madam Su here who begged me to make this trip because she was worried that your wife would have trouble giving birth. Now there is a good result, which is better than anything else." After saying this, he coughed a few more times, even more obviously.

Su Qingluan, the only person besides Mu Xingzhi's master and servant who knew his true physical condition, couldn't help but twitch her lips, and then she muttered to herself: Look at that frail figure, that weak demeanor! And that very natural cough! Oscar simply owes Mu Xingzhi a little golden man!

I really want those traffic vases in my previous life who only had a good look but no acting skills to come and see what it means to be able to control one's emotions and what it means to be so profound! This is acting!

Although her inner complaints were already flooding the screen, she still had to go on with her performance, so she said with a forced smile, "I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back to Huichuntang in time. Besides, when it comes to medical skills, I think you, Mr. Mu, are no less capable than the doctors at Huichuntang..."

"Thank you for the compliment." Mu Xingzhi smiled modestly yet with a sickly air, which made Su Qingluan grit her teeth: Pretend! You really know how to pretend! You're not as good at pretending as a sack!

Li Sanlang only then realized that if Su Qingluan had not had the foresight to call Mu Xingzhi over beforehand, what would have happened to his wife and child today would still be unknown. So he turned around and knelt down to kowtow to Su Qingluan.

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