Chapter 419 Incomplete Abortion (Incomplete Miscarriage)

In the afternoon class, Li San Niang explained in detail to the women present the specific manifestations of the early, middle and late stages of pregnancy.

"In this respect, married women who have already given birth have an advantage, but you unmarried young women are not at a disadvantage either."

Now that you've learned these things from me, you'll be better able to handle things when you get married and have children in the future. You can use your experience as a reference, which is a good thing.

After saying all that, Li San Niang handed out the first batch of assignments one by one according to the names. "Alright, let's review everyone's assignments now."

On this point, I must first praise Yu Xuelian. Not only did Yu Xiaoniangzi write down all the knowledge points I taught her completely and correctly, but her handwriting was also clear and pleasing to the eye.

Therefore, I have decided to award Miss Yu one point, which can be added to her total score as bonus points in the final exam.

Yu Xuelian was pleasantly surprised, but also somewhat taken aback. She stared blankly as Li Sanniang clapped for her. After a few moments of stunned silence, she quickly stood up and bowed, her face slightly flushed.

Jin Zhenbao looked at Yu Xuelian with envy, then turned to look at the mistakes marked in red ink on her submitted homework, and encouraged herself: "Next time, I must do better!"

After that, Li San Niang explained in detail the mistakes that everyone had made, and then the lesson ended.

After tidying up a bit, Li San Niang and Qiu Xiang took their medical kits and boarded the carriage driven by Shi Jiu, heading to Pingkang Ward.

This time, the main purpose wasn't to go to the flower shop, but to the orchid class.

Li San Niang was going to see Ping Niang, who had been given mercury by Madam Shen. She was worried and wanted to check on her. (Appears in Chapters 407-409)

They picked up Linglan, who was carrying a baby, halfway there. Li Sanniang looked at Ping'an, who was already a month old in the swaddling blanket, and said, "You must have put in a lot of effort. You've raised this child well; he's getting strong and healthy."

Linglan didn't take credit, she just smiled at Ping An.

Li San Niang felt that Ling Lan's raising Ping An as her own son was truly a mutual redemption for the two of them.

Upon arriving at the back door of Shihualou, Qi Zhidie handed Ping An over to a familiar maid in the building before following the others into the back door of the Orchid Class.

Looking at Mother Shen leading the way, Li San Niang felt a pang of emotion. Children are all debts; if you don't teach them well, the debt will come crashing down on you.

Aunt Chen, she looks much more haggard than last time.

Presumably, Pingniang would cry and scream, even threatening to die, after regaining consciousness, which is why Chen Mama was so distraught.

Sure enough, when Li San Niang went up to the second floor, she saw Ping Niang lying on the bed with her hands and feet bound.

Mother Shen turned around and smiled ingratiatingly at Li San Niang: "I'm sorry to have troubled you, Doctor Li. This child is disobedient and is trying to kill herself. I had no choice but to tie her hands and feet."

Li San Niang nodded expressionlessly, offering no comment.

After the ropes binding her hands were removed, when Pingniang reached out to take Li Sanniang's pulse, Li Sanniang noticed the scars on Pingniang's wrists.

It was clearly self-harm, likely caused by a sharp object.

Pretty ruthless, ruthless enough to himself. Look at these scars, he didn't hold back.

After a moment of surprise, Li San Niang ignored the injury, took out her pulse pillow and began to take the pulse. After taking the pulse, she didn't ask any more questions, but directly spread out the paper and prepared to write a prescription.

Then, he gestured to Lily of the Valley to come forward and take her pulse.

Linglan didn't expect Li Sanniang to ask her to take the pulse of an outsider right in front of everyone. Yes, an outsider. After all, in the past, Li Sanniang only asked her to use the sisters in Shihualou for testing.

Therefore, Lily of the Valley hesitated for a moment, unsure whether she should go forward.

Just as Li San Niang was about to speak, she heard Mama Shen say from the side, "Go ahead and look, it's nothing, it's just a test, it's not like you'll lose a piece of meat."

Only then did Linglan begin to take her pulse. During this time, Pingniang, who was lying on the bed, did not react at all, as if she were a dead corpse.

Li San Niang shook her head inwardly; a mental illness is hard to cure.

“Master, her pulse is weak and thready. Judging from her appearance, she has been experiencing abdominal pain. This is likely a case of incomplete miscarriage.”

Li San Niang nodded in satisfaction, then handed the prescription to Ling Lan before giving it to Mama Chen.

"The prescription has been written. Take it on time, and you should see results within ten days."

Even as they reached the door, Li Sanniang stopped and said, "Life is precious and should not be wasted."

Linglan helped collect the purse, and Li Sanniang and the others left through the back door and entered Shihualou.

Meanwhile, in the orchid troupe, Madam Shen carefully folded the prescription and put it into a hidden pocket close to her body before returning to Pingniang's room with a sullen face.

Mother Shen held a gold-plated silver hairpin in her hand, the end of which was very sharp. When she entered the room, Mother Shen put the hairpin on the table and reached out to untie Ping Niang's hands and feet, which were bound by rope.

Then she stood up, turned around and faced away from Pingniang lying on the bed. After standing still, she slowly said, "I was sold into a brothel when I was eight years old. From a little maid who carried water to wash feet to Mama Shen today, I have experienced ups and downs for more than 30 years and have seen countless sisters live and die in the brothel."

I originally thought that saving you was for your own good, and that I would let you follow the merchants and become their mistress or concubine, which would be a hundred times better than giving my heart and soul to a student.

What I thought was good, you saw as a heartless old woman who broke you two up.

Letting you go is impossible.

Even if the girl I raised dies at my hands, I will not allow anyone else to mistreat her.

As she spoke, tears streamed down Chen's face.

After a few breaths, Mother Shen, her voice choked with sobs, continued, "If you still want to die, leave the hairpin on the table and do as you please."

Looking back, all I have is a straw mat. I'll take you to the morgue, and that will be the end of this mother-daughter bond.

After saying that, Mrs. Shen walked to the door, opened it, and left without looking back.

Pingniang, lying on the bed, already had tears in her eyes and bit her lip, not daring to cry out.

Pingniang felt that Chen Mama's words were like a sharp knife, piercing her chest, which had stopped beating because of losing her child and her lover. She thought she would no longer feel pain in her chest, but now it hurt terribly, so much so that she could feel herself still breathing, still alive.

Pingniang trembled as she got out of bed and sat on the edge of the bed for a while. Once her breathing had evened out, she walked to the table, picked up the hairpin she had used to kill herself, and examined it carefully.

"Once the bloodstains are wiped away, who would know that this was once a hairpin used to commit suicide?"

In a flash, Pingniang took the hairpin and sat down in front of the bronze mirror. Looking at her emaciated reflection, Pingniang laughed, then burst into tears, laughing and crying at the same time, as if she had gone mad.

She raised her hand and inserted the hairpin into the bun on top of her head, smiled slightly at the bronze mirror. The Pingniang who used to live for love was dead; the Pingniang who lived now was born for herself.

Being alive is good.

Live well.